Chapter 1: Wrong Text Cultivation

The weather in January is chilly.

Zongze stayed alone in the rental house and didn't want to go anywhere.

He is a recent graduate, majoring in philosophy.

That's right, it's that major where the unemployment rate is as high as 5% and the underemployment rate is 51.7%.

It's all because he was young and ignorant and studied Socrates and Plato as majors.

A group of people who find it difficult to find a job now either do not have the right majors, or they can only find low-barrier jobs that do not require majors, such as sales.

It is said that philosophy can provide ideological guidance for elegant art and top science.

In fact, apart from giving Zongze a relatively open-minded mentality, philosophy only left the problem of random thoughts.

You can't just go up and recite Marx's philosophy to others!

So now Zongze is worrying about finding corporate internships and graduation thesis.

This time Zongze was at his wits end.

After pressing it for half a minute, the phone was not turned off and still maintained this interface.

In this way, the time soon came to after ten o'clock.

Instead, he pressed the standby button.

A huge exclamation point appears above the character logo in the upper left corner.

[The road to immortality is long, but a single thought will bring you freedom]

This line of text twisted and slowly dissipated, directly entering the game interface.

There is a circular personal logo on the upper left, marked with the word "Zongze".

["Writing Cultivation"]

He seems to have no choice but to forcefully disconnect the power supply of his mobile phone.

"According to the routine of rogue mini-game software, you should be able to log out after logging in to the game, right?"

A brand new line of subtitles appeared, and it actually looked a bit ancient.

The thin and light notebook on the desktop still stays on the sending page of the mailbox.

"What are you doing?"

"It hurts my head!"

In the past, those senior students either went into seclusion and entered the public examination system, or they were engaged in related work such as cultural and educational undertakings, journalism and publishing.

After all, philosophy involves social ethics, logic, religion, management, aesthetics of thinking, and management philosophy of politics, economy, and technology.

The sudden brightness of the screen was not due to a message or phone call, nor was there any notification or prompt.

Start trying to force shutdown by pressing and holding the standby button.

Apart from this, there is no other information displayed on the phone screen.

The whole body came alive, rotating and displaying as his fingers slid.

There is no so-called registration and character creation, and there is no requirement for him to enter anti-addiction information.

He sat quietly at the computer desk.

According to the cases on [National Anti-Fraud APP], any operation at this time has certain risks...

They are: [Map], [Opportunity], [Secret Realm], [Cave], [Luggage], [Social]

Zongze murmured in his heart.

Surprisingly, the screen did not turn off.

Zongze tried to click.

Looking at the prompts on the interface, Zongze patiently clicked [Dongfu].

He thought of a possibility again, unplugged the power cord and connected the phone and computer.

So he decisively put the phone aside without making any clicks.

The attachments to my resume were copied almost to full screen, but the corresponding internship job was still not available.

[Acquire the introductory skill "Infinite Jue" (Volume 1)]

As Socrates once said: "I know nothing except the fact of my ignorance."

The mobile phone showed no intention of shutting down, and still displayed the plain white login page of "Writing Cultivation".

There are several data on the horizontal bar next to it.

The interface changed again, and a room also made of ink sketches appeared.

This made Zongze a little confused.

He squinted his eyes and muttered to himself.

His brows frowned slightly.

Thinking of this, he was decisive and directly clicked on the path to immortality.

Considering that there were only a few hundred yuan left in his bank card for living expenses, Zongze chose the former.

Zongze pulled out his hair frantically,

At this moment, the mobile phone placed aside suddenly lit up.

It's useless, but it seems to be quite useful.

The most outrageous thing is that this room is exactly the same as his one-bedroom rental house!

The location of the bed is circled above, and a prompt pops up at the same time.

He remembered that the last time he looked at his phone, there was still 29% battery left.

"Stuck on a white screen?"

The overall game interface is also very simple.

"Is your phone infected with a mini-game virus?"

When he reached out to pick up his phone to see what was going on.

Below there are several classification options.

If it is on standby at full brightness, it will run out of power in more than an hour.

"Forget it, I don't have any money anyway, why not try clicking to log in?"

Unfortunately, neither the PC nor the mobile phone responded.

"This rogue software seems a bit powerful..."

"Cultivation through writing?"

Then two lines of bold black characters in italics slowly emerged.

…

At this time, forced guidance began to appear on the page.

[Click on the cave to automatically practice]

"Do I need to remove the battery or flash the phone?"

The screen is no longer pure white, but has the texture of an ink painting.

Zongze muttered to himself in confusion and did not click to log in.

Sure enough, the interface of his mobile phone began to change.

There is also a guide arrow → at the end, and after expansion there are several question mark options.

【(Click to step into the fairyland)】

At eight o'clock in the evening, he put down the big bone lunch box in his hand.

[Please practice to the point where you are a master of martial arts and enter the next stage of guidance]

In the center was a full-length portrait of a simple ink painting. Zongze stared at it and found that it looked a bit like himself.

The surface of the mobile phone screen is a snowy white, with nothing shining brightly on it.

Zongze was confused for a while, but still did not choose to click. Instead, he tried to slide out. Unfortunately, the phone still did not respond.

As for functions and buttons such as return, volume, and voice assistant, they are all invalid.

It's just that I'm always a little uneasy, and from time to time I have to look at my mobile phone aside.

At this time, Zongze was facing such a dilemma.

More than two hours have passed.
To be continued...