Chapter 8 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

Ooh, head hurts!

When he regained consciousness in a dazed state, Chen Hao felt as though he had been knocked out from the back of his head with a rod. The heavy and painful sensation made his face twist in agony.

Rubbing the back of his head vigorously, Chen Hao sat upright and looked at his surroundings.

It was bright outside the windows. From the looks of it, it was almost noon. The rumbling noises from his stomach made it clear he had woken up because he was too hungry.

Slowly, Chen Hao recalled what he was doing before he fell unconscious and couldn’t resist laughing bitterly. “Indeed, I’m not powerful enough. Blessing magical artifacts is too taxing on my body.”

With a sigh, Chen Hao got out of bed. After he blessed them, those two objects now seemed to have a spiritual nature about them. The more he looked at them, the more pleased he felt—whatever conflict he had felt earlier dissipated.

Suffering a little to obtain two magical artifacts was totally worth it.

Eh, why so many missed calls?

Chen Hao was instantly startled when he tapped open his phone.

On his phone interface, it was indicated that he had more than thirty missed calls and more than ten text messages. The minute he saw the name, the corner of Chen Hao’s mouth twitched, and he thought to himself “Oh crap.”

The missed calls came from Sister Wang, his immediate superior.

A sense of doom washed over him. He had been so focused on his mission and the blessing of artifacts that he completely forgot he still needed to go to work. Come to think of it, he had skipped work yesterday, and today…

Chen Hao looked up at the skies, helplessness was written all over his face.

Seems like he was about to lose this very decent job.

Chen Hao hurriedly tapped open his phone and returned Sister Wang’s call.

The other party answered nearly instantly and a female voice bellowed over the phone.

“Chen Hao, what’s the matter with you? You think you’re still in school and you still have two days off?”

Chen Hao held the phone away from his ears. After she was done screaming at him, he then said into the phone, “Sister Wang, sorry. I ran into something, so…”

“Don’t tell me so-and-so passed away in your family, and also don’t tell me who you offended and how you’re being bullied. You’re not acting in a TV drama. Chen Hao, if you don’t feel like coming to work, just resign. I promise you I’ll approve it. Don’t bring your darned habits from your school days into the company,” Sister Wang continued ranting. Then, without waiting for him to reply, she hung up.

Chen Hao was speechless.

Okay, that’s a gone case.

It was okay, though. Ever since he found the Pleasure Helping Spirit System, he did not view highly this ordinary job anymore. Perhaps this was an opportunity for him to break free.

Chen Hao took a deep breath and quietly resolved to do his best to accomplish the missions so that he could achieve something as quickly as possible. Only then would he become a true master and make his riches with his abilities to bless artifacts.

Chen Hao made another call.

“Hur hur, I was just thinking of calling you, Brother. Surprisingly, you made the move first. We’re indeed connected by telepathy,” Zhou Gang said cheerfully when the call got through.

Chen Hao’s mouth twitched.

What a glib tongue. He’s indeed someone adept at playing the political game in an organization.

“Brother Zhou, I’ve prepared the gift for your daughter. Are you free now? I’ll bring it over right away,” Chen Hao said with a smile.

Zhou Gang replied, “Of course. My wife is out buying groceries. Do come over now. The two of us should have a good drink.”

Chen Hao accepted the invitation.

After hanging up the phone, he took a shower and changed into clean clothes, before leaving the house with his two magical artifacts.