Forced to become a top influencer, I rely on my tu cao to ruin the cultivation world.

The tense atmosphere at Nantianmen Square was completely disrupted by the barrage of materialized bullet comments flying everywhere.

"Heartless foreman!"

"This is Heaven? I think it's hell!"

"Poor Heavenly Soldier Brother, he's risking his life for such a small salary."

Those enormous, translucent, colored characters slammed into the shields of the Golden Guards like bricks, making dull thuds. Though they didn't hurt, they were extremely humiliating. Each character was like a small hammer, striking the already fragile Dao hearts of these lowly celestial soldiers.

Sitting in the bulldozer's driver's seat, holding a megaphone, Jia Zang shouted at the holographic screen in the sky: "Hey folks, did you see that? This is the treatment of 'outsourced workers' in Heaven! They do the hardest work, endure the most brutal beatings, and still get cursed by us mortals! What do they get out of it? Just that pitiful salary!"

His voice, amplified by the sound amplification array, echoed throughout the entire South Heavenly Gate.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's face was ashen. The jade ruyi in her hand trembled slightly; she wanted to strike it down, but didn't know where to point it. To hit Jia Zang? That would be going against the opinions of billions of mortals; to hit those comments? That would be humiliating herself.

"Jia Zang, stop spreading your heretical rumors!" the Mystic Maiden shouted sternly. "The heavenly soldiers and generals are the guardians of the Heavenly Court, worshipped by the people. How can you call them 'heartless foremen'?"

"Offerings?" Jia Zhuang sneered, his fingers flying across the bulldozer's control panel. "Goddess Xuan Nu, you are high above, naturally unaware of the hardships of those at the bottom. Come, let us see this 'Investigation Report on the Living Conditions of Heavenly Soldiers at the Grassroots Level'!"

[System notification: Accessing the Heavenly Court's personnel database... Generating "pay slips"...]

At Jia Zhuang's command, a plume of white smoke suddenly shot out from the exhaust pipe on the side of the bulldozer.

But the smoke did not dissipate; instead, it quickly condensed in mid-air, turning into a thick stack of documents that drifted down like snowflakes into the formation of the Imperial Guards.

Every heavenly soldier who received the slip of paper glanced at it subconsciously.

Upon seeing this, their expressions instantly changed.

The note clearly stated:

Name: Zhang San

[Position: Third-Class Patrol Heavenly Soldier at the South Heavenly Gate (Outsourced Staff)]

Monthly Salary: 5 Low-grade Spirit Stones

[Deductions: Armor wear and tear cost (50%), cloud excess cost (20%), compensation for emotional distress (being verbally abused by mortals) (20%)...]

[Actual salary received: 0.5 low-grade spirit stones]

[Note: 120 hours of overtime were worked this month, with no overtime pay.]

"What? I only got fifty cents?"

"Why is my armor so worn out? Those are old wounds from my fight with Sun Wukong!"

"120 hours of overtime? I worked non-stop last month and didn't even get to eat a single leftover from the Peach Banquet!"

The once perfectly aligned Imperial Guard formation began to stir. Whispers spread like wildfire.

Seizing the opportunity, Jia Zang jumped onto a boulder and waved his arms like a radical union leader:

"Brothers! Sisters! You are also immortals, you are also people of importance! Why is it that those high and mighty star lords and true lords can get ten thousand spirit stones just by talking, while you have to stand in the cold wind at the South Heavenly Gate and be scolded by us?"

"This isn't spiritual practice, this is exploitation!"

"This isn't a job, it's 996!"

"We demand our rights! We demand a raise! We demand equal pay for equal work!"

As soon as Jia Zang shouted, a huge golden barrage of bullets floated across the sky, as if it were the will of Heaven.

"Equal pay for equal work!"

"Reject 996!"

"We want weekends off!"

These slogans were a devastating blow to the Heavenly Court, which had never been exposed to modern corporate management systems. Like a virus, they instantly struck at the sore spots of every low-ranking heavenly soldier.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden finally panicked.

She saw that the heavenly soldiers who had been gripping their weapons tightly were now beginning to put them down, and some were even secretly removing their helmets, revealing confused and angry looks in their eyes.

