I really don't want to work hard [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 1 The World After Death

This is a room less than twenty square meters in size.

Although the room was small, the space was fully utilized. A long table was placed in the center of the room, and five people in black suits sat behind the table in a row.The caller on the table flickered from time to time, and they greeted and sent wave after wave of people calmly and skillfully.

Just like the front desk in the business hall, the young man passing by thought so.

After a brief glance, the young man withdrew his gaze and stood still in front of a terminal in the corner.

According to the person who guided him here, this is the problem-solving center of the failure death center.

What he has to do now is to get the number first, and then go to the inquiry officer to explain the cause of his death and the location of the accident, and apply for a temporary ID card after death.

Then you can become a system volunteer, complete the designated tasks to accumulate points, and when the points meet the conditions, you can get a chance to be reborn.

As for how to do the task and how to live after finishing it, the other party didn't say such things.

The young man thought, maybe this is a black-hearted organization that specializes in drawing big cakes.

The young man entered his fingerprints according to the procedure on the terminal, after a beep, his personal information was displayed on the screen.

Gender: Male.

Name: Yan Yongning.

Age: 23.

Time of death: 2020.12.31, cause of death, collision.

Perhaps the person who designed this machine fully considered all age groups, ensuring that children as young as three years old and seniors as old as centenarians can read clearly. A sex death scene—although the person is dead now.

Yan Yong wanted to scroll down to the next page, but the page suddenly froze, and the data below became garbled characters. After refreshing again, the system flashed back to the login page.

Yan Yongning: ...

Soon, a number strip with the words "Yan Yongning" printed on it spit out from the self-service terminal.

Almost at the same time, a new broadcast came from the radio:

Please Yan Yongning, No. 0153, go to counter No. 4 to handle the unnatural death business.

A urging voice came from behind: "Brother, are you okay? It's my turn to take the number."

Yan Yongning staggered a position to make room, the opponent's movements were smooth, and he could see ten lines at a glance, but he still turned page after page, which was in stark contrast to his crash after every page.

"Why can you read it so long? It crashed after I turned a page." Yan Yongning asked curiously.

"Ah? Maybe we came here in different ways. I asked someone to remove the tube for me. I came here after I woke up from a faint." The man scratched his head in confusion, "But I really didn't Thinking of this situation, I wanted to lighten the burden on my family, but to be honest, I don’t want to die. I don’t know if I’m dead or alive in this situation, alas, trouble.”

"Well, it's troublesome." Yan Yongning agreed on this point.

The broadcast once again sent out a reminder: Please Yan Yongning, No. 153, go to counter No. [-] to handle the unnatural death business.

Yan Yongning felt a pat on his shoulder.

"The radio is calling you, how many days have you been here? I've been here for three days in a row, and I don't know when I'll be waiting."

Yan Yongning: ...?

Is there such a thing?

He had been here less than an hour, and he knew nothing but his name.

Yan Yongning was embarrassed to speak out directly to attack the other party, so he had to prevaricate: "It's been a while, if you wait a little longer, you will definitely be able to get in."

Inquisitor No. 153 took over the information slip from Volunteer No. 153 and has been flipping through it for a while, but he really didn't find anything special about it.Moreover, according to the previous rule of delaying number passing, the 5 minutes lateness of No. [-] is enough for him to delay another dozens of numbers in the future.

But today the system is a bit evil. When he tried to perform the operation of checking the number, he was judged to have no authority.

Everyone is familiar with the occasional bugs in the system, and they all jokingly call the volunteers who benefit from the bugs the chosen ones.

There is still 1 minute until the end of get off work time.

Working in this processing system, I always take one break and three breaks, that is, I only work one week in a month, and use the rest of the three weeks for self-examination.

Today is the last day of the working week, and there is less than 1 minute left before their normal off-duty time. If you miss today, you will have to wait another three weeks to attend the interview. It is an exaggeration to say that I missed waiting for half a year.

So when does this Chosen One want to delay coming?

Inquisitor No. [-] stared at the ticking hands on the watch as he passed by, feeling relieved.

The system only accepts business before the deadline. It seems that he should be able to get off work normally today. Thanks to No. 153, this will be the most punctual day for him to get off work in half a year.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the bench in front of the table being pulled away rang out along with the system's radio announcement.

Interrogator Four smiled the most sincere smile ever.

"Sorry, it's already..."

[Urgent notice, urgent notice, the original opening time of the system has been urgently extended by one hour, and all inquiries officers are requested to handle the volunteer interview work well. 】

[Notice to play again...]

Interrogator No. [-]'s jaw dropped in shock.

"Excuse me, what did you say to me just now? The broadcast was too loud, so I couldn't hear you clearly." The young man in front of him rubbed his ears, and the blank expression on his face seemed provocative in the eyes of the interrogator.

Inquisitor No. [-]: ...

This is so fucking fucking open the door, so fucking home.

Inquisitor No. [-] forced a smile on his face: "It's okay, we can start the interview now."

If it is said that the unusual bug in the system just now made people puzzled, the answer of No. 153 later confirmed the outrageous behavior of the system to open the back door openly and confidently.

