Chapter 282
Zhang Yuan felt like he had a very long dream.
In the dream, he stood at the top of the abyss, and a group of demons bowed to him.
As a human, he became the king of demons.
"Xiao Yuanzi? Xiao Yuanzi! Why don't you get up? The sun is getting up and drying your butt!"
Just as Zhang Yuan was crowned king in his dream, a rather annoying voice sounded in his ears.
Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a little itchy in his head, and then the scene of millions of demons surrendering in front of him disappeared instantly.
Zhang Yuan opened his eyes and saw the God of Joy squatting next to him, scratching his ears with goose feathers and talking nonsense.
"What are you doing?"
A trace of doubt flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes.
"You stinky boy, you finally woke up. How can you sleep so well?"
The God of Joy saw Zhang Yuan wake up and couldn't help but complain. He inserted a goose feather into his hair and stood up and said, "You've been lying in this damn place for three days and three nights."
The sun is shining on your butt!
"I've been unconscious for three days?"
Zhang Yuan was shocked and sat up suddenly, looking around, "Where's my mother?"
"She left this dungeon a day ago." The God of Joy replied.
Hearing the words of the God of Joy, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then thanked the God of Joy: "Thank you, God of Joy."
Although he didn't know what happened during the three days he was unconscious, he knew in his heart that the God of Joy definitely contributed to his being able to lie safely in this dungeon for three days.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Although the God of Joy’s character of wanting the world to be in chaos often causes him to do a lot of bad things, he is still quite reliable at critical moments.
Just when Zhang Yuan was moved, the God of Joy suddenly took out a calculator and said, “No need to thank me, let’s talk about compensation.”
Zhang Yuan: “?”
The God of Joy: “You killed the little whale I raised for more than 500 years, blew up the little tree I planted for more than 600 years, and destroyed the experimental copy I made for more than 700 years. Direct economic loss, labor cost, material cost, plus youth loss, mental loss…”
The God of Joy’s fingers were about to smoke on the calculator, and then he said, “You are now You owe me 1,892 artifacts, plus 12 mid-level godheads."
"For the sake of our relationship, I'll give you a zero. You just give me 1,800 artifacts, plus 10 mid-level godheads."
Zhang Yuan: "???"
The God of Joy looked at Zhang Yuan seriously: "Do you need me to issue you an invoice?"
"No, sister, what compensation?"
Zhang Yuan was a little confused, "Aren't you here to save me?"
"Did I say I was here to save you?" The God of Joy asked Zhang Yuan back.
Zhang Yuan was startled, "Uh... I didn't."
The God of Joy continued, "I created this copy, I planted the branches of the World Tree, and I raised the World Tree Whale. You destroyed my private property, shouldn't you compensate me?"
Zhang Yuan came back to his senses and asked, "You said this copy is yours, do you have evidence?"
"Why not?"
The God of Joy put his hands on his hips, "There is also an experimental record written by me outside this copy, and my signature is there!"
"Are you Hua Yue?" Zhang Yuan was shocked.
God of Joy: "No?"
Zhang Yuan: "No, you are a god from the God Realm, why do you come to the Abyss to do experiments, and write experimental records in Demonic Language?"
God of Joy: "You are a human, but you come to the Abyss to brush dungeons? Besides, isn't it normal for me to use Demonic Language in the Abyss?"
"That makes sense..."
Zhang Yuan nodded subconsciously, then reacted and looked at the God of Joy in shock: "So, you are the god who secretly resurrected the Lord God here?"
"This is strange?" The God of Joy looked at Zhang Yuan in surprise, "Everything must be tried, right?"
"That's right, you dare to uncover the seal of the ancient god, and be a resurrected Lord God here God's experiment is not impossible. "
Zhang Yuan gradually accepted the fact that the God of Joy was Hua Yue, and turned to play bad: "I don't have the artifact and godhood, but I have a life, so take it if you want it."
"Hehe, I have been on guard against you for a long time."
The God of Joy laughed, and then took out a contract document that was more than one meter thick, and said: "In view of the huge amount of debt you owe, I have prepared a labor contract for you. You have to join my Joy Office to work and pay off your debts."
"I have already calculated it for you. You just need to hand over all your wages, performance bonuses, allowances, benefits, etc. to me, and you only need to work for me for 30,000 years to pay off your debts."
"How many years?"
Zhang Yuan exclaimed.
The God of Joy patted the contract and said with a smile: "Xiao Yuanzi, it is natural to pay back debts. Either you take out the artifact and godhood now, or sign this contract and officially become an employee of our company."
"Or, Xiao Yuanzi, are you going to default on your debt?"
When the God of Joy said this, he suddenly paused, released some divine power, and threatened: "Go to the God Realm to ask, who dares to default on my debt?"
"Dare to default on my debt, then you will step on chewing gum!"
Zhang Yuan: "..."
Zhang Yuan's language organization ability was successfully defeated by the God of Joy.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Yuan sighed and spread his palm, "Bring the pen."
"You are smart."
The God of Joy laughed and conjured up a ballpoint pen and handed it to Zhang Yuan, "Before signing the contract, let me make it clear that our company has a flexible working system. ”
“I understand. All black-hearted companies are like this.”
Zhang Yuan had already given up and signed the more than one-meter-thick contract.
[Joined the Joyful Camp.]
[Number of Gods in the Camp: 2]
Zhang Yuan saw the information on his panel and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, “It seems that there are only two people in our company now?”
“What’s the matter? A company with two people is not a company? Don’t you Daxia Empire also support the entrepreneurship of small and medium-sized enterprises?”
The God of Joy took Zhang Yuan’s contract and didn’t give Zhang Yuan a chance to regret.
“You are really good at talking nonsense... Can Daxia still control the affairs of your God Realm?”
Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but complain, and then asked: “Forget it, anyway, I’ve already boarded the pirate ship, and I can’t jump off. Let’s just make do with my life.”
“So Mr. Hua, what is my job?”
The God of Joy smiled and said, “You are now the HR of our company. Your task is to recruit talents for our firm and strive for more gods to join our firm. ”
Zhang Yuan: “What are the advantages of our company?”
God of Joy: “The advantage of our firm is me! I am a top star who is known by all gods in the world!”
Zhang Yuan: “Uh… I think this should be the fatal disadvantage of our company.”