Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 278: Control
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 357: Survival Based on Memories
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1234- Su Race
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 971: Advancing Another Step
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1233- Represent Earth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.2
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 344 - Giving No Chances
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 645: So What if You're the Number One Person in Sword Dao?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Everyone looked past him to the next person. This was an old man with white hair. He looked older than seventy. However, he looked spirited and he exuded confidence.
“Bei Qian,” The old man nodded slightly, “I’m a professor at the art school. My speciality is Chinese Paintings.” The elder had great temperance.
The next was the Bushy Haired Fatty. He began cautiously, “My name is Ben Fu. I’m a programmer. I’m 28 but I started my job early. I have been a programmer for 10 years already.” Then, he lowered his head and whispered, “Other than my professional work, I don’t have much expertise.” He knew that in this era, his skill was probably worthless.
Jiang Cheng stared at the man and said, “You’re lying! I haven’t met a programmer who is not bald!” He pointed at the man’s head, “How can you have such great hair?”
Ben Fu shuddered. He quickly removed his wig and shook it to prove himself. “This is a wig. In the third year of my work, I had already started…”
Everyone started to relax when they saw Ben Fu’s Mediterranean pattern baldness.
Then came the turn for the dutiful woman and the seductive woman. The dutiful woman was a standard housewife, and her name was Lee Lu. She had a blue-collar husband and a three-year-old daughter. She normally stayed at home, cooking, cleaning, and gardening. She was a home-ec expert. However, she was not good at anything else.
The seductive woman’s self-introduction was very simple. Her name was Yu Man. She easily admitted that she worked in nightclubs. She pressed her lips and blew a kiss at the men.
Jiang Cheng’s blood boiled. Zhou Rong’s eyes dimmed.
Priest, painter, programmer, nightclub hostess and a housewife…
So far, no one was impressive. He needed people with specific expertise like detective work, analysis, mathematics… and so on. What are these?
He placed his hope on the last two, or rather, the last man. Slowly, Zhou Rong’s eyes burned. As Thousand Cities’ youngest president, he rose to power with his accurate observational skills and eye for talent. This enabled
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