Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 405 Creating One's Own Heavens
"I will help you with anything you ask, as long as I can do it, as long as I have the ability! I will do my best!" Sun Yubai said sincerely.

Qiu Chuji countered, "Your abilities were all granted by the system. Now that the system has been removed, you've lost eight or nine tenths of your strength. What can you still do for me?"

While seizing a divine position in the ancestral land can indeed grant a certain bonus, this bonus is actually negligible.

Most people rely more on the foundation they have already cultivated and accumulated.

Moreover, Ma Liancheng became the god of the internet, and Sun Yubai probably can't even be considered the god of the internet now.

Upon hearing this, Sun Yubai's expression turned slightly bitter.

But he still said, "I will do whatever you ask. Whatever you need me to do, I will do it."

He knew very well that although the system had been stripped away, the entity that created the system and possessed him was still there, so he needed to seize the opportunity to cling to that powerful figure.

If Qiu Chuji can eventually cultivate to the level of a Great Luo Immortal, then no matter which master of demonic cultivation created this deceptive system, the other party will most likely not seek him out again.

Qiu Chuji thought for a moment and said, "I will give you a peach and a few pills. You should quickly recover your strength and stabilize your position as the God of the Internet so that this position can still play a role in your hands."

"Then, in addition to doing what I told you before, you also need to use the internet's big data to help me select some exceptional talents!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Yubai asked in confusion, "What exactly constitutes a special talent?"

"Those talented individuals who are truly weary of the mundane world!" Qiu Chuji replied.

Qiu Chuji's guardian deity position is incomplete because it only advocates protecting all living beings, but does not relate to the destruction of life.

In short, a deity who possesses virtue but lacks authority is unlikely to be remembered by countless lives.

After all, whatever Qiu Chuji bestows now, people will get used to it as it gradually becomes the norm.

Just as when most people can easily have enough to eat, it's hard to recall how hard it is to produce every grain of rice.

Qiu Chuji did not need people to believe in him, but he needed people to always remember him and to use him as a model to continue to create and pass on stories.

This is similar to 'legendary status'. When the legendary status increases, Qiu Chuji becomes ancient, mysterious, and powerful in the world of the heavens. When the concept of time becomes completely blurred, Qiu Chuji can cross that invisible threshold and become an immortal Golden Immortal.

Sun Yubai did not immediately agree to Qiu Chuji's request, but instead pondered for a moment.

Then he nodded emphatically: "Okay, but I need your help."

“Many people are watching me, and this kind of behavior, which involves real-world management, may cause some backlash.”

Qiu Chuji immediately created several thought clones that lasted longer and placed them next to Sun Yubai.

After giving all the instructions, Qiu Chuji left, taking the system that had been separated from Sun Yubai.

He planned to study this 'system' first and then dissect it to find out the parts that he could use.

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Six months have passed in the blink of an eye.

By this time, most of the people returning home have already shown up.

The struggle for the divine position has become increasingly fierce.

In some regions and countries, several large-scale wars have already broken out, harming many innocent civilians.

Meanwhile, as the time travelers return home, the environment of the entire Earth is constantly changing.

Deep in the mountains and forests, all sorts of strange beasts emerged.

In the ocean, a terrifying giant roams.

Above, flocks of birds began to attack aircraft in an organized manner, causing multiple aviation accidents.

Perhaps before long, most countries on this planet will become de facto islands.

Those countries with vast territories might even be divided as a result.

Without fast and efficient transportation like airplanes as a communication channel, government departments relying solely on the internet and telephone to frequently communicate about affairs in different regions could very likely lead to a loss of control at the local level.

It's not that just because the territory was vast in ancient times, it was still manageable, and the same is true now.

Times have changed, and there are too many variables.

China is relatively more stable, after all, its infrastructure is well-developed and its high-speed rail network is extensive, allowing for rapid travel to all parts of the country. Even if airplanes can no longer safely fulfill their responsibilities for communication and transportation, high-speed rail can supplement them to some extent.

Amidst this chaotic change, a special recruitment fair, orchestrated by Qiu Chuji and implemented by Sun Yubai, is taking place in Jiangcheng.

