wear it lord god

Chapter 2634 Immortal Realm Workers 2
Seeing the appearance of Daoist Yuxuan, the clerk sighed softly and continued to explain.

"It's easier to become an immortal now than before. There's an overabundance of immortals in the celestial realm, and they can't even keep up with the demand. You should know that these three jobs are considered pretty good."

"The carp that leaps over the Dragon Gate can spit water after becoming a dragon, and wash dishes in the imperial kitchen and water plants on the street."

"The Pixiu, the ninth son of the Dragon King, was assigned the job of handling swill and garbage because it only eats and doesn't excrete."

"If even those rare and precious creatures of heaven and earth are like this, let alone humans. When your ancestor, the Ancestor Tianji, who ascended to immortality a thousand years ago first came here, he was skilled in thunder magic and went to the Thunder Department. He started as a menial servant and worked for five hundred years to become a senior member. He will soon be promoted to group leader."

"While there are still jobs available now, let's reserve a spot first. Who knows, jobs might not be so easy to get in the future, or the path to immortality might even be closed."

Yu Xuan Daoist was still in a daze for a while, his mouth slightly open, looking completely astonished.

It's normal to not understand; this is the treatment one receives after cultivating diligently and ascending to immortality.
Originally, I thought I could live a life of luxury, but after arriving here, I found myself like a junior disciple who had just entered the sect, starting as a menial servant, and I was even an outer disciple.

The clerk seemed to have anticipated this: "Think about it first, I'll continue to make arrangements, and let you know all at once at the last minute."

Then he looked at the register: "Marquis Wu'an, right? Choose one: guarding the North Heavenly Gate, patrolling the Vermilion Bird Street, or doing odd jobs in the Imperial Stables."

The drop in status was enormous. He went from being a marquis and a saint to a lowly soldier on guard duty, or even a patrolman or a stable handyman.

While Marquis Wu'an was also in a daze, Xining quickly continued to receive the memories of the original owner.

In the previous storyline, the main character had three choices: the Flower Fairy, the Dew Fairy, and the assigned maid.

Because she lacked the skills to dance, sing, or play musical instruments, she could only work as an ordinary waitress or maid.

As a princess, she was always served by others, so how could she possibly serve others? Besides, she was waiting to be assigned a position, so she certainly wouldn't be assigned to the immortal; she would definitely start from the lowest level of the palace.

The Dew-Collecting Fairy carries a jade bottle and collects morning dew and night dew twice a day from celestial flowers and herbs for various uses. Although it's only twice a day, it requires getting up before dawn and braving the night wind. Therefore, the original owner rejected this idea.

In the end, I chose the Flower Fairy.

At first, they did a good job. Whenever a deity traveled or there was a major festival, they would follow the other fairies, carrying flower baskets and flying ahead to scatter flowers.

It's easy work, but doesn't make you lose face.

But after hundreds of years, the mortal world's aesthetic standards changed. Her plump and rounded figure became disproportionately large and small, and her once peaceful and prosperous face became a face shaped like a snake with shaved bones.

Furthermore, after watching it for hundreds of years, people grew tired of it, so the original owner was laid off.

Yes, I was laid off.

Just like in the mortal realm, the celestial realm is a place of survival of the fittest. In addition to some merit points, the wages earned from work also include elixirs, spirit stones, or spiritual herbs and fruits.

Once you lose your job, you lose your home and your salary, and are thrown into the celestial labor market. You sleep on the ground, and when you wake up, you go to the employment agency to find work. Without the support of elixirs and spiritual objects that prolong life, your cultivation and merits will slowly disappear, and eventually your body will turn into a mortal, returning you to the mortal realm.

So, after spending half a year in the labor market, the protagonist begged and cried but still couldn't get a job, and finally fell to earth.

The mortal realm has changed drastically. The path to immortality has long been closed, mortals no longer know how to cultivate immortality, and there are no more kings.

The original owner was also unlucky, landing on a highway and being hit by a car the moment he touched down. He died on the spot, ending his life. His mission was simple: to find a job in the immortal realm that was both leisurely and respectable, lasting over a thousand years.

