Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 775 is complete? (12)

Finding a job in the Nether is not easy.

Many jobs require specific techniques and proficiency in various skills.

Take the sword cultivators working in the Sword Sect as an example. They not only need to be proficient in sword light techniques, but also need to be skilled in healing, acupuncture, treating external injuries, and shamelessly asking people to apply for loans.

Learning a cultivation technique in the lower realm is very expensive. Many cultivators need to take out loans to complete their studies, and most of their wages are deducted to repay the loans as soon as they are received after starting work.

In this situation, owning a house is a luxury, and having a means of transportation is impossible.

As for children... having children is impossible, absolutely impossible in this lifetime. They are not from aristocratic families, having children would be a complete waste of resources, so they absolutely cannot have children.

But if you don't have children and I don't have children, what will happen to the sect if we have no cattle or horses?
Some sects would thoughtfully help people buy their own lives, then burden them with huge loans to buy their own lives, forcing them to continue working like cattle and horses.

Moreover, because of the excessive use of the supplements, many sword cultivators suffered from swollen bodies, their internal organs becoming enormous from being soaked in the supplements, their heads becoming pointed, and their intelligence and integrity flowing out from the damaged parts of their heads, leaving only a rotting primordial spirit and exorbitant debts.

Previously, they could still work in the Sword Gate by relying on their sword light, but now, without work, they can only huddle together and stare blankly at the test questions given by Yao Guang.

The exam questions had been copied using magic, and each sword cultivator received a copy, which they then studied collectively.

However, their minds are too sharp, and their memory is less than ten bytes. After reading a line of text, they forget far more than they remember. After a few rounds, they only remember the punctuation.

Huddled together, the sword cultivators looked at each other, lost in confusion.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and said to the representative, "Boss, what are we going to do? I just sold some kidneys to pay off today's loan, and I don't know how I'm going to pay off tomorrow's."

"Quiet down, I'm thinking," the representative said, staring at the exam questions.

"Boss, how about we go check the relay station again? Maybe we'll find some work there."

“Impossible.” The representative shook his head and said, “I’ve looked at ‘Non-Sword.’ It doesn’t seem to use the sword light system, but rather a different system. It only consumes spiritual energy, which costs less than I thought. With just a few tens of millions, ‘Non-Sword’ can run for a year. We can’t sustain it for that long.”

"Indeed, let alone a year, I'd be in debt if I could only hold out for three days."

After a moment of silence, a sword cultivator looked at the representative and said admiringly, "Boss, you're the smartest sword cultivator. Can you come up with a solution?"

The representative gave a wry smile and continued looking at the exam questions.

To be fair, this test is not difficult; anyone with a little bit of magical skill can do it.

If sword cultivators could understand the question, they could also solve it using their existing spells and techniques, but that's precisely what they lack.

The representative realized this when he received the exam questions, but he didn't really have a good solution.

Just as he was having a headache, he saw someone walking towards him from a distance.

Just seeing the other person made him feel a surge of blood energy like a heat wave, causing him to squint.

Most cultivators had long since exhausted their vital energy and blood. They still looked like human beings on the outside, but their insides were like rotten wood.

But the young man before him was full of vigor, his vitality seemingly intertwined like steel wires, demonstrating exceptional strength and potential.

After staring at the other person for a moment, he quickly lowered his head, realizing that his gaze had been rather impolite.

Although he moved quickly, the other person still noticed his gaze and walked past the crowd towards him. Knowing something was wrong, he tried to lower his head to avoid the other person, but the young man continued walking straight towards him and then stood in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, were you looking at me just now?" Lin Yuan asked curiously.

"No... okay, yes."

"Um……"

After looking the representative up and down, Lin Yuan quickly realized that the person in front of him was not living a very happy life, except that there was something sharp in his eyes.

Looking around, Lin Yuan noticed that the other sword cultivators were eyeing him menacingly, some of them already with their hands on their waists, ready to launch a sudden attack at any moment.

This shows that the middle-aged man in front of her was very well-liked.

While most of the night is free, it also means that many things are not protected here. Under the cover of night, people can die inexplicably at any time. Unprotected lives are too cheap here, to the point that life itself is commodified.

Love is a luxury these days, but the fact that a middle-aged man is valued by so many people shows that the other person is also a highly respected individual.

What's even more interesting is that Lin Yuan sensed a familiar aura from the other person, which made Lin Yuan feel closer to them.

With a casual slash, the Heavenly Heart Sword Technique was unleashed. The clear and beautiful sword light was infinitely mysterious, causing the surrounding sword cultivators to lower their guard.

The atmosphere at the scene became cheerful again, and someone even patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile, "So you're a sword cultivator. I thought you were some kind of madman."

The middle-aged man smiled, but his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, gleaming with a probing light.

He told the other sword cultivators to continue thinking of a solution, then pulled Lin Yuan aside and whispered, "Sir, we mean no harm. We'll rest here for a while and then leave."

Lin Yuan also lowered his voice and whispered, "Don't worry, I mean no harm. But I want to know, what are you doing here?"

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man explained his purpose for coming here and said softly, "That's how it is. We sword cultivators have lost our jobs, but people still have to live, right? So we came here because we heard that the manager here is helping people find work."

"That's it."

Lin Yuan turned his head and looked at the hotel entrance, realizing what was going on.

The man asked for the question, and Lin Yuan looked at it carefully. He found that the question was indeed not difficult, and anyone with a little basic magic could do it.

The problem is that the sword cultivators here have difficulty understanding the meaning of the questions and need someone to help translate them in order to complete them smoothly.

After thinking for a while, Lin Yuan made a few marks on the paper, breaking down the problem into smaller parts and simplifying it as much as possible. Then he said to the middle-aged man, "Take a look now."

Upon receiving the question, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He immediately pulled over a sword cultivator, pointed at the question, and said, "Try it."

"Boss, what are you doing! If you don't understand, you don't understand. Even if you... huh?"

Looking at the question with a puzzled expression, the sword cultivator studied it carefully for a long time. Then, he picked up his tattered jade slip and made a few gestures, quickly completing the spell set required by the question.

Looking at the completed spell set, the sword cultivator gaped in astonishment and exclaimed, "It's done?"

(End of this chapter)