Midnight Bookstore Chapter 65

He picked up the booklet. This time, Zhou Ze did not feel that it was hot. Instead, he felt a warm and icy sensation, as if he was holding an ancient jade.

There seemed to be a strange connection between him and the book.

Zhou Ze had read some Xianxia novels before, but at this moment, he did not feel like the immortal warrior novel's magical equipment recognized its owner.

The booklet was still the booklet.

He was still him.

However, for some reason, Zhou Ze felt a sense of familiarity toward this thing. It was like a thirty-year-old man holding a photo that he had taken when he was three or five years old.

It was unfamiliar and extremely familiar.

He opened the first page of the booklet, and the majestic image attacked him again. Zhou Ze closed his eyes, and the messy things disappeared.

Last time, he had been pa.s.sively instilled.

This time, he seemed to be able to control the mouth.

Finally, the first page was opened. There was a handprint on it. Zhou Ze was not sure if it was his own handprint or someone else's, and he could not compare it to a minute fingerprint. However, in reality, this handprint was very strange. Zhou Ze even felt that there should not be anyone in the world who had this handprint.

The handprint lines were very harmonious. They were so harmonious that you could not pick out any flaws. Furthermore, they were extremely neat and tidy. Every detail felt very comfortable.

Below were two columns.

First column: Name: Zhou Ze.

Second column: Job: Temporary Ghost Mission.

Actually, Zhou Ze had a thought previously. This should be the so-called ghost identification doc.u.ments. To be more precise, it was the Yin Si identification doc.u.ments. After all, Yin Si was a small society. Even though it was small, it had all the essentials. The ghost identification was only a part of the job.

Back then, Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang had discussed his current situation. One thing was very clear—his status as a temporary worker was very subtle. He could be used as a scapegoat at any time, and there was no guarantee of safety or status.

When the lolita had returned last time, she had directly admitted this point to her own questioning.

At the same time, she drew a large pancake for herself and did not care if she wanted to eat it.

The reason was that he lacked this doc.u.ment!

With this certificate, he would not be an illegal immigrant.

Most importantly, this doc.u.ment meant that he had obtained the so-called “exam” form. Just like the founding and development of the ancient imperial examination system, it opened up a channel for the lower levels to the upper levels.

Zhou Ze had been very lazy in the past few months when he opened the bookstore. It was not because of Zhou Ze's nature, but because his awkward status in the past made it easier for him to make mistakes. It was not a big deal if he did not do anything.

This was similar to the mentality of state-owned enterprises that suffered losses more than 20 years ago.

Now, he could at least set a small goal for himself.

Forget about 100 million.

However, there was hope that he could raise his level through his own hard work.

For a female ghost like Mrs. Bai, who had protected her hometown for two hundred years, to be able to achieve merit and return to h.e.l.l for a family background, Zhou Ze's starting point was actually much better than Mrs. Bai's.

However, what made Zhou Ze a little uncomfortable was why his current position was still just a temporary job?

Zhou Ze knew very well that this was definitely not G.o.d giving him face for being “diligent”, “diligent”, “dedicated”, and “willing to die for him”.

Biu

A certificate was sent over.

Zhou Ze was well aware of his work att.i.tude. In the past, he had been slacking off every day, drinking tea at the bookstore, reading novels, and sleeping with Bai Yingying.

If G.o.d did not send a bolt of lightning to kill this evil spirit, he would have been very lenient. Why would he reward him now?

This was someone else's certificate.

However, he happened to find it.

No, it was more accurate to say that she was picked up by Zheng Pingping. However, Zheng Pingping was a living person and an ordinary person. She had no way of controlling this thing. Instead, she was affected by it and her mind was messed up.

Coincidentally, Zheng Pingping's behavior started to become abnormal due to her mother's illness.

She was confused as to who she was, because this book recorded the judgment of the dead, which was equivalent to reading the lives of thousands of people.

Zhuang Shengxiao was obsessed with b.u.t.terflies, or he went to the countryside to search for people like Rotten Ke, basically describing this situation.

“You lost yourself and ignored all the changes in your surroundings. You were originally a grain of sand, but when a huge river washed over you, could you even find yourself, much less others?

However, since he had 'stolen' this thing, it should mean that Zheng Pingping's connection with this doc.u.ment had been severed. Her mental illness should be recovering quickly.

However, the crux of the problem was that Zhou Ze did not think that the previous owner of this thing was a temporary ghost.

A temporary ghost a.s.signment performance was so exaggerated?

Were all the laborers in h.e.l.l role models of the era?

Are they f.u.c.king workaholics?

Looking at Lolita's lazy manner, she was actually about the same as him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have left her results to him and gone to earn extra income.

Taking a closer look, Zhou Ze realized that there was a faint white spot on the spot where the temporary ghost's name was originally. It looked like it had been smeared with correction fluid.

Zhou Ze reached out to rub it. He even scratched it with his fingernails, but nothing came off. The white spots were still white spots.

This made Zhou Ze a little obsessive. The truth was right below the white spot.

Originally, there should have been information about the original owner of this doc.u.ment, but the original owner had probably already given up. He had inherited this doc.u.ment, and the official status on the doc.u.ment had been 'refreshed'.

Zhou Ze even thought of asking Bai Yingying to try washing the dirty laundry detergent after he returned to the bookstore.