"What are your special skills?" asked a middle-aged man wearing gold contact lenses, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"I only do it because of my special skill!" The skinny, blond-haired boy, hands in his pockets, confidently started to unbuckle his belt.

"No need, I believe in you, you passed!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, avoiding any unnecessary psychological trauma.

Du Changqing, whose smile had spread across his face, instantly suppressed it and then glanced around.

This is a job fair jointly organized by nine schools in Jiangcheng at the National Expo Center!
How did such illegitimate interest groups manage to sneak in so brazenly?

No doubt about it, I'm reporting this.

Throughout his life, Huang was irreconcilably opposed to gambling and drugs.

"Annual salary of 150, no targets, flexible working hours, fixed working hours of no more than 15 days per month, five social insurances and one housing fund, social insurance paid at the maximum level, and in addition, you can enjoy a monthly bonus of 10 to 15 percent based on performance. Can you accept this?" The middle-aged man took out the contract and handed it to the blond man.

Huang...Du Changqing stopped his step, then moved forward a little further, a very professional smile on his face.

The blond-haired man smacked his lips, somewhat dissatisfied, but still bent down and signed his name on the table.

"This company is really great. If I get the job, I'll work here until I die."

"If I can live to old age smoothly in this increasingly chaotic world!" Several thoughts flashed through Du Changqing's mind, but he quickly took two more small steps forward... afraid that someone would cut in line and take his place.

Although the world changes every day, with things like the return of gods, the revival of spiritual energy, the awakening of all demons, and the roaming of a hundred ghosts at night, no matter how many absurd things happen, ordinary people still have to live their lives, earn money, and pay their mortgages.

Nowadays, people no longer pursue buying houses in the city center; instead, they try to squeeze into independent communities with strong security on the outskirts of the city.

This has surprisingly brought a new wave of development opportunities to the previously sluggish real estate market.

Some abandoned housing projects developed in earlier years have also been given a new lease on life.

After Huang Mao signed the agreement and exchanged contact information with the middle-aged man before leaving, Du Changqing immediately stepped forward and laid out the certificates he was holding.

Small-town test-takers lack sufficient social connections, so they have to work hard on their own. It's already 2026, the gods have returned, and the myth of college students ended almost thirty years ago. In this era, ordinary people need to know how to improve their self-worth in order to gain a place in the increasingly fierce competition. While his classmates were enjoying the carefree days of youth during their four years of college, Du Changqing maintained the same enthusiasm as when he was in his senior year of high school. He didn't waste his time, and these certificates are proof of his hard work.

Although they may not all be of high value, when their numbers reach a certain level, they still have a deterrent effect.

After all, in this new era of recruitment, cost-effectiveness is paramount. Employers will certainly be very satisfied if one person can do multiple jobs!
Who wouldn't love a cow that can produce milk and also perform in the arena?

"Sorry! You don't meet our hiring requirements." The middle-aged man glanced indifferently at the certificates Du Changqing had placed on the table.

Du Changqing: "My special skills are not bad either! And I even have abs!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Du Changqing: "Yes! But you can't turn a wheel, and you can't lift a 200-pound barbell!"

"Huh?" Du Changqing was stunned. What kind of bizarre request was this?
Is it really that hard to please a rich woman?

What are you doing? Picking them up and putting them on stilts!

"I doubt anyone can do that!" Du Changqing questioned.

"He's the one!" the middle-aged man said, pointing to the departing blond-haired boy.

Du Changqing fell silent.

In this filthy society, even prostitution requires connections and backdoors?

What reason could he possibly have to believe such a nonsensical reason?
“Take a deep breath. Inequality is also a form of equality. Society has its dark side, but overall it's still positive and upward-looking. I work day and night tightening screws, while he gets tightened by screws by rich women day and night. We both share a common future.” Du Changqing made his smile more natural: “Okay! Thank you! Sorry to bother you!”

"You don't believe me?" The middle-aged man was surprisingly persistent.

"I believe you!" Du Changqing said with absolute certainty.

During his freshman year, after failing to secure a scholarship, grant, and Party membership, he already knew what to believe and what not to believe.

Well, resources always flow to those who have the most of them. Excellence on paper is not true excellence, and grades on report cards are not true achievements.

