The next morning;

On the light rail train heading to Longchen Third Industrial Island.

Zhou Zheng frowned and looked at the phone screen, his expression switching back and forth between stiffness and helplessness.

These young female nuns...

'Squad leader, let's make an appointment for dinner. I've arrived in Longchen City in advance!'

Want to do something evil?

'What level of cultivation does the squad leader have? I have been practicing since I was a child, and at the age of eighteen, I successfully entered the divine realm. Unexpectedly, I am still not as good as the squad leader.'

That desire to win that is ready to come out.

‘Isn’t the squad leader handsome? Send me a photo and let’s see!’

This is obviously a player who is proficient in the art of gossip.

There are six women and three men in the small group. The other two men are named Li Zhiyong and Xiao Sheng. Judging from their avatars, they seem to be Zhou Zheng's peers.

According to instructor Xiaoyue's complaints, one of Li Zhiyong and Xiao Sheng should be the reincarnation of a heavenly general.

——That outrageous general who carries memories of his previous life, but is still stuck in the bottleneck of spiritual practice in this life.

The two male compatriots have remained silent, only sending a "received" message in response to Bing Ning Xianren.

Those who have been harassing Zhou Zheng since yesterday are those extremely active female Taoist friends.

[Scientific name for cultivating immortality: Kun Dao with full social passive points].

In the breast pocket of Zhou Zheng's coat, the jade fish transformed by Ao Ying was also staring at the phone screen through the thin material.

Obviously, she had a slight sense of crisis.

The Third Industrial Island is the area where Zhou Zheng works. This time he went out, Zhou Zheng made up his mind to cut off the unnecessary mundane connections.

I'm going to resign.

The iron rice bowl that Zhou Zheng held in his hands was something that he had to work hard for a year to pass!

He previously worked for a large government-operated enterprise, which was under the establishment of Longchen City.

Welfare benefits within the company are quite good, and discounted housing purchase quotas are regularly issued. If there are no major mistakes, you will basically not be fired, so it is called the iron rice bowl.

Zhou Zheng's daily job is to check the status of several machines in Workshop No. 3, look at the instruments, and copy data. Most of the time, it is quite relaxing and does not take up his time outside of work.

The only disadvantage of this job may be that there are not many women in the working environment.

He originally thought he would just hang out like this for the rest of his life.

Get married and have children in a few years, get a reputation as an engineer in more than ten years, raise fish in the workshop, grow grass, and spend this life happily.

Who would have thought that a little fish would swim in life;

And he also took the initiative to take a step forward and became the guardian of this city.

Of course, it is still in reserve now.

Bang!

The light rail train drove out of the protective shield of the main city, and the windows were immediately filled with greenery.

Large areas of mechanically grown wheat fields set off waves of dark green wheat blown by the breeze.

Zhou Zheng seemed to be saying to himself: "I'd better say it to the group. I, the squad leader, am just a little monk now."

Ao Ying's voice penetrated Zhou Zheng's ears like the buzz of mosquitoes in summer, making his ears and heart itch.

She said: "It's just a matter of temporary strength or weakness. Don't pay too much attention to these practitioners. There are very few among them who can become immortals. There are even fewer who can step into true immortals and heavenly immortals."

"We can't think like that."

Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "There is a sentence in the textbook I read yesterday that I think is very good - the power of mortals lies in infinite possibilities, and the tyranny of living creatures lies in endless progress."

"It does have a heavenly style."

Ao Ying whispered:

"Those strong gods feed us dragons chicken soup every day, saying that the dragons are ancient overlords and that the dragon palace is rich all over the world. Then they turn around and name some ingredients that have nothing to do with us as dragon liver and phoenix marrow, suppressing the prestige of our dragons among hundreds of tribes.

"Hmph, my mother said that those old gods have terrible minds!"

"Ah...it's not that bad."

Zhou Zheng was dumbfounded for a while, thought about it again and again with his cell phone, and finally sent a message in the group.

Group chat [Sixty-two special training classes].

Zhou Zheng (Administrator): 'Let me be honest with you, I just started practicing a few days ago and I haven't achieved much yet. Please take care of me in the future.'

After doing this, Zhou Zheng felt much lighter all over. The burden that had been on his shoulders since last night was finally lifted.

Several question marks quickly popped up on the screen.

'real or fake?'

'Are you kidding, monitor? Isn't this a special training class set up by immortals?'

'Did the squad leader have any extraordinary circumstances or hidden identity?'

'If the monitor just started practicing, would he be able to keep up with our progress? Wouldn't he be able to understand the lessons taught by the immortal teacher?'

Zhou Zheng smiled and continued typing to reply: 'I'm trying not to break everyone's legs, hehe.'

Fortunately, there was no cynicism as he expected, and no one raised any objections to Immortal Bing Ning's arrangement.

On the contrary, the girls who had been chatting privately with Zhou Zheng each encouraged Zhou Zheng a few words in their private chats, and then started chatting enthusiastically in the group chat, with the tendency of forming a small group.

Just when Zhou Zheng was about to put away his phone and enjoy the scenery outside the window, a private message popped up again.

Xiao Sheng: 'Don't worry, squad leader, I will protect you from now on. If you have anything you don't understand about Taoism, just ask me. I'll just tell you everything I know.'

Zhou Zheng immediately became very fond of this classmate who didn't know how to count.

…

"What? You want to resign!"

In the simple and spacious office at the edge of Production Workshop No. 3, Director Wang's loud voice made people dizzy and tinnitus.

Zhou Zheng stood in front of this middle-aged uncle, his attitude still very gentle.

He got along well with everyone before, and he didn't have any resentment, so he didn't have to be too stiff.

"Xiao Zhou, you have to think carefully!"

The workshop director frowned and said:

"It's easy for me to sign this, but it's hard for you to come back!"

"Nowadays, if you can have a stable job, you can have a good family. You... what do you want to do after you quit your job?"

Zhou Zheng had already prepared the answer: "I want to take the police exam, and I have already found a good relationship."

"Police? Are police officers so easy to take exams for?"

"I'm sure," Zhou Zheng said seriously, "Thanks to your care in the past two years, from now on, if the director has any work at home, just call me."

Director Wang frowned and looked at Zhou Zheng, as if he wanted to see something interesting on this handsome face.

He originally planned to wait for Zhou Zheng to calm down for another year or two before introducing his niece to him, who was still in college. He did not expect that Zhou Zheng, who was always cautious in his work and generous in his treatment of others, would be so impulsive in his heart.

Sighing, the director shook his head and signed the document in front of him.

"Go to the Human Resources Department to complete the procedures. It may be a bit cumbersome. I'll say hello to Manager Liu... let's go."

"Okay, thank you, director, thank you, director."

The uncle frowned and waved his hands, with a bit of regret in his eyes.

He hesitated several times, but in the end he just said: "Live a good life."

Half an hour later.

Zhou Zheng held a few document bags and walked in the workshop with roaring machines, looking at the emotionless steel shelves.

His youthful little tail remains here.

The acquaintances on the road were also saying hello, and Zhou Zheng was chatting with them as usual.

It’s just that maybe after today, it will be difficult to see each other.

Several familiar colleagues would warmly come over to chat with each other. When they shared some "beautiful but innocent" pictures as usual, Zhou Zheng resolutely chose to refuse.

The fish are watching!

Probably, this was the last time he walked through the park's streets.

Zhou Zheng glanced at the shops on the street and the six-story buildings in the canteen and dormitory area, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

"Not quite right."

Ao Ying suddenly reminded in a voice: "There seems to be a demonic aura mixed here, and the demonic aura seems to be absent, as if it just passed by here not long ago."
To be continued...