Chapter 41

Just as Xia Tianqi was inwardly cursing, the middle-aged man suddenly handed him a fountain pen from the opposite side and reminded him:

"Alright, if there are no issues, sign the contract."

"Does that mean I don't have to sign if I have problems?" Xia Tianqi couldn't help but joke.

"You can choose not to sign. It's not mandatory, but in that case, you won't be protected by the company. Your effective contract will still be the internship period."

The middle-aged man, who seemed to dislike jokes, suddenly had a gloomy expression.

"Alright, I was just saying. After all, there's no choice, right?"

Xia Tianqi shrugged helplessly, then took the fountain pen to sign the contract, but was stopped by the middle-aged man:

"You can sign anywhere on the contract, but the fountain pen has no ink."

"A fountain pen with no ink? What did you give me this for!"

Xia Tianqi felt the middle-aged man was deliberately playing with him. Moreover, when he flipped through the contract, he found it very problematic, as it was no different from the internship contract he had signed before.

The content was still a blank page, with not a single word visible, just like a stack of white paper randomly stapled together.

"Why are there still no words on the contract?"

"The company's rules are like this. I'm not sure about the specifics, but the contract isn't blank. It just can't be seen under normal circumstances. As for the ink, you need to solve it yourself."

"Solve it myself? Are you kidding me? Do you want me to squeeze some of your urine in?"

Perhaps thinking the middle-aged man was a formidable supervisor, Xia Tianqi quickly laughed and said:

"I was joking. But asking me to get the ink myself is a bit too much. Unless I go buy some now."

"The ink can only be your own." The middle-aged man suddenly said something that completely stunned Xia Tianqi.

"Really urine?"

"It's blood!" The middle-aged man, unable to tolerate Xia Tianqi any longer, emphasized:

"You need to use your own blood as the ink for the fountain pen to sign the contract."

"Use my own blood?" Xia Tianqi couldn't help but frown and asked uncertainly:

"Is this also part of the company's rules?"

"Yes, there's no other choice. You can only use your own blood as ink to sign the contract, making it effective."

After saying that, the middle-aged man urged again: "Sign it quickly."

Xia Tianqi looked at the already impatient middle-aged man, then looked at the fountain pen in his hand. He felt that the company, from top to bottom, was embodying two words—perverted!

Not just a little perverted, but super perverted.

"I wonder if this thing has any bacteria."

Xia Tianqi unscrewed the fountain pen and saw that the ink cartridge was indeed empty. He sighed helplessly, patted the veins on the back of his hand, and then, with a bite of his teeth, inserted the pen tip into his skin.

"To be honest, it's my first time self-harming. Apart from the pain, it's actually quite nice."

Xia Tianqi frowned and deliberately said to the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man ignored him and lit another cigarette.

Seeing this, he had no choice but to stop talking and quickly drew some blood, then wrote "Xia Tianqi" in a wobbly manner on the cover of the contract.

As soon as he finished writing, even before he could hand the contract to the middle-aged man, it suddenly burst into flames and burned very quickly, leaving only a palm-sized piece in less than a breath.

What surprised Xia Tianqi the most was that words actually appeared on the contract!

Although it burned too quickly for him to read the specific content, he still caught some fragments.

"xxx Third Netherworld xxx"

"xxx Contract xxx"

Xia Tianqi looked at the contract, now completely turned to black ash, and the two terms clearly replayed in his mind.

"Third Netherworld? Contract? What do they mean?"

He looked up at the middle-aged man with confusion, hoping to get an answer.

"The content of the contract can only be seen during the moment it self-ignites, and only you can see it."

The middle-aged man said somewhat off-topic. Just as Xia Tianqi was about to interrupt, he continued:

"I can't answer these things for you because I don't know, and I'm not interested. Your curiosity is too strong, which isn't a good thing here. Let me give you some advice: knowing too much isn't necessarily beneficial. Just focus on surviving and enjoying yourself here."

Xia Tianqi felt the middle-aged man's words were like farting. With so many questions in front of him, how could he not think about them?

"If you really care about me and don't want me to think too much, why don't you tell me!"

Xia Tianqi cursed the middle-aged man in his heart, finding that he had encountered a lot of jerks recently.

Seeing that the middle-aged man clearly didn't want to say more, he didn't want to ask anymore. He believed that the questions troubling him would eventually be answered by himself.

A middle-aged man like this was at most a seasoned veteran, so he knew a lot. If he stayed in the company for a long time, he would definitely know more.

"After signing the formal contract, it will burn itself out. From now on, you are officially part of the company."

The middle-aged man said officially and then continued:

"Since you have signed the contract and become a formal employee of the company, you can now wear the honor watch on your wrist."

"Can I wear it on either hand?"

"Yes, as long as you can wear it."

Xia Tianqi followed the middle-aged man's instructions and put the watch on his left wrist. Then he heard the middle-aged man remind him:

"See the fingerprint on the watch face?"

Hearing this, Xia Tianqi subconsciously looked at the watch face and saw a fingerprint authentication bar that was moving up and down very quickly.

"Fingerprint recognition?"

"Something like that. Now, bite your finger and press it on the bar."

Following the instructions, Xia Tianqi bit his right index finger and pressed it on the bar. Suddenly, something seemed to drill into his mind, making a loud "buzz" sound, and even his ears started ringing. It took a while for everything to return to normal.

"What's going on? Why do I feel like a bug has crawled into my brain..."

At this point, Xia Tianqi suddenly thought of a word—contract.

He suddenly felt as if he had signed a contract in that moment, even though he had never experienced such a thing before and only knew the concept of a contract from the novels he read. But this feeling was hard to shake.

Just as Xia Tianqi was in a state of shock, he heard the middle-aged man's reminder:

"Now, look at the watch face again and see if there's any difference from before."