Just as all rivers flow into the sea, they never reach the desert.

No! You don't believe me!

"Come, come, come with me!"

"I'll show you clearly!" The middle-aged man was still furious. He jumped out from behind the table with a hurdle-jumping move like a Dongguan local and grabbed Du Changqing's arm.

He then pulled a car key out of his back pocket.

drop···!
A long cry seemed to echo through time and space.

The two appeared at the same time in a place that resembled a stock trading hall.

On the huge electronic screen, red and green text flashed.

"The Alpha Squad has been completely wiped out in the third phase of the Journey to the West: Demon Extermination World. We are now recruiting a team of more than 20 experienced members to fill the gap."

"The Abyss Howling dungeon is currently stuck in the Succubus Territory. We are recruiting skilled players on an ongoing basis."

"American comics are in complete chaos, it's hard to tell them apart... We're now recruiting people who are well-versed in various American comics and fan-made products. Excellent compensation and benefits."

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The lines and columns of text plunged Du Changqing into a long silence.

Fortunately, he also uses Douyin (TikTok), so he was quick to learn.

This world changes so fast; if you weren't thick-skinned, you'd have gone insane long ago.

"Am I... in a game?"

"Who are you, the subordinates of the God of Games?"

"That Pierce from Northern Europe? That old scoundrel Miyazaki from Japan? Or one from China...?" Xie Changqing felt a chill run down his spine, but he still decided to find out.

He can be a gaming coach, and he can even do voice imitation and cross-dressing, as long as it's not a real offline solo kill...

In order to stand out in fierce competition, college graduates in the new era must have flexible bottom lines.

"neither!"

"We don't play games here!"

“They’re all real time travel stories. You’ve seen Infinite Terror, right? It’s the same as that!” the middle-aged man said.

"Our infinite world space was created by the God of Time Travel, and its time ratio is different from the outside world, reaching up to one hundred to one." The middle-aged man explained in detail, then looked at Du Changqing.

Du Changqing felt a chill run down his spine from the stare, but still asked sharply, "You said this isn't a game, there's no gimmicks here... Does that mean if you die in this alternate world instance, you're really dead?"

The middle-aged man affirmed, "Of course, the gains are real, and so are the deaths. However, we have a resurrection mechanism. Although it's a bit difficult, if your teammates are capable and willing to spend points, you can still be resurrected."

"Then...which dungeon is the safest? There's always a beginner's period, right?" Du Changqing asked.

The middle-aged man said in surprise, "Didn't I tell you? You're not suitable!"

Du Changqing sneered: "Don't be ridiculous! You've already brought me in, and you're just going to let me go like this? That's impossible!"

"That's impossible, but we can erase your memory. You won't remember anything that happened today."

"You don't think you're the first person to accidentally wander into such a huge job fair, do you?"

"I brought you in just to show you that you're really not suitable."

"After all, you still have a deep attachment to reality, no sense of death, and no particularly outstanding skills." The middle-aged man looked Du Changqing up and down, seemingly looking down on him.

Du Changqing felt a pang of guilt, but immediately replied, "I have a strong learning ability and a strong ability to take exams. How can these not be considered special skills?"

The middle-aged man thought about it for a moment, and then seemed to realize that it made sense: "That...makes sense!"

"However, since you want to stay, I'll tell you more about it."

The middle-aged man led Du Changqing to a statue of a Daoist ancestor and said to him, "You burn incense and kowtow to the Daoist ancestor. If the incense burns out normally, it means you have entered the Daoist sect and will be protected from now on. At least the first two worlds will be relatively safe and secure, with more mature training and leveling paths. After you have completed your training and returned, your success rate in challenging other dungeons will be more than 30% higher."

"If you can successfully join the Quanzhen Sect, your survival rate will increase to 50%. If you can become a disciple of Master Changchun... then you'll be incredible, instantly becoming a top figure in our infinite space!"

Du Changqing said, "Changchun Zhenren? Is that the guardian deity Qiu Chuji I know?"

"It's him!"

"What, didn't I say so?"

"He is the god of travel through infinite space!"

"This is his infinite world of countless realms!"

(End of this chapter)