There were several pages in the book. When Zhou Ze flipped to the second page, he saw a simple line of words:

8%

“Is this an experience bar?” Zhou Ze subconsciously touched his nose.

Actually, in ancient China, there was already a “score” expression. Of course, it was not based on the Arabic numerical denominator and horizontal line that people nowadays used. It was directly described in this way.

“Record of the Heavenly Official's Book” had the words “…three points two… nine points eight…”,” three points two “, and” nine points eight “.

8% meant 8%.

Zhou Ze shook his head and felt a little ashamed. Previously, he had thought that the little loli's anger at him for slacking off and slacking off was a little indifferent and thought that she was making a mountain out of a molehill.

However, from the looks of it, he had only completed 8% of the temporary ghost mission in the past two months.

He was indeed lazy.

At the same time, Zhou Ze was wondering if this meant that if he completed the other 92% and got 100%, he would be able to become a temporary ghost operator.

From contract workers to authorized personnel?

In the past, Zhou Ze did not place much importance on this. In his previous life, he had even looked down on those who were obsessed with the system. Some of his cla.s.smates, who had spent hundreds of thousands of yuan working at home, had finally entered the school and earned two to three thousand yuan a month. However, he still felt that he was superior to others, thinking that the other students who were still working outside or working in Beijing or Guangzhou were all working.

But now, Zhou Ze had a deep sense of urgency to get rid of the word 'temporary' and enter the h.e.l.lish system!

This meant a sense of security. It meant that he could sleep soundly tonight without worrying about not being able to see the sun tomorrow.

Perhaps his former cla.s.smates were doing this for this sense of security. After all, nothing could be more stable than an iron rice bowl.

Zhou Ze wanted to flip to the next page, but he realized that the pieces of paper were stuck together. No matter how hard he tried, he could not separate them.

Perhaps…

It was because of his current level that he did not have the right to read the information on the next few pages?

Zhou Ze put away his doc.u.ments and stretched.

w.a.n.g Ke was still in the bedroom next door, and Zheng Pingping had already awakened and slowly recovered her consciousness. w.a.n.g Ke was extremely excited and delighted. As an experienced psychologist, he was able to acutely notice that Zheng Pingping's condition was swiftly improving!

He did not know why, but he subconsciously tried to act like he was trying his best.

Zhou Ze walked out of the art room and lit another cigarette. He thought about how he would work hard when he returned to the bookstore. In the future, if he had nothing to do, he would set up a scented candle at the entrance of the bookstore to attract some ghosts.

By then, no matter what, they would all be sent to h.e.l.l for reincarnation.

For example, the mother who wanted to accompany her son to h.e.l.l after the college entrance examination. The next time Zhou Ze saw her, he would not casually wave his hand and let her leave.

One could say that this was rather inhumane, but the acc.u.mulation of capital was just this b.l.o.o.d.y.

To become an official soon,

Zhou Ze would really do whatever he wanted.

Right at that moment, Zhou Ze saw w.a.n.g Ke's wife and the young butler standing at the staircase. They seemed to be talking about something. Zhou Ze did not get too close, but his ears caught the words, “When will you do your hair?”

Moreover, from the bottom of his heart, everything was self-evident when he saw w.a.n.g Ke's wife forcing herself to maintain a composed expression while slightly embarra.s.sed.

A modern butler was different from the past. This was a new type of occupation, and the income was high. Normally, only such high-end residential areas would have modern butlers. They were considered high-level service workers, and their B exp was no less than the 'stewardess' that people saw many years ago.

Of course, Zhou Ze wouldn't run over to yell and scold the “adulterous couple.” w.a.n.g Ke had probably guessed something, but since he, as the person involved, deliberately didn't expose it, an outsider like Zhou Ze had no reason to help.

However, as w.a.n.g Ke's childhood friend, Zhou Ze was naturally a little uncomfortable that w.a.n.g Ke had been cuckolded.

Mr. Zheng was standing on the balcony smoking a cigar. His expression was slightly relaxed because w.a.n.g Ke had just told him that his daughter's condition had improved greatly.

“Where does Mr. Xu work?” Mr. Zheng finally had the mood to chat with Zhou Ze.

“Open a Study Room.”

Zhou Ze replied.

There was no other way. Facing such a rich businessman, you could only act elegant.

“Oh, very good, very good. I'll pay you a visit when I have the chance,” Mr. Zheng said politely.

Zhou Ze took the opportunity to ask, “Miss Zheng, did you lose control of your bladder just now? I'm not talented, and I'm proficient in some recipes to nourish your body and mind.”

When Mr. Zheng heard that, his face suddenly darkened. He was a rich businessman, so of course he did not lack good Chinese medicine. He was angry that Zhou Ze actually said that his daughter had urinated in front of him!

It was only urinary incontinence once.

And there was no s.h.i.t!

“Thank you for your kind intentions, sir. My daughter is just a little tired mentally and is fine.”

One should not hit a smiling person. Since Zhou Ze said that he wanted to offer the prescription to help, Mr. Zheng naturally could not be angry at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze's face revealed obvious surprise as he said,

“No? But the butler was there talking to someone about this. He said that the lady's pants were filled with…”

At this point,

Zhou Ze realized that it was inappropriate to say that, so he laughed and said,

“It's good that Miss is fine.”