I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 290 Did You Use a Cheat Code? (56)

Beside Rongyuan, a ghost bride dressed in red was startled and couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, how did you figure that out?"

"The gait is wrong. It's clearly a left leg injury, but it's acting like a right leg injury. I request a surgical examination."

Before Rong Yuan's request was fulfilled, the cultivator in front of him suddenly jumped up.

His head turned 180 degrees up and down, and a crack appeared from his throat all the way to his navel, revealing a small old man in red inside.

The other person held the bones inside, mimicking the driver's movements by making strange gurgling sounds, and then released a large number of bones into the surrounding area.

However, the opponent was too young, and as soon as he was exposed, a temple keeper unfurled the Emperor's Banner and killed him on the spot.

After burning the remaining limbs, the temple keeper said with dissatisfaction, "These outlandish gods are disgusting."

“Yes,” said one of the judges who had been temporarily transferred, holding his keyboard. “The thought of possibly working with this kind of guy makes me feel disgusted.”

After confirming that there were no remaining limbs, the temple keeper turned to look at Rongyuan, his gaze immediately softening.

He gave a thumbs-up and exclaimed sincerely, "Awesome! Keep it up!"

Rongyuan quickly returned the greeting, his heart overflowing with gratitude.

So this is what it's like to have a job that brings so much satisfaction.

Moreover, the thought that his work was serving Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva gave Rongyuan a sense of satisfaction that transformed into a sense of responsibility, making him love his work even more.

The same is true elsewhere.

The ghost cultivators from the Yan Ye Human Emperor Banner were initially a little nervous, but they relaxed after realizing that the other party's disguise was not very sophisticated.

Like Rongyuan, they also found their work very fulfilling.

Every time the imposter is exposed, they feel others looking at them with admiration.

Even though they were weak, they could still exert their power on the battlefield of the Outer Gods. The strong sense of participation filled them with pride and emotion, and they were even more grateful to Chenguang for creating "Tianyuan Inspector".

Eight hours later, Rongyuan began his shift break.

Concentrating is tiring, and although he really wanted to rest, Yan Ye forcibly stopped him from working overtime.

"Mr. Chen once said that overtime is a sign of incompetence among managers. They lack the ability to plan and organize effectively, and they can't see the capabilities of each individual. They can only improve efficiency through the simple and crude method of overtime. However, he has always believed that this is a drain on resources and a form of torture for employees. Although I don't quite agree with this idea, I think Mr. Chen must have his reasons for doing so."

After listening to Yan Ye's explanation, Rong Yuan remained silent for a while before reluctantly agreeing to Yan Ye's arrangement.

Just as Rongyuan was about to find a place to rest, he saw a group of ghost brides and judges walking over awkwardly.

They huddled close to Rongyuan and said cautiously, "Senior brother, you were amazing today! Can we learn from you how to spot imposters?"

Looking at these eager junior brothers and sisters who hoped to serve Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Rongyuan felt that he understood President Chen's intention.

Eight hours belong to the company, eight hours belong to yourself, and the remaining eight hours belong to everyone.

They are a unified whole. If experience is kept only to oneself, then he can only find a very few imposters.

But if everyone learns it, then imposters will have nowhere to hide, and it might even develop into a discipline, making it easier for newcomers to identify these guys. Thinking of this, Rong Yuan immediately said, "Of course, but before that, why don't you all play with this dream first?"

After Rong Yuan recommended "The Heavenly Origin Inspector," before long, a large number of ghost cultivators in his area began to explore this dream and became addicted to it.

Then, the monks who had passed the inspection also curiously came over and asked in confusion, "What are you playing?"

"Tianyuan Inspector is so much fun!" said a soaking wet water ghost. "It's eighteen yuan a copy, and the expansion packs are free and plentiful. I recommend playing them in order."

Although I don't think the things ghosts like to play can be that fun, eighteen yuan isn't expensive, and he needs some entertainment too.

So he also downloaded "Tianyuan Inspector" from the Dream Platform.

An hour later, he woke up with a start, exclaiming in surprise, "This dream was incredible! Chenguang? I'll remember that name!"

"Impressive, right? But let's not play with his previous dreams."

"Okay. Let me ask you, how did you overcome the natural disasters? I feel like the later compound natural disasters are too difficult. And is my brother really an incarnation of Ksitigarbha? Can he really be resurrected later?"

"This is easy to solve, I'll teach you."

After hearing the water ghost's explanation, the cultivator suddenly understood and then said curiously, "I didn't expect our hobbies to be so similar. I thought that ghost cultivators would have very eerie dreams."

"That's a misunderstanding. If I hadn't accidentally drowned back then, I wouldn't have become a ghost cultivator. I scored 398 on the college entrance exam back then."

"What a coincidence, me too, but I didn't drown. Is ghost cultivation interesting?"

"Yes, all the zombie brothers and sisters here are talented and speak very nicely. I love it here. However, the job market for ghost cultivators is too narrow, and employers discriminate against them. The minimum wage is only 1,500, which is about the same as that of a high school student."

"How pitiful. By the way, I see you're a water ghost, brother. I happen to have an underwater exploration job. Are you interested in coming to help? You don't need to come every day, just occasionally come out to help retrieve something. Five thousand each time."

"That's fantastic!"

Dreams are not only a means of entertainment and a tool for learning, but at this moment they also become a bond for communication among cultivators.

Many people have discovered that some ghost cultivators didn't actually have a choice in the first place; they were unlucky enough to die young and had no choice but to become ghost cultivators.

After the icebreaker began, exchanges ensued, bringing life back to the previously quiet Fengdu University.

Moreover, as everyone interacted, the sales of "Tianyuan Inspector" also increased, breaking through one million in one night, and it continues to rise.

In Chen Yu's case, both negative and positive emotions are slowly increasing, and due to the expansion of the base number, they show a continuous increasing trend.

Seeing this change in trend, Chen Yu was excited.

Negative emotions were rising, while positive emotions were transforming into current power. This phenomenon made him even more excited to participate in the slaughter of demons, continuously slaying the demons in the sky one by one.

Upon seeing Chen Yu, who was as white as the rising sun, the company executives hiding in the shadows stared in disbelief and pulled "Xu Zilong" aside, asking, "Young Master Xu, what's going on? Why does that white demon look even more terrifying?"

Xu Zilong also looked at the white evil spirit in the sky, feeling completely lost.

What is this guy doing?

Did you cheat?!
(End of this chapter)