Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Before Huang Wansan could finish speaking...

Jiang Chen angrily slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Wan San! Do you know that this kind of behavior constitutes taking a day off in lieu of your shift? Taking a day off in lieu of your shift!"

"What's the difference between your practice of taking time off and that of a demonic cultivator? No, you're not even a demonic cultivator anymore, you're an evil cultivator!"

"Do you know how much resentment will be generated in all the worlds after such a change of schedule?"

"That's probably enough for an evil cultivator to go straight from Qi Refining cultivator to Grand Luo cultivator. We must never have such evil thoughts again!"

"If you dare to continue doing this, you'll have to be careful when you go out in the future. There's no guarantee that someone won't feel too much pressure and will come up with a fully charged light stick to cheer you on."

After being reprimanded by Jiang Chen, Huang Wansan immediately fell silent.

"President, I'm sorry, my thinking was too narrow-minded."

Jiang Chen snorted coldly and continued.

"Hmph, I'll let it go this time. You're considering things from the perspective of the group and the company, which is fine, but you've overlooked another aspect."

"So, while the holiday disrupted production, it actually boosted consumption?"

"During the holidays, shouldn't those hard-working oxen and horses who have toiled at their desks and factories for months have a good time to eat, drink, and have fun?"

"Some young people might even take this opportunity to fall in love, get married, have a child, or go to school."

yes?

The eyes of the others in the conference room lit up.

This way.

These young people not only make money through their extravagant spending, but they also have time to get married and have children, which will revitalize the wedding and childcare industry.

The value they bring far exceeds the value of keeping them at their workstations.

When the child grows up, he'll be a good horse and ox again!

Then cattle and horses continue to take vacations, continue to get married and have children.
This directly achieves a fundamentally sustainable extraction approach!
Jiang Chen continued to explain the pros and cons at length.

“If we make monks work 996 all the time, they will be very tired and will just want to stay at home and play on their phones after get off work, and will not want to go anywhere.”

"Not only will his desire to consume decrease significantly, but other desires will also gradually disappear. After all, he's already so tired of living alone, why would he want to get married and have children?"

"In this way, wouldn't everyone be back to the state they were in when they were cultivating immortality? It's just that they've replaced cultivation with going to work."

"In the long run, this may lead to some people being under too much pressure, becoming mentally extreme, and thus taking revenge on society."

"This is extremely detrimental to the economy of all worlds, and also to peace across all worlds!"

Listening to Jiang Chen's analysis.

Everyone in the meeting room felt they had benefited greatly and took out their notebooks to frantically take notes.

soon.

The Wan San Group, along with various immortal abodes and cities, have all issued notices announcing that the Wan San Group will be holding National Day activities and taking a holiday.

The entire universe was in an uproar.

Whether Wan San Group organizes activities or not is none of their business.

But holidays are extremely important!

Fake?
Where in the cultivation world would such a thing come from?
Whether it was the era of sects in the past or the current era of working.

Who dares to take a holiday?

Who gets a day off?!

Before Wan San Group, there was no such thing as a holiday in the entire Three Realms.

Everyone wishes they could spend every single day of the year cultivating themselves, just so they could become immortals (become a Great Luo Immortal) as soon as possible.

Consider this period of seclusion as a break.

Following Wansan Group, although a five-day work week with two days off was implemented,
And it was subsequently imitated by sects and enterprises in the Spirit Continent and the Immortal Realm.

However, it is important to note that...

This is only applicable in the early stages of development!

Subsequently, the market continued to expand, and the business volume increased.

Everyone wants to make a lot of money while they're young.

After all, if you take a day off, you're essentially wasting a day's wages.

And the boss won't allow it!
In this era of opportunity, if employees take a day off, competitors might gain an extra share of the market.

Therefore, under constant involution, the two-day weekend began to become a combination of long and short weekends, the combination of long and short weekends began to become a single weekend, and the single weekend became no weekend at all.
Wolf culture has become the corporate culture of countless sects.

In the end, only Wan San Group still insisted on a two-day weekend.

This is why everyone in the myriad realms is desperate to join the Wan San Group.

When the Council of Universal Security announced a seven-day holiday.

It's hard for everyone not to be excited.

"Waaaaah, I can finally have a vacation! I'm so touched! I felt like I was going to die on the assembly line if I didn't get a vacation soon!"

A goblin was incredibly excited as he held his phone.

He didn't work overtime voluntarily.

But ever since the goblin race began their journey of working in all the worlds, a famous saying has circulated among them: "If you don't do it, there are plenty of goblins who will."

This sentence hung like a sword over the heads of all goblins.

During this time, he also wanted to go to the human archmage to perform a race conversion ritual.

