Chapter 70
The tables with test papers in the inn are all lined up in the middle of the hall, with screens on both sides for blocking. When players walk in, others can only see their backs and cannot see how they answer the questions.
Among the players gathered here, some were eager to join the company. After the staff finished speaking, they couldn't wait to sit down, picked up the brushes on the table and started answering the questions.
Although the more convenient charcoal pencil has long been popular in the other world, the status of the brush has not been affected in the slightest. Players who enter the other world will all write calligraphy, but not everyone can write beautifully.
Besides the players who were certain they wanted to join, there were a few who were still hesitant. They were doing pretty well on their own, and while becoming a civil servant would certainly offer a more stable salary, that would be too restrictive and not necessarily secure.
Jianghu Civil Servants are tied to a single sect. If a player leaves a sect for personal reasons, or if their sect disbands due to bad luck, their civil servant status will automatically expire. To become a Jianghu Civil Servant again, they'll have to wait until the next official job fair.
Several players accompanying others to the interview had already been guided by other staff members to take seats by the window. For the first incense stick of time after the written exam began, everyone else was required to observe exam room rules and refrain from making loud noises or wandering around. If anyone truly wanted to communicate, they would have to find a way to do so.
Bei Qiao followed her over to the window and found a seat. Next to her, two players were communicating silently using a dictionary. They would flip through the dictionary, pointing out what they wanted to say word by word, and tapping the table when they needed to finish a sentence.
The other players watching the two chatted and pointed at each other: "After the written test is over, everyone on the first floor can move freely." I mean, do we have to chat now?
The players who were undecided about whether to take the exam eventually split into two groups: one group chose to sit down and take the written test, while the other group chose to forgo the written test and continue to wait and see. An incense stick of time didn't take too long. Soon, more than 20 players had finished answering the questions, handed in their papers, and lined up on the second floor to wait for their interviews.
"Finally I can speak!" Peng Li pushed the dictionary aside, shook his wrists and neck.
Peng Li's gesture was like a switch flipping on everyone. The players sitting by the window turned around and started chatting. At first, everyone spoke in low voices, then gradually raised their voices. A socially intimidated player even stretched his neck over other tables to chat, forcing the socially anxious player next to him to silently move aside and make room for him.
"Even though I earn two salaries by doing one job, I can't accept working all year round. I can't expect the sect to disband for two days every weekend and then disband for another week every Chinese New Year, right?" Sheniu sighed: If something happens to the sect at night, and someone knocks on the door but fails to wake me up when I'm offline, the outcome will not be good no matter how you think about it, and talking will definitely not work.
"It's not great, but it also gives me a ready-made excuse for not going home for the New Year and being pressured into getting married, right?"
"this……"
As they were talking, the first player who had gone in for the interview had already come downstairs and left through the back door. His mask obscured his face, so no one could see his expression and guess whether he had passed the interview or not.
"What does this mean? Why isn't he talking?"
"Maybe, not to reveal your identity?"
More than half an hour passed, and the players who participated in the interview went downstairs one after another. The players who came with them stood up and followed them. Bei Qiao, who was alone, also followed.
Bei Qiao hadn't originally intended to apply for a Jianghu civil service position; he'd simply come to see the situation and determine how to react if he encountered a civil servant player. Since the official identity and appearance of civil servants were kept secret, Bei Qiao could abandon the issue. After all, they wouldn't know each other in person.
Walking out of the inn's back door and onto the main road, Bei Qiao thought for a moment before turning and heading away from the Canghai Sect. Now that Third Master Shen was dead, the red silk cloth hanging above the Canghai Sect's gate had been taken down. The deserted streets, in contrast to the bustling crowds of yesterday, looked utterly desolate.
Hearing the footsteps, the two servants guarding the door of the Canghai faction raised their eyelids lazily and glanced at Bei Qiao who was walking away, then shifted their gaze without interest.
Most of the Canghai faction was busy seizing power and vying for a position, leaving only those who couldn't even touch the edge of power still working in their posts. No matter who benefited in the end, they wouldn't even think of raising the wages of these gatekeepers, so they simply gave up.
Today, the Canghai Sect was still holding its martial arts conference, but this time, there were no VIP spectators. The Canghai Sect's members were busy seizing power, and aside from the sole referee, Rong Guanshi, the only spectators were a few regular disciples who weren't usually given much attention, and a few reserve disciples who had been forcibly brought in to make up the numbers.
Liu Ji: We actually didn’t want to come, but the manager said that if we came to make up the numbers, we could eat in the cafeteria for free at noon.