Asked about the family situation, 153 said he couldn't remember.

Asked about study and employment experience, 153 said he forgot.

Asked about work experience, 153 opened a pair of eyes that could discharge electricity, as innocent as his eyes should be.

Inquisitor No. [-] had no choice but to change the subject.

So the No. [-] inquiring officer touched his mouth up and down, and he opened his mouth with a commonplace nonsense: "Why can't you think about it at such a young age?"

This time, No. 153 finally didn't say he didn't know.

"I don't think I've ever thought about it," he said.

Inquisitor No. [-] controlled the computer and retrieved the last recorded image of Yan Yongning before his death.

The function of recalling the memory before death is still new, and the various functions are not yet perfect, and the video time is so short that only the scene of the fatal blow can be seen.

In the picture, the wheels run over the zebra crossing heavily, and a few cherries slowly roll out from under the car.

In case Yan Yongning didn't see it clearly, this video was played on a loop for twenty times.

Interrogator No. [-]: "How is it? How does it feel?"

Yan Yongning rubbed his hands together and said, "Sorry, I didn't understand."

Inquisitor No. [-] pulled his hair painfully.

Good guy, give it a shot.

Is it in this river?

Because No. 153 was extremely uncooperative, there was no way for No. [-] interrogator to proceed further.

It's like going to the counter to apply for a card without bringing your ID card. If you can't do it, you can't do it.

Basically, only souls with a particularly strong desire to survive before dying can be attracted here, but No. 153 looks very calm. It doesn't appear that they have ever wanted to die, but they also don't seem to have much desire to embrace a new life.

On the information form belonging to No. 153, No. [-] filled in all the information that could be filled in, and filled in unknown if it could not be filled.

At a glance, the completed form is almost full of question marks.

Out of basic responsibility, the No. [-] interviewer will ask him to confirm before submitting: "The completeness of the information affects the system's judgment on you. If the completeness is too low, you may not be able to pass the interview. You can think about it now. There are those that can be added."

Yan Yongning's eyes were sincere: "Really, there is not a single drop."

He pushed the form back again.

As for the memories before he came here, Yan Yongning really couldn't remember at all.

But when he saw the video that was only a few seconds long, he was sure that he never had the thought of committing suicide.

Seeing the few cherries scattered on the ground, he subconsciously licked his lips, feeling deeply regretful for no reason.

The form is quickly scanned into the background.

Inquisitor No. [-] was fortunate to see a contradiction in the system for the first time since taking office.

All places with question marks on No. 153 are marked with big red crosses.

He subconsciously felt a little sorry.

As a result, in the next second, the red cross and the green circle jumped repeatedly, and finally stopped in green.

Inquisitor No. [-] exclaimed in his heart that he was awesome.

[Congratulations to Volunteer No. 153 for officially joining the job!The task authority is unlocked, please be led by the No. [-] interrogator to the designated task location within [-] hours. 】

A new round of announcements rang through the room.

Everyone looked at the young man in front of counter No. [-] with envious eyes.

The young man was tall and tall, especially those slender and straight legs, which were wrapped in cloth and showed smooth and beautiful lines. Even in the crowd, it was difficult for people to ignore his existence.

It's a pity that his bangs are too long, covering his eyes, and only the lower half of his face can be seen clearly.The skin seemed to be a little too pale, and the two plump lips seemed to be getting redder.

No. 215, that is, the boy who took the number behind Yan Yongning just now, couldn't help but gasped, and passed the number as soon as he was numbered. What kind of peerless European emperor is this?

Yan Yongning was led away from the hall by the No. [-] interrogator under the eyes of everyone. Along the way, the No. [-] interrogator talked about a lot of precautions.

Inquirer No. [-]: "Generally, the first task is not too difficult, and you can pass it in a short time if you play normally. Although the points are not many, if you do it a few times, if you are lucky, you may be able to go back directly."

"The novice's first mission can be transferred directly from the rest area on the 18th floor, but after that, he must go to the mission area to activate it."

"I have an intuition that you will be able to complete the task soon. The official volunteer system will be matched with a room. If you need anything, you can let me know in advance, and I will help you buy it as soon as possible."

Yan Yongning tried to recall the decoration of his previous room, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only recall a vague afterimage.His memory seemed to be wrapped in a thick layer of membrane, perhaps only by finding the right opening could the sealed memory be released.

The two walked to the elevator, and Yan Yongning took the initiative to press the button of the elevator.He asked casually: "If I don't complete your so-called tasks, will I have any punishment?"

"There is no way for us to estimate the risk of the mission. There are many people who can pass the test and go home smoothly, but not everyone has such good luck. Some volunteers got lost in the mission world and lost contact."

As the elevator lifted into the air, Yan Yongning's head felt slightly swollen, and a slight weightlessness came from under his feet.

He was silent for a long time, and in this cramped small space, he finally took the initiative to ask the question: "Why do I have to go back by doing these tasks?"

Inquirer No. [-]: "Only by accumulating a certain amount of points can you pass the communication certificate."

"But what if I don't want to go back?" Yan Yongning wiped his face, his slightly long bangs were pulled away, revealing a pair of cold eyes.