Chapter 3

"Would the host like to continue the draw?"

"Continue, of course. Wait, can the draws be accumulated and then drawn all at once?"

"Yes, but the total number cannot exceed seven times. Any excess draws will automatically disappear."

Damn, even that? Then I'll just draw honestly. Maybe I'll have good luck today and get some good things.

The little red figure disappeared, turning into an orange silhouette. But why is he shading his eyes with his hand? Does he think he's Sun Wukong with the Fire Eyes?

I gently flicked the gourd, and it indeed spun rapidly, completely uncontrollable. Forget it, let's see what luck brings, stop.

The gourd slowly decelerated, passing the little orange figure, the little pill, and then, damn, it didn't pass at all, stopping on a blank space!

"Sorry, the host didn't draw anything this time. As compensation, the host will receive 1,000 RMB."

What the heck, which of these things isn't better than 1,000 RMB? How could I draw nothing? 1,000 RMB as a consolation prize, well, better than nothing. I still have one more chance, I must draw that ancient mirror; it's worth a lot of money.

I gently flicked it again, patiently waited for three seconds, and then shouted, "Stop."

The ancient mirror was missed again, the little orange figure passed, so there's no ability reward. 10,000 RMB passed, the spider, no, no, no~~

"Congratulations, the host has drawn a Level 2 Constructor Certificate (Civil Engineering). This draw is now over, and the remaining draw times are zero. We welcome you to come back next time."

Zhang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, kicked out of the Spirit Gourd space.

Scared me to death, I thought it was a spider. Luckily, it was just a certificate, and it's one he really likes, the Level 2 Constructor Certificate. It will be very useful when he goes back to look for a job. Last year, he didn't pass the exam, but others passed easily, probably because he never studied (only read novels online).

Zhang Jian clenched his fists, feeling a surge of strength. He stretched his hands under the bed and easily lifted the over 200-pound double bed with no effort.

Hahaha, amazing, so amazing. Even if he doesn't use it for work, just for fighting, he would be invincible. Who could withstand his punch? A ton of force, even a boxing champion couldn't match it.

Excited, Zhang Jian lifted everything in the hotel room that could be lifted, then sat down on the bed. He wasn't tired at all, feeling like he had endless energy.

Zhang Jian is only 1.72 meters tall but weighs 182 pounds, a fat guy in others' eyes, a chubby boy in his parents' eyes.

Although he was somewhat strong before, with his body getting fatter, he hasn't felt this energetic for a long time. His beloved basketball, he hasn't touched since he started working.

Every day, he just moved around between the construction site, office, canteen, and dormitory. Since his position was in budgeting and settlement, he didn't move much, and he got fatter and fatter. The food at the company wasn't great, and he often went out drinking. Plus, smoking and eating at midnight (often staying up late), he got more and more flabby.

Now, drawing this ability made him feel the long-lost vitality, even better than his best high school days. Thank you, Spirit Gourd, thank you to the unscrupulous merchant who sold him the Spirit Gourd, no, a conscientious merchant.

Such a precious thing, sold for only 688 RMB, like giving it away. When he gets rich, he'll send him a banner (Old Four asks: no money? Just a banner, a few dozen RMB, you're really stingy), thanking him for selling the Spirit Gourd to him.

Hey? Where's the Level 2 Constructor Certificate? Why can't I see it? Did it get stuck under the bed? This is a stepping stone for job hunting, along with his assistant engineer certificate and cost estimator certificate, maybe even the best one, and it cost one draw, can't lose it.

He lifted the hotel bed again, nothing. He shook the blanket several times, nothing. On the table, in the bedside cabinet, nothing. Where did it go?

He touched the mark on his wrist and called the Spirit Gourd spirit.

"Does the host have any questions?"

"Yes, where's the 1,000 RMB compensation for the second draw? And where's the certificate from the third draw?" Zhang Jian asked anxiously.

"In the Spirit Gourd space. These are physical items, not abilities. The host can't take them out unless they are claimed. Would the host like to claim them now?"

Damn, why didn't you say that earlier? I searched the room upside down. But I wasn't tired, not even sweating.

"Claim, now."

After Zhang Jian said that, something appeared in his left hand, and he instinctively grabbed it. He looked and saw a stack of money and a certificate.

The money was 1,000 RMB. He folded it, and the sound was real. He looked at it in the sunlight, saw the watermark and the gold thread, and it seemed real. He rubbed it on the guestbook at the head of the bed, and it didn't fade, it's definitely real money!

Hahaha, I'm rich, I'm rich. In the future, I must take more tasks. Even if I don't draw anything, I can still get money. Why work, just count money at home (Old Four asks: 1,000 RMB per task, how many can you complete in a month? Counting money, have you seen real money? Zhang Jian: It's none of your business, I want to. What if I draw that gem-encrusted thing, sell it, and become a rich man?).

He quickly checked the certificate, a dark green cover with the words "National Level 2 Constructor Professional Qualification Certificate" printed on it. He opened it, saw his photo, specialty: Civil Engineering, issue date: November 1, 2012, and the red seal and steel stamp of the Longjiang Province Human Resources and Social Security Department. Everything looked real.

With the real money, Zhang Jian believed the certificate was also real. Now he was a registered constructor, even if only Level 2, he could sign and stamp documents like a real engineer.

"Hmm." Zhang Jian kissed the Level 2 Constructor Certificate and carefully put it in his suitcase. As for the 1,000 RMB, it was already in his wallet.

He packed his things, checked out, had a meal, and then took a taxi to Tianfu Railway Station. The train to the capital was tonight. His parents and brother were in the capital, doing some small business. Since he came back, he had to visit home.

Hearing that he had resigned, his family didn't say anything. They didn't oppose his going to Harbin to look for a job. They were all from Longjiang, so it was good to go back there.

After reuniting with his family for the New Year, he hurried to Harbin right after the 15th. A classmate picked him up, and even the rental was arranged, only the job was left.

Perhaps because of the winter break tradition in Northeast China, Zhang Jian seemed to have come too early. Now, the construction industry hadn't started yet. It was still icy outside, and even if concrete was mixed, it would freeze into ice lumps.

He was idle for over a month and didn't find a job until the end of March, still in budgeting and settlement. His certificates helped him a lot, allowing him to stand out in the job-hunting crowd, solving his immediate needs and giving an account to his family.

This book is already signed internally, feel free to collect it, it will definitely be completed. Any recommendations are greatly appreciated. Old Four thanks you.

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