"Shut up!" Xuan Nu roared, her jade scepter emitting a blinding light in an attempt to quell the commotion. "You are heavenly soldiers, blessed by the Heavenly Court, yet you dare to harbor rebellious thoughts? Anyone who dares to strike will be punished according to the Heavenly Laws!"

"Heavenly Laws?" Jia Zhuang scoffed. "My Lady Xuan Nu, this is a society governed by the rule of law, and we adhere to the Labor Law. According to Article 1 of the 'Heavenly Court Temporary Workers' Rights Protection Law (Draft): No unit may deduct employees' spirit stones without cause, nor may it force employees to work overtime without pay. Otherwise, employees have the right to refuse to work."

"The Heavenly Court has no such law!" the Mystic Maiden roared.

"It didn't exist before, but it does now." Jia Zhuang pointed to the enormous live-streaming screen in the sky, which was currently playing a video analysis by mortal lawyers on the "compliance of the Heavenly Court's employment practices." "Now, billions of eyes are watching. If you insist on using force, then the word 'Heavenly Court' will probably become 'Heavenly Stoppage'—a Heavenly Stoppage that ceases to function!"

Just then, something unexpected happened.

A group of heavenly soldiers responsible for guarding the west side of the South Heavenly Gate suddenly sat down on the ground in unison.

"I quit!" The leading heavenly soldier slammed his spear into the ground. "I've already worked three all-nighters this month. If I don't get some rest, I'm going to go mad! Kill me or do whatever you want, I'm not standing guard anymore!"

"Yes! I quit too!"

"I'm going on strike too! I want to go home and farm!"

"We want to see the Jade Emperor! We want a raise!"

A chain reaction has begun.

The once impenetrable Golden Guard formation began to collapse from the outside, like dominoes. The heavenly soldiers dropped their weapons, some sitting on the ground weeping, while others gathered together to discuss how to appeal to the union (Jia Zang).

The South Heavenly Gate, a gateway symbolizing the majesty of Heaven, was completely paralyzed due to a "strike".

The celestial officials who were trying to enter or leave the Heavenly Court were blocked halfway, and they were so angry that they jumped up and down, but they were helpless.

"Jia Zang..." The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden trembled with rage at the sight, nearly crushing the jade ruyi in her hand. "You...you are shaking the very foundation of the Heavenly Court!"

"No, Your Majesty, I'm helping Heaven 'optimize human resource allocation'." Jia Zang spread his hands innocently. "Think about it, only when the rank-and-file Heavenly Soldiers are well-fed and clothed can they be more motivated to maintain the security of Heaven, right? This is called 'humanized management'."

He leaned closer to the Goddess and lowered his voice, saying, "Your Majesty, this matter is actually very easy to resolve. You only need to sign a document acknowledging that these heavenly soldiers are contract workers of 'Qingyun Heavy Industry,' and our company will be responsible for their salaries and benefits. This way, we can alleviate the Heavenly Court's financial pressure, appease the sentiments of the lower ranks, and also promote our company's corporate culture... a win-win-win situation, why not?"

Looking at the man before her, who had the appearance of a cunning businessman, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

She knew she had lost.

The defeat was not due to force, but rather to a completely unfamiliar set of rules called "capital operation" and "information warfare."

"You..." Xuan Nu gritted her teeth, but finally put down the jade ruyi. "You've won. But this is only temporary. His Majesty the Jade Emperor will not stand idly by."

"That's for later." Jia Zhuang smiled and took back the blueprint for the "Spiritual Energy Purification Machine." "Now, let's talk about the details of the 'Heavenly Soldier Labor Dispatch Contract.' For example, how is overtime pay calculated? Are social insurance and housing fund contributions made? Is there a year-end bonus?"

In the sky, the live stream chat was still scrolling wildly:

Is this the power of capital? I'm in love!

[Jia Zhuang, I bow down in reverence!]

Even the HR department of Heaven would be moved to tears.

This is a huge victory for the workers!

Jia Zang watched this scene with secret delight.

He knew that he had already driven a wedge into the Heavenly Court.

And this is just the beginning.