Because if you work in the immortal realm for a thousand years, you can become a formal long-term employee and you won't be laid off unless you commit a major offense.

Xining...

For someone who is neither good at literature nor martial arts, yet still wants a life of leisure without losing face, they must be the daughter or sister-in-law of a celestial being.

The original owner of the body had actually considered a marriage alliance, finding a powerful patron to marry him and become his wife. However, the celestial realm was different from the mortal world; only high-ranking immortals had the right to find celestial partners, and even low-ranking celestial officials didn't have this right. Other lowly Karami like her were just working beasts of burden, with no right to marry at all.

The clerk also offered advice: "Although the winter winds are biting cold at the North Heavenly Gate, it is part of the Heavenly Army and they receive military pay. During the three months of winter, they receive a monthly allowance for charcoal fires to prevent freezing, which is equivalent to a magic pill or ten spirit stones per month."

After standing there for a long time, Marquis Wu'an finally spoke, his voice loud and powerful: "You want me to stand guard? I am Marquis Wu'an, who commands thousands of troops. Three hundred thousand Northern soldiers are all under my command..."

“Not bad…” The clerk frowned slightly, clearly a little impatient with his job: “If it weren’t for your high prestige and merits among the common people, ordinary martial artists who become immortals would either be assigned to mine spirit stones or to cut down trees and quarry stones in the mountains. Even the sages of the Mohist school are laying roads and digging foundations. Think it over carefully and give me the result later.”

The clerk then turned to her, looked at the register and announced the names: "Fengjun Fairy, right? Flower-scattering Fairy, Dew-receiving Fairy, maids to be assigned, choose one."

“When the palaces are short of maids, they will come to select one. You will wait there while doing chores such as washing. But you need to be quick and efficient. If you know how to do hair and dress up, you are more likely to be selected.”

It means giving her the job of choosing a maid.

Xining immediately curtsied slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, Immortal Official."

The clerk was taken aback at first, but quickly replied, "No problem, no problem. I'm just an ordinary clerk, not worthy of the title of celestial official."

Xi Ning smiled and said, "You are too modest, celestial official. The registrar is a ninth-rank official in the mortal world. How could I be unworthy of your guidance? I am a newcomer here and it is my good fortune to receive your guidance."

Actually, the clerk is quite good. If it were someone else, someone who has been advising newcomers to the workplace for thousands of years, their attitude might be quite different.

Hmm, you're teachable... The clerk stroked his goatee, a rare smile playing on his lips: "You're so clever and quick-witted. If your luck comes and you're chosen by a celestial being, you might get used to it and not want to change. If you're not chosen, you can still do laundry and clean, or help out in various places; that'll keep you busy."

"Thank you, celestial official. Then I will become your maid." She bowed slightly and nodded, her attitude respectful and polite.

It's rare to find someone who's clear-headed; most people can't adjust their mindset quickly enough, some have fiery tempers, and some even rely on their magical powers to make a scene.

The clerk suddenly found her much more pleasing to the eye.

Taking advantage of the brief moment, she quickly revealed her original strengths: "Reporting to the celestial official, I have no particular skills, but I believe I am quite good at embroidery. I wonder if it will be of any use?"

The clerk shook his head: "It's difficult. Do you know about Fairy Cai? She was intelligent and skilled in embroidery when she was young. She met a fairy who guided her to embroider a phoenix and dot its eyes, and she ascended to heaven on a phoenix. The flowers, birds, fish and insects she embroiders are all lifelike, as if they can be torn out of the cloth. Only she is qualified to put a needle on the cloud-patterned celestial robe."

Xi Ning sighed, "There are too many talented people in the immortal realm; it's like gods are fighting each other."

“However, the clerk thought for a moment, picked up a pen and wrote in the book: “Not every immortal can wear celestial robes. I’ll make a note of it for you. The more skills you have, the more opportunities you have.”

"Thank you, Immortal Official. You are so kind." Since it's never wrong to be polite, I'll bow and smile as much as possible.