During his senior year, Wen Bai sent out resumes and went to interviews just like every other soon-to-be graduate. With every company hiring new graduates but demanding two years of experience, it was a struggle for Wen Bai, a powerless orphan, to land an internship.
On his first day as an intern, Wen Bai stared at the livestream screen in front of him, puzzled.
What did they mean, an internship streaming platform that would even stamp his internship paperwork? The only requirement was to stream for four hours a day, and if he passed the internship, he could get a job at a state-owned enterprise.
A scam? Were they after his kidneys?
There was no way Wen Bai would fall for such an obvious scam.
"So I just press Start and it'll begin streaming?"
Wen Bai looked at the green button on the screen and pressed it. He'd report an ordinary scam and file complaints from every angle, but this scam was so absurd he had to see what was going on.
Then Wen Bai saw people in an ancient, fictional world so poor they stuffed themselves with clay until their bellies were full.
Cultivators from all kinds of ethereal, immortal realms.
People from a futuristic world who piloted mechs and had advanced technology, but no green plants to eat, surviving on nutrient solutions instead.
People from all kinds of worlds and races watched Wen Bai's stream.
A truckload of Chinese cabbages for a medical pod; a ten-meter-tall tree for a mech.
Anyone want sweet potato, potato, and corn seeds? I'll take all kinds of bottles and bowls. Oh? You have vases and inkstones? Sure, sure!
The Book of Changes, university textbooks, all kinds of ancient books. Anyone want them? I'll trade for beauty pills or low-grade marrow-cleansing pills.
Wen Bai used his livestream to trade goods with all kinds of worlds and made a fortune.
He went straight from being a fresh graduate with an internship to financial freedom. But why was a representative from the state coming to discuss a partnership with him?
He'd help the state sell things on the platform, and the state would pay him a cut and sign a contract with him.
So!
He really did get into a state-owned enterprise?
Wait, that meant he had a permanent position! He'd passed the civil service exam?
All he'd wanted at first was proof of his internship.
His livestream sales made him rich, and he even ended up helping advance the country's technology.
---- Coming Soon
Transmigrating to a cultivation world, becoming a wicked cultivator, failing to ascend, and returning to Blue Star to make pills
Five years ago, after taking the college entrance exam, Jimo was kidnapped by human traffickers. He accidentally transmigrated to a cultivation world while trying to escape.
He worked hard to cultivate in that world for five hundred years and survived tribulations to ascend. Who could have guessed that after failing his final tribulation, he would be struck back into the modern world?
When he returned, he discovered that five years had passed.
He also found that the warm home he remembered had fallen apart, and his parents and younger brother had suffered terribly because of him.
His mom and dad had driven a secondhand Wuling van around the country searching for him, while his younger brother had been left behind in their hometown.
Seeing his broken family, Jimo decided to make things better for them.
A cultivator who practiced both alchemy and swordsmanship, she made pills that regrew her father's hair, helped her brother lose weight painlessly, and cured her mother's insomnia.
But who would have thought that this would kick off an alchemy craze on Blue Star? To make life even better for her family, Jimo decided to open a bathhouse.
Later, a legend began to spread.
They say there's a bathhouse where you can be reborn.
Look at Xiaohua. She went once, and her face stopped sagging.
The movie star's depression got better after a visit.
Even the King of Singers, who had developed throat cancer, made a triumphant comeback.
What kind of bathhouse is this? It's clearly a rebirth center. You go in, and you come out reborn.
Jimo sat on the sofa, watching as her warm family came back together, then placed a beauty pill in the bath.
Theme: From honest trade to benefiting all humankind
There are too many typos, which affects reading a bit
I really can't stand it. Author, can you take a look at the chapters you posted every time after posting? Sometimes there are too many typos and I don't know what you want to express. I have already entered V. Is it troublesome to read your own articles and revise them?
What is a pufferfish? It's a finless porpoise. This chapter is written as pufferfish.
. ? The name. . . Zhu Yuanzhang?
Thanks for the limited exemption. The author probably typed it by voice. There were many typos, but they all had the same pronunciation.
"France" is a big thorn in the side of the author~ Huaguo
"Model" is a big bug for the author~ Demonic energy
"Mother" is a big bug for the author~ Insect mother
Thanks for the limited fee. It's very beautiful.
It's uncomfortable. There are so many typos, which affects the reading experience.