Turn yourself into an undead goblin.

This way, he won't be overworked, thus making himself more cost-effective in the boss's eyes.

But the race conversion ritual was too expensive; even if he didn't eat or drink, it would take him decades to save enough.

I never imagined that I would actually have a holiday to rest now!

"Phew~ a seven-day holiday? I can finally take a few days off, damn it! I'm dreaming about building houses right now."

A certain civil engineering cultivator breathed a long sigh of relief.

With the massive development of countless worlds, civil engineers certainly had a blast and made a fortune.

But in such a high-pressure work environment, he simply didn't have a chance to spend it.

Today they might be in the Immortal Realm, tomorrow they might be in the Western Fantasy Continent, and the day after tomorrow they might be in another dimension.

He's currently in a lower-level plane where he doesn't even have a place to wash his feet, so earning more spirit stones is pointless.

"Thank you Wan San Group, thank you Security Council, thank you CEO! I can finally go back to the Spirit Qi Continent and enjoy myself!"

Inside the Wan San Group's designated assistance office for the Troll race in the Western Fantasy Continent.

A cultivator from the Spirit Qi Continent shed tears of excitement upon seeing the holiday announcement on his phone.

As one of the earliest grassroots support personnel dispatched by Wan San Group to the Western Fantasy Continent.

He hasn't returned to the Spirit Continent for many years since he was sent here.

Although there are weekends off.

However, there were just too many miscellaneous things going on in the troll tribe, and coupled with the trolls' low intelligence, he had to solve many problems, leaving him no time to spare.

He wiped away his tears.

My mind has already started to conjure up images of reuniting with my sect, fellow disciples, and elders.

Inside an office building in the celestial realm.

One of the immortals sitting at his workstation couldn't help but shout out excitedly as he looked at the notification on his phone.

"Holy crap! Seven days off in a row?! Finally, I don't have to reply to those stupid customer messages anymore! I'm definitely going to have a good time during these seven days."

A Golden Immortal at the next workstation quickly chimed in.

"Yeah, I've been working 996 for months on end. If I don't get a break soon, I feel like my inner demons are about to come out."

Someone immediately agreed, deeply moved. "Yeah, sometimes I think, I might as well let my inner demons possess me, since I can't stand working this class for even a day longer anyway."

Someone poured cold water on it.

"Heh, the inner demon isn't stupid. Why would it possess you? To work 996 for you, pay off your loans, or pay off your mortgage?"

"Let's not talk about that anymore. I heard there's a really nice lower-level plane called the Sand Sea. Shall we book a tour and go check it out?"

"Don't go! My friend said they rip off tourists there, the prices are ridiculously high."

"How about we go to the Holy Dragon Immortal Mansion? They have a project for exploring ancient ruins there. It's a real ancient site where you can find a lot of good stuff."

"No way! I've been there before, it's a total rip-off. I spent over 300 immortal stones and finally found a ring with an old man living inside. Later I found out that the thing was fake, and the old man inside was a damn AI. I even chatted with him every day. It was a real rip-off."

"How about going to the Crimson Flame Immortal Abode? It's a one-stop shop for bathing and barbecue, and I heard they have mixed-gender bathing. VIPs can even unlock more positions."

"What? There are actually such immoral and indecent places? I have to go and give them a good scolding!"

"Uh, aren't you guys going home?"

A cultivator from the Spirit Qi Continent asked with a puzzled look.

The immortals all laughed.

"Home? What home? We've been in the Immortal Realm for tens of thousands of years. Our descendants in the mortal realm have died out countless times and we're no longer close to each other."

"Going home? I'm fine with that. I haven't been an ascension person for long, and my grandson is still here. It wouldn't hurt to go back and visit him."

"But even if we go back, we can't go back like this, can we? We're immortals, after all. We should at least get a luxury brand flying car."

"Look at what you're saying. I don't have any immortal stones. If I did, would I not buy a luxury car?"

"Rent it!"

"Renting a flying car isn't enough. These days, who in their right mind still drives themselves? We can also rent a few professional actors from Half Moon City and have them go back with you."

"Wow? That's a great idea!"

"Have you heard about that high-end luxury brand, Zun, that's using Xian Energy's license plate? Doesn't it make you look prestigious?"

"Don't buy it! This was produced by a small sect; it has no prestige whatsoever."

Although the holiday hasn't arrived yet.

But everyone's hearts had already flown away.

Similar scenes are playing out in other parts of the myriad worlds.

With the holidays approaching.

University students from the Spirit Continent, as well as international students from all walks of life and migrant workers from all the worlds, packed their bags.

Looking forward to this Security Council-mandated holiday.

