Transformed into a Good-For-Nothing Village Chief, I Relied on the System to Overwhelm the Wei and Jin Dynasties

Lin Fan's last memory was fixed under the fluorescent light as pale as a corpse at three o'clock in the morning in the company. On the computer screen, there was a PPT that had been changed to the eighteenth version. Party A's ear-piercing roar is still lingering in my ears, like an evil nursery rhyme that never stops: "The logo needs to be bigger, bigger! Bigger!" Lin Fan rubbed his swollen temples, took a deep breath, and prepared to make the final adjustments. The next second—— The world seemed to be wiped out by a giant hand. He completely lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again—— "Village Chief! Village Chief is awake! Village Chief is awake!" An indescribable rancid odor rushed straight into the sky, so pungent that it was almost violent. Before Lin Fan had time to open his eyelids, he choked until his vision turned black, his chest surged, and he almost fell down again. It was a scent that mixed many flavors of despair: The sour and rotten coarse cloth that has not been washed for half a month, the leftovers from fermentation and mildew, the smell of animal dung, the smell of earthy sweat... Being exposed to the scorching sun for three days, layer upon layer, they are like the most powerful reminder. Lin Fan's first reaction in his mind was: "I... Was thrown into a landfill?"