Not A God

Chapter 50

For the newcomers to the company, the seniors who had been struggling to survive in this psychic company for a long time did not have any sympathy or anything like that. Those who were really kind would have died in the psychic missions over and over again, so there was only sarcasm in their eyes for those two foolish juniors not far away.

"Today is the day of the new round of mission distribution, those two people probably came a few days ago and didn't make it in time, so they didn't find out the truth about their jobs."

Another purple-haired man followed, looking at Yu Yan with glittering eyes. In the eyes of all the humans in this company, Yu Yan was a miracle. With his own hard work, he had reached the highest performance the company had ever seen in just two years, becoming a veritable strongest person, more powerful than many of the psychics in the company itself.

"Elder Yu Yan, just now I received the mission, it seems to be with you all the way ......"

"...... Is that so, that's just right, I'm tired of not knowing anyone in the team ......"

After listening to the chatter of the crowd, Yu Yan completely understood the identities of the two people opposite him and lost interest in Zen and Xin Yun, the two newcomers. He had just asked because he thought that one of the black-haired youths looked familiar and wondered where he had seen him before, so he subconsciously wanted to investigate, but now that he knew that they were indeed newcomers, he lost interest.

With this in mind, Yu Yan relaxed and start chatting with the group in a casual manner as he waited for the time to come for his mission. He had only made a pact with his company boss yesterday. The mission is a tricky one, and with these few cannon fodder as his companions, he can have a better chance of winning. The company's owner had also been given the task today, a tricky one, and with these fodder as a company, he would have a better chance of winning. Zen saw the oddly dressed guys laughing and giggling, so loudly that it seemed harsh in the empty work area.

Accustomed to the various oddities of this world, Kossu had little sense of these guys with dyed hair of all colours and odd costumes and averted his eyes. Then he saw that Xin Yun had already made the coffee and was trotting to the seven men's workstations, with a respectful look that made one feel a little bit of adult pungency. The coffee was very hot and there was no tray or anything to hold it, so Xin Yun could only carry one cup at a time, running back and forth, panting.

"......"

Zen stood to the side, watching Xin Yun's tired, sweaty head, and sighed slightly. The company is always closing down, so you can imagine what kind of life he usually leads. In such a situation, it is only natural that he would take his hard-earned job too seriously and behave in such a flattering manner towards some of his seniors who are not even close to him. As he thought about this, she saw Xin Yun handing a redhead a cup of coffee, but was reprimanded for making it too hot, and could only nod and apologise.

Seeing this, Zen frowned slightly, still having a soft spot for Xin Yun, a friendly senior, and helped him get a cup of coffee, heading in the direction of the strange seniors.

If it was too hot, wouldn't it be better to get a different cup?

"Senior Xin Yun, I brought you coffee."

His voice was faint as she placed the coffee in her hand on the red-haired man's table. This was the coffee that Xin Yun had brewed earlier, the temperature should be fine, Zen didn't feel it was too hot anyway, it was easy to bring it over.

"Thank you for your help!"

Xin Yun was actually prepared to be despised by his junior, even he despised himself for grovelling so much.