All major sects and forces also took a rare unified holiday, as the Security Council has regulations that stipulate that violators will face reporting and punishment.

The myriad realms witnessed an unprecedented grand occasion, with all beings from all worlds joining together to welcome this rare moment of reunion.

It was just past the end of the workday on the last day of the holiday.

Countless flying cars then headed towards the high-speed rail station.

Long lines of cars had formed early on the roads leading out of the city, and speeding cars were everywhere in sight.

These people are either tourists or visiting relatives in their hometown dimension.

Regardless of their race or status.

They were all dressed impeccably, their cars were spotless, and they were wearing the latest fashion items.

Many young men and women even got their hair permed.

Chen Jun was one of the many people returning to their hometowns.

After learning that he would have a seven-day annual leave, he bought a large amount of local specialties at the Immortal Realm Specialty Shop.

At this moment.

A strange sense of anticipation stirred within him, along with a hint of inexplicable anxiety.

Even though he was invisible when he was in the sect.

Even though he has now bought a house and settled down in the immortal realm.
But after hearing that there would be a holiday.

The first thing that came to his mind was returning to the sect where he had spent hundreds of years in the lower realm.

Seeing the severe traffic jam, he opened the Douyin group chat for the "Yunhai Sect Family".

At this point, someone had already sent a message.

[Sect Leader Yunhai: Where are you all? When are you returning to the sect? I've already arranged for people to start preparing food. Is there any dish you particularly want to eat?]

Saw this message.

Chen Jun casually took a picture of the traffic jam ahead and posted it to the sect's group chat.

[Sect Master, I'm still stuck in traffic. I estimate it will be a while before I arrive.]

As soon as he sent this message, the other disciples in the group also posted their current locations.

[Sect Leader, I will definitely arrive before noon tomorrow.]

[Sect Leader, I want to eat sweet and sour pig's trotters!]

[Haha, junior brother, you've hit the nail on the head. When I was a kid in the sect, I only got to eat this twice a year. Now I've eaten a lot of delicious food, but I still crave this one taste.]

[Sect Leader Yunhai: Good, good, I'll make several more portions. You can take any leftovers with you.]

[Sect Leader, hey, you guys eat first. I haven't managed to snag a train ticket back to the Spirit Qi Continent yet, so I'm still waiting at the high-speed rail station in the Western Fantasy Continent.]

[Sect Leader, I won't be going back this time. My barbershop has been doing very well these past few days, and I'd like to earn some more spirit stones.]

【Master, I'm not going back this time either. I'm going on a trip with my girlfriend.】

[Sect Master, I'm currently on the Desolate Continent. There's no direct high-speed rail from here to the Spirit Continent; it might require several transfers. You don't need to wait for me this time.]

Looking at the messages in the group, Chen Jun was filled with emotion.

Back when Douyin was just starting to gain popularity in the Spiritual Continent.

The Yunhai Sect was popular for a while, but as the hype died down, it quickly returned to calm.

In addition, the sect leader made several wrong decisions: he did not join the Land of Joy when he should have, he did not sell land when he should have, and he did not enter the Western Fantasy Continent when he should have.

The sects gradually declined.

Today, apart from a mountain that can't be sold for a good price, there are no other industries.

From top to bottom, everyone in the sect had no choice but to go out and work.

This resulted in the sect leader and a few disciples guarding the mountain being left alone in the vast sect.

This is something that would be hard to imagine in the Spirit Continent.

After all, if the sect leader of the Spiritual Continent had even a little business acumen, the sect disciples wouldn't have been reduced to having to leave the Spiritual Continent to work in other planes.
I heard there's a holiday this time.

The sect leader immediately tagged all the disciples, urging them to return for the festival.

But even so.

Many disciples were unable to return for various reasons.

Just then, the traffic that hadn't moved for a long time finally started moving.

Soon, Chen Jun also successfully boarded the dimensional train to the Spiritual Continent.

After boarding the vehicle, he discovered that the carriage was filled with spiritual beings returning to the Spiritual Continent from the Immortal Realm. After all, spiritual beings all wore head coverings, making them highly recognizable.

"Hey? Isn't this Senior Brother Chen from the Cloud Sea Sect? You're also returning spiritual energy?"

A male cultivator exclaimed with delight upon seeing Chen Jun.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun immediately turned his head to look to the side.

"Ah? Senior Brother Huang from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"

"It's me, it's me, haha, I didn't expect Brother Chen to recognize me."

As he spoke, Senior Brother Huang subconsciously prepared to offer cigarettes, but halfway through, he remembered they were on an interdimensional train and quickly put the cigarettes away. (End of Chapter)