All living beings in hell

Chapter 104 Chapter 057:[-] - Insurance Salesman

After Mogang Ryoko left the office, I lit a stick of incense and took a nap for a while.

When he opened his eyes, the office was as quiet as before, and Yang Ou didn't come back.I became faintly worried, and walked out of the office to find him.Just when I opened the door, Yang oysters flew in through the skylight.

"My lord, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

The Yang oyster looked different—his original purple scales seemed to have become thicker, with a yellow halo.The body is thicker, and even the claws are sharp and reflect the light.

"Yang oyster, what happened? Are you okay?"

Yang Oyster's voice is also completely different from before, like a boy who has passed puberty, and his voice suddenly becomes thicker.

"My lord, I think my skills have improved."

"Is it because of the fire of the catastrophe?"

"Actually, when I inhaled the flames, I wasn't sure whether my skill could be transformed. If not, the dragon's body would probably be completely burned...so I saved it."

Yang Oyster opened his dragon claws, and a golden bead was safely placed in his palm.

"I was afraid that I would destroy my spirit body and my skill would decline, so when I rushed from behind the table to the front of the table, Shunzhuo took away the dragon ball that I and you had. It was urgent at that time, and I was inconvenient to inquire about the application. Please forgive me, my lord."

"It was originally the beads you gave me. It's okay, just take it back and use it."

"But this bead has only one effect, and I've already used it up." Yang Oyster looked a little frustrated, "The fire of the catastrophe is indeed more violent than I imagined. I'm entrenched in the branches of a tree and try to digest it with exercises." , but my skills are far from being able to resolve the fire. In desperation, I had to use Dragon Balls."

"What happened next?"

"The fire of the heavenly tribulation merged with the Qi of Qiankun in the Dragon Ball, and it turned into a powerful force that almost shattered the chakras of my whole body."

"But you managed to control the qi in the end."

"Yes, Master Writer," Yang Oyster opened his mouth, a gust of hot air came out with the breath of the dragon, he spat out a mouthful of flames on his claws, and the flames of the fire of catastrophe ignited steadily in his palm , "I have mastered the method of using the Fire of Heavenly Tribulation by relying on the Qi of the Dragon Ball, and my own skill has also undergone incredible evolution."

"Congratulations! Good news, good news!"

"Yes, Master Writer. Since becoming your Dharma protector, I have experienced unprecedented adventures, and my skills have also been rapidly upgraded. I am extremely grateful for this kindness."

"The point is that you made it through yourself, didn't you? Not everyone in the Three Realms can control the fire of the catastrophe, so you are the one who is amazing."

Yang Ou paused, then continued: "But there is only one thing, I am a little worried."

"You said."

Yang Ou glanced at the bookcase: "I'm getting bigger now, I'm afraid that small room..."

"It's okay, you can stay anywhere you want, as long as you don't scare away the guests."

Yang Ou thought for a while: "My lord, do you still have the dragon scale I gave you?"

I took out the purple scale from the sleeve, and the scale became thicker with the improvement of Yang Oyster's kung fu.

"Because the dragon scale is my body, its function is to facilitate the connection with me anytime and anywhere. As long as I speak to the dragon scale, I can hear it no matter where I am. My lord..."

Yang Oyster's tone slowed down, as if hesitating for something.

"You want to look elsewhere?"

"Yes... yes, my lord. I want to go to the human world to see what happened now, but I still want to be your protector."

"Okay, when I need it, I'll call you down."

"I know that you don't like asking for help, my lord, so..."

I interrupted him: "If you are still my guardian, then it is your job to protect me, isn't it? If it is your job, you don't have to worry about me having any concerns about sending out a distress signal. Don't worry, I will Make good use of your protector."

Yang Ou heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled: "That's good, my lord."

"One more thing."

"Sir, say it."

"This time you went to the human world in your own name. If you encounter other ghosts or ghosts, or human beings ask questions, you must not explain that you are my guardian, nor that you are working for hell."

Yang Ou lowered his head and thought for a while: "I understand."

"Okay, then you go, have fun!"

Yang Ou smiled and nodded, and rushed out from the skylight with a roar.

I closed the skylight, lit the lotus lantern at the door, and welcomed guest No. [-].

"Hello, writing, is it convenient now?" A young man's voice sounded from the door.

"Please come in."

A young man with a white collar wearing black-rimmed glasses, a white shirt and suit pants walked in.He has thick, medium-length black hair, brushed back submissively with gel, and tied in a ponytail at the back.Under the armpit of the young man's left arm was a brown leather briefcase, which looked very serious.

"What should I call you?" I asked.

"Prince Kai."

"Alright, Wang Zikai," I wrote his name on the rice paper, "what is the purpose of looking for me today?"

"I want to talk to the writer in detail about the danger index of your work in hell, and what kind of insurance service is most suitable for a civilian official like you."

I raised my eyebrows: "Now is my working time, not yours, Wang Zikai."

Wang Zikai took out several documents from his briefcase and put them on my wooden desk.I observed him, and the uniquely human smell wafted to the back of the table. He should have eaten fried pork with garlic moss and seaweed egg drop soup for lunch.