The warriors who came to the competition had traveled far and wide and had seen a lot. After seeing the people on the viewing platform today, they immediately realized that there would be no mentors today. Even if the power struggle in the Canghai Sect ended within a few days, no one would be willing to recruit them, because for those in power, children born in families are more trustworthy.
Thinking that they had missed the opportunity to be appreciated and won over again, several impatient warriors lost their temper on the spot. They sat down on a nearby tree with their heads hung, waiting dejectedly for the canteen to open for dinner. They were too lazy to even drive away the birds that were standing on their bodies.
The other warriors were also somewhat frustrated, but they had heard rumors before and were somewhat prepared. Looking at the Canghai Sect disciples on the viewing platform, who all had similarly grim expressions, they exchanged glances and decided to pair up and spar. Before the sparring began, they even clasped their fists in the direction of the viewing platform and Manager Rong, demonstrating a sense of courtesy.
Seeing someone willing to take the stage for a fight, the Canghai Sect disciples, who had originally been reluctant to attend, brightened up a bit and adjusted themselves to a more comfortable position to begin watching. Liu Ji took the opportunity to liven up the atmosphere, occasionally standing up to cheer on the fighters. If he ran into a fighter he had met yesterday, he would even call out their names.
Since there was no competition for opportunity today, everyone's fighting was just a little bit limited. Two fighters who had a good personal relationship even performed a shoving match in public. They pushed each other for more than ten minutes before finally ending the performance amid the laughter of the crowd. The scene was very joyful.
Manager Rong wasn't a particularly strict person. He announced the end of the competition before noon and left first. Several regular disciples, who had been impatient to sit still, followed suit. The reserve disciples were in no hurry to leave, and Liu Ji even linked arms with several warriors he had gotten to know yesterday and walked together towards the cafeteria.
"Liu boy, will you come tomorrow?"
"Come on! Are you coming?" The meal is free, so why not come?
"If you come, then I will come too!" Since this kid is coming tomorrow, it means there will be food in the cafeteria tomorrow. Come on, anyone who doesn't come is a fool!
Rushing into the cafeteria and picking up their chopsticks, the warriors eagerly sat down at the tables and began to eat. Some even secretly packed their food under the table in their own bags. This time, the atmosphere around them was much more harmonious than yesterday. After all, they were no longer in competition, so there was no need to fight, which would not only affect their appetites but also waste food.
Liu Ji was one of the packers, and he didn't feel ashamed of his behavior. He had increased his exercise intensity recently, and his appetite had increased greatly. If he didn't pack some food from the cafeteria, his salary wouldn't be enough to cover his food expenses.
"Why are they still here?" The servant in charge of serving the dishes couldn't help but whisper in the corner: "Everyone knows that the master can't take care of them at all now." After driving Chen Yuan away, the master was so busy that he wished he could grow three heads and six arms to handle the affairs. He had no energy to care about the martial arts conference without VIPs.
"Surely there's nowhere else to go! Didn't you see no one's in the corridor behind the hall today?" The servant in question raised a finger and pointed at himself: "Just like us, we're not worth winning over, so they're dividing the family business while we're serving dishes. Oh, our worth isn't even worth the dishes we hold."
"What you said is too hurtful. Let's... Shh, let's go. They are calling us to order more food again." These words must not be heard by those warriors.
Bei Qiao, who had left the inn, had returned to it. She felt that she had gained nothing from this trip, and she had almost finished visiting the city, so she could start the next journey.
Earlier, while chatting with other players at the inn, Bei Qiao had learned that he was not far from the capital. If he left Langyu City in the morning, he would arrive in the capital by evening. Worried about finding a safe place to stay if he left now, Bei Qiao decided to leave tomorrow. For now, he had to clear out his unread private messages.
Yu Qian: Wow! We’re almost to the capital!
Yu Qian: You've come so far! I'm so envious!
Bei Qiao: You say you’re envious every day, but I never see you take the initiative to do anything.
Yu Qian: I don’t want to either, but there are no planes or trains here, and it’s too unsafe to travel alone.
Bei Qiao: Qingqing, is there anything happening in the village these days?
Li Qingqing: Everything is normal at the escort agency. Nothing has happened and we haven't made much profit.
Li Qingqing: Oh, there is one thing. Fan Ke came to the village two days ago.
Li Qingqing: He seems to have changed his focus on body training now. He said that he wants to use other people's ascension ladder to travel to another world with his own well-tempered body during his lifetime. This is still being discussed in the group!
Bei Qiao: It sounds interesting. I’ll go check it out.
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