Thirty consecutive weeks—three hundred full days—of work not unlike that of a janitor. One three-hundredth of a lifetime, and at the very prime of one's age, simply hammered away. Anyone with a family would instinctively rule that out. And if Tai Yu lost his mind and chose it, wouldn't his child's "advanced training" fall through?
Jia Xi instinctively wanted to dissuade him, but mindful of his position, he forcibly held it back.
Dimon spoke for everyone instead. "Isn't that basically prison? Why are you so determined to make yourself suffer?"
Ku Yu had more to say. "For this kind of closed-off work, there'll definitely be screening beforehand, and the clearance requirements will be high. You might come into contact with some Big Shots. It's an opportunity, but it's also risky... What exactly are you thinking? Don't tell me you're really after that extra ten percent weight in the professional evaluation? Given your current situation, I think you'd do no worse working flexibly and putting in more effort outside."
Tai Yu barely managed to pull himself together. His gaze swept around the room, then he drained the remaining Frozen Soul from the can and exhaled a chilly breath. "I wasn't considering those Big Shots. I was thinking about something else. The place that posted the recruitment requirements—the direction of its training. I heard it involves the Heavenly Human Interference Pattern..."
Jia Xi let out an "Oh!"
Ku Yu frowned. "So what?"
Tai Yu stared at him. "As I recall, after becoming auxiliary staff, there should be channels to access some of the Heaven-Man Landscapes in the Pantheon. Of course, I mean the general versions without Bloodline Project requirements."
Ku Yu seemed to understand, but quickly sneered again. "So what? There are plenty of Heavenly Human Interference Patterns. Just because they can