"This is the latest insurance service provided by our company to hell officials. After today's meeting, you can take a look." Wang Zikai tried to avoid contact with me, as if he was very nervous about the job of selling insurance .

"Okay, I see," I put the document aside, "Tell me about you, Wang Zikai, are you human?"

"Oh, yes, I am."

"And you should still be living in the world, it's just that your consciousness has descended into hell, right?"

"Yes, you are indeed a hell official! It's amazing!"

"What are you doing in hell?"

"As you can see, I'm an insurance salesman."

"Why sell insurance in hell?"

"Because there is no such service in Hell, this is a huge gap in the market. And Hell is so dangerous, I believe that many officials and ghosts need insurance. In fact, many humans who work in Hell Customs have already bought my Insurance."

"So the purpose of your coming to me today is to sell insurance?"

"I heard that you, the writer, were human before, and lost your life while working in hell. If you had bought our company's insurance at that time, your wife and children would have been able to get a large amount of accident insurance compensation!"

"I have no wife or children."

"Parents can too."

"I don't need it now."

"Yes, yes, you have completely become a hell official now, and you don't need human insurance. But we have other insurance options for you to choose from! For example, if you have an accident in hell, you can designate one of your Your cronies will take over your official position and continue to complete your work. At the same time, our company will also send special personnel to take care of you and hand over.

You can also buy for others.I know that most of you hell officials have protectors. If there is an accident with the protectors, we will help the protectors transfer the spell to the master and give compensation for the special magic weapon. Isn't it very cost-effective! "

"Did any clergyman buy your insurance? Except the humans at the customs office."

"Currently... currently some ghosts are very interested. Clergy officials, if you don't count the bull-headed horse face, there are not yet."

"Then do you know why?"

Wang Zikai put his hands on his knees and said loudly: "Please enlighten me, my lord!"

"I don't know what the working methods of other priests are like. I can only talk about writing. Even if my soul disappears into hell, I will not appoint any cronies to continue this job."

"Why! Isn't finishing the job the most important thing for you priests!"

"Because of the irreplaceability of each official in his or her own position. As far as writing in the world is concerned, I am doing this job now, and the words brought to the world are like this. If someone else does it, the attitude towards these ghosts will be completely different. , The side of the story you see is also different, and the words you write will completely change as a result.

If I lose the ability to work ahead of time and hand over the rest of the guests to others, that would be dereliction of duty for the job.If it is dereliction of duty, it is better not to do it.

Doing nothing does not add more karma to the law of reincarnation.

If it's just me doing it for the sake of finishing it, then the job loses its own meaning. "

"What about your guardian? I just saw a dragon fly out."

"I don't need the spell of the guardian, nor do I need any compensation for the magic weapon. Things that don't belong to me are superfluous."

"I don't understand, isn't it the job of writing? There should be many people who can do it, why is it irreplaceable!"

"Then why are you in hell selling insurance and not someone else?"

"Because there are very few human beings who can go to hell! I found this business opportunity again! The right time and place!"

"Well, well, it seems that you are suitable for this job, but I am not suitable for your insurance. If you want to continue to sell, our conversation for today can also end here."

"Don't, don't be the writer. I haven't finished yet! I just want to ask, the working environment of your hell officials is so dangerous, don't you think that accidents will happen?"

"I thought about it."

"Then won't you make arrangements for your own funeral?"

"We are too dead to die anymore, what needs to be arranged for the funeral?"

"But...but..."

"Humans need insurance because besides themselves, human beings also have family members, lovers, and children to consider and take care of. In the material world, insurance is indeed a good way to rely on.

But in hell, most of us are working alone, with nothing to depend on.We can't use your tens of millions of indemnities, and if the magic weapon you promised is not suitable in our hands, it will be worthless.Have you ever thought that sometimes the vacancy in the market is not because of a good business opportunity, but because the market never needs this product? "

"This market must be needed. I have done research and asked a lot of ghosts. You are a hell official, you don't know anything about market research! You are talking about products with me, do your job well! "Wang Zikai sounded a little angry.

"Well, why do you want to make hell money? Or, what do you want to sell insurance in exchange for?"

"In exchange for your spells! Your abilities! Your treasures! These are rare things in the world. Any magic weapon, as long as it is handled properly, can be auctioned for several million! Isn't this an excellent business? !"

"You enjoy doing business."

"If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will destroy it. We businessmen are all like this."

"Well, then come on and make a lot of money in the world."

"The writing master really doesn't think about it?"

"Not consider."

"We still have personal injury insurance, if an arm or a leg is broken..."

I interrupted him: "I said, I'm going to see off customers if I sell insurance again."

Wang Zikai was a little discouraged: "Although you hit me like this, I will not let go of this piece of fat."

"If you like fat, love fat."

Wang Zikai stood up and put the documents on the table back into his file bag: "Anyway, it's not a day or two since I hit a wall."

"Come on, who do you plan to go to next?"

"I'm going to talk to Granny Meng."

"Oh, good luck."

Wang Zikai sighed and left the office.

(End of this chapter)