Cheng Xiaoguo was assigned by the company to an ancient fictional era, selling modern pills in exchange for ancient gold, jade and other rare materials for the company, until the ancient body died, and the working time is expected to be 20 years.
"Number 502, are you sure you choose the medical option? Warm reminder, if you have worked for less than 20 years, or if you fail to reach the required amount, half of your salary will be deducted."
Cheng Xiaoguo gritted his teeth and looked at the system tool man. It was true that in the end, the lifeblood of the beast was still in the hands of the capitalists.
Forget it, just choose medicine. Although the money may be slower, this skill should at least save lives in ancient times when there were no human rights.
"OK!"
"No. 502, The medical industry has been planned for you. In order to successfully complete the cross-era collection task, the company will provide you with a medical space tailored to you, instructions for use and other incidental conditions. Your AI assistant Xiao A will be responsible for explaining it to you when you go out. I wish you a happy work."
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