The World Changes, Only You Remain Unchanged

Wang Jixuan smiled helplessly and calmly walked forward, taking a seat in a nearby chair.

Lin Zhiwei's lips trembled a few times. Inspiration struck him, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull out his own chair.

"St-Storm Lord," Lin Zhiwei hurriedly asked, "how are you here? Did I do something wrong?"

"Didn't you want to report something?"

Wang Jixuan raised his chin toward the papers on the table.

"I thought it was something major. Then I happened to notice that your constitution was rather interesting, so I came over to have a look."

That had actually been why he came.

The words I Report! had piqued his curiosity. After making a brief inspection, he had unexpectedly discovered a promising seedling suited for cultivation.

Though Lin Zhiwei was a little old;

with some training, he might still be able to reach the Golden Core Realm.

Lin Zhiwei scratched his head. "What's wrong with my constitution?"

"Nothing. You're a one-in-a-hundred genius, very suited for... studying."

"Huh? Really? Back in college, all I wanted to do was play ball, play cards, and slack off. Uh..."

"What did you want to report?"

"I just..." Lin Zhiwei lowered his voice. "Haven't you noticed something strange about this place? There aren't any actual implemented projects, not even any clearly defined research projects, yet the salaries are outrageously high! I checked. Even employees stationed away from home don't make as much as I do, and I'm just a security guard!"

"That's it?"

"What else would it be!"

Lin Zhiwei answered with absolute conviction:

"There's a waste of resources here, Boss! Thirty percent of the population still lives in surface fortresses! Not a single bit of resources can be wasted!

"Salary is the only standard for measuring how many supplies we can receive.

"In other words, they're willing