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"Alright. Have any of you read any novels about people changing jobs?"

"Is there some explanation for this?" one of the big shots asked, puzzled. "Did we come here today just to discuss novels?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

A young-looking person said, "I was about to retire back then, and I did read a bit of it. It was a novel about everyone changing jobs, and the plot was something like this..."

After hearing the explanation, everyone was stunned and looked at Su Xiaoxiao with shocked expressions.

"Miss Su, could it be that our world is about to enter an era of universal job-changing?"

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"That's right!"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded proudly, "That's exactly right."

Just as everyone was happy, the tone shifted, "However, the price is also quite high. A job change altar costs about ten days' worth of revenue from across the country."

"Ten days?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, "Only ten days, let's buy!"

"Yes, I'll buy it!"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.

Goodness, I thought Brother Daojun had priced it too high.

I didn't expect you guys to not care at all.

"As expected, this thing is a strategic resource, equivalent to nuclear weapons before the resurgence of demons. No, it's even more precious than nuclear weapons."

"How many should we buy first?" Su Xiaoxiao asked. "Just so you know, Daojun has only prepared thirty-six. There aren't any more!"

Thirty-six?

Everyone frowned immediately. "Such an important thing, there's too little of it."

"Actually, that's enough. One per province, and there are two left over."

"Where should we put the two extra ones? Putting them in Suzhou or the capital would be unfair to people from other places."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Su Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "What's the trouble? We only need to fix 08 altars. The remaining two are in the hands of the state. When there is a need, we can send them over temporarily, and then take them back after use. This way, we can also deal with some unexpected situations."

"I approve of Miss Su's plan!"

"I agree. This way, it's fair to every province."

After reaching an agreement, Su Xiaoxiao took the lead in buying three altars, preparing to launch a pilot program for job change in a province near Suzhou.

After all, buying thirty-six altars at once, costing hundreds of millions of points, is something even a wealthy person like Su Xiaoxiao would find difficult to afford.

Although she earns a lot, she buys a lot of things.

She bought every new supernatural power and skill that was put on the shelves, spending a considerable amount of money.

The day.

The evening news program focused on the job change, and immediately, the whole of China was in an uproar.

Even the remaining foreign powers have issued protests.

"The job-change altar belongs to all of humanity, and China should share it!"

"This is the light of human civilization, and China cannot monopolize it; that is dictatorship!"

Immediately, Chinese netizens laughed.

"Dictatorship? That's laughable. Your American credence doesn't even begin to describe it!"

"Yeah, how many people does the US have left? It must be hard work generating electricity. Honey, go back and use the electricity to cook, otherwise you'll be eating undercooked rice when the power goes out."

"Hilarious, does the US not even have electricity to cook rice?"

"Light of civilization, America! [Image] Isn't it sumptuous? Hehehe... Following Daojun, you eat nine meals in three days; following America, you go hungry nine times in three days!"

"Seriously, you've gone off-topic. Aren't we talking about job changes right now? What's the point of mocking an outdated America!"

"Yeah, let's talk about changing jobs, shall we?"

"Isn't the job change pilot program first in Suzhou? It's still a long way from our turn!"

"That's right, why doesn't Daojun just grant each county a job change altar? That way, I can change jobs tomorrow."

"Good heavens, you want Daojun to personally feed you, is that it?"

"That's too greedy! Daojun controls so many worlds. It's already good enough that our world is constantly being watched. To expect meticulous care is simply impossible."

"Yes, I just want to get to my Western Frontier to set up the class change altar as soon as possible!"

"Me too, isolated overseas. Luckily, the country hasn't forgotten us. They've already prepared a job-change altar, and we should be able to change jobs soon. Dao Lord is awesome, the country is awesome!"

"Job change, job change! I'm nearby, I'll go check it out tomorrow and let everyone know if there's good news. If I change to a high-level job like a sword immortal, everyone will be V50 and I'll treat everyone to a chicken dinner."

"Hey, Rich Guy's here!"

"No, it's clearly the Sword Immortal!"

"Hilarious! You're all so obsequious, unlike me, all I do is call you 'husband'! Husband, say something!"

"Ugh...disgusting! Honey, hit him!"

"...You guys are going too far! I just wanted money, and you're actually lusting after my body?!"

The next day.

Suzhou city center.

A towering building, constructed overnight by extraordinary individuals, stood there, about the size of a bird's nest, capable of accommodating nearly 100,000 people.

This is where the job change altar is located.

Outside the job change point, a group of extraordinary individuals stood guard over the safety of the job change altar.

"Hey, isn't that Chairman Wu? He's a celestial being, and he's actually here on guard duty today?"

"That's Chairman Li over there. Yes, what a grand display today! All the people here are at least terrestrial immortals."

"That's a job-change altar, it has to be absolutely perfect. This is a strategic resource, it can't afford to be damaged in the slightest. You could say that even a hundred terrestrial immortals couldn't compare to a job-change altar."

As the crowd was discussing this, a terrestrial deity on guard duty came out and called out, "Line up and enter one by one. Anyone who dares to disrupt the order will not be allowed to change positions for ten years. Two violations will result in the loss of the opportunity to change positions."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent and began to line up obediently like elementary school students.

Within the job change point.

An altar, ten meters in diameter and half a meter high, marked with Bagua symbols, is rooted in the earth and connected to it.

One by one, the citizens nervously walked up to the altar.

This is a great opportunity. As long as you switch to a good job, it will signify a significant change in your status and position.

So, whether they are elementary school students, adults, or elderly people with white hair, they all come to join in the fun, wanting to change jobs.

"Next, come up on stage."

Under the eager gazes of the crowd, Wu Ming walked onto the altar.

My feelings right now are similar to those during the college entrance exam. Even though I've been working for many years, my heart is still pounding.

Light shone on the altar, and a pill furnace appeared in the void.

The next moment, the illusory alchemy furnace fell and merged directly into the body.

Wu Ming felt something and suddenly realized that he could see inside his body.

Looking inward at the dantian, one could see a cauldron quietly swirling within, absorbing spiritual energy and nourishing the body.

As he examined the alchemy furnace, a surge of knowledge emerged from within it, flooding his mind. This knowledge consisted of basic alchemy knowledge and some common alchemy formulas.

"I've become an alchemist?"

Withdrawing my divine sense and looking ahead, a transparent panel appeared before me in the next moment.

Wu Ming

Occupation: Alchemist

Rating: 0

Experience: 0/100

Kung Fu Technique: Pure Yang Kung Fu

Spells: Gathering Qi to Form a Furnace, Flame Spell, Fire Control Spell, Purification Spell, Elixir Condensation Spell, Herb Identification Spell

Prescription: Nine (omitted)

[Professional Note: Young man, you think alchemy is just about refining pills? NO! In the hands of an alchemist, everything can be refined! How could an alchemist not have combat power?]

Upon seeing the professional annotation, Wu Ming seemed to see a terrifying being laughing heartily. With a wave of his hand, a pill furnace that filled the heavens and earth appeared, suppressing all his enemies within the furnace and turning them into ashes.

"Wu Ming, change your profession to Alchemist!"