Chapter 118: Hundreds of Thousands of Banners, Killing Yama! [6k2]
Upon hearing this, Lu Wenwu was greatly moved.
Okay, okay, the stupid netizen didn’t lie to me.
Even in the underworld, one cannot escape the civil service examination and the system examination.
Sure enough, the end of life is the civil service exam, and the end of the universe is the establishment.
Lu Wenwu continued to look down.
Registration for the 2024 civil service exams (formerly known as ghost messengers/ghost messengers) for the underworld and its directly affiliated and subsidiary institutions is about to begin. A total of 44,400 ghosts are planned to be recruited.
[Candidates can log in to the "Special Website for the 2024 Examination and Recruitment of Ghost Messengers for the Underworld and Its Directly Affiliated Institutions" before August 1st of the Underworld Calendar.
The written examination for the public subjects will be held simultaneously on August 16th, after the Ghost Gates are completely closed during the Ghost Festival, in Fengdu Ghost City, Wrongful Death City, Ghost Realm Fortress, the capitals of the various underworld provinces, the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and some large border defense stations.
This examination for recruiting civil servants has three main characteristics: First, it prioritizes the ironclad standards of the new era of the underworld's "ghost messengers."
[Appendix 1: List of units affiliated with the positions recruited this time]
【1. Ghost Gate Security Bureau】
【2. Beiyinshan Management Office】
【3. Three Divisions of Tomb Construction】
[4. Wangchuan River and surrounding environmental health and safety management bureau]
5. Soul-Catching Department
【6. External Communication Department】
[7. Directly under the Ten Kings of Hell]
[8. Huangquan Road and Public Health and Safety Administration along the way]
9. Directly under the jurisdiction of each City God Temple (see Appendix 2 for details)
10. Tiandi Bank
11. Directly under the Eighteen Hells (See Appendix 3 for details)
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[The recruitment requirements for fresh graduates from ghost schools and those with higher merits may be lowered as appropriate]
The full text was too long, so Lu Wenwu just read the main parts.
He had asked about this when he was chatting with the Yin General before. It was now the fourth day of the Ghost Festival, which was July 19th.
According to this announcement, now is the registration time.
Lu Wenwu suddenly felt a little moved.
The main thing is that there are no restrictions on applying for this ghost catcher qualification. As long as you have an official ID card from the underworld, you can participate.
It was not easy for Lu Wenwu to come to the underworld, so it was impossible for him to just accept the simple fact of earning a few million spirit coins and leave. He had to get some special products of the underworld.
Becoming a ghost messenger is undoubtedly a good way to move up.
Other players who want to apply don’t have the opportunity yet!
Going through the normal process, even with the players' special expedited process, would still take at least three or four months to escape from the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and the registration date had long passed.
Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some good people who have done good deeds for ten lifetimes and who quickly finish their sentences in hell and enter the Ghost Realm Castle. It is possible that they will get involved in this.
Just when Lu Wenwu was thinking about where to get some real exam papers to study, two familiar and confused figures rushed out from the gate at a trot.
"Fuck! Brother, how come you got out of Fengdu City so quickly!?" Hei Jiubawu was shocked and kept rubbing his eyes.
Bai Eryiyi seemed a little calm, but not that calm. Even the long tongue of Bai Wuchang's standard work attire was almost falling out, and he kept blinking.
"Fifth brother, what on earth is going on with you?"
"Brother Hei, just call me Xiaowu!"
Lu Wenwu smiled and spread his hands, describing in great detail what had just happened and his recent plans.
This time, the long tongue in Bai Eryi's mouth really fell off.
I can't even close my mouth.
Fortunately, Hei Jiubawu was quick enough to grab it and prevent it from being contaminated by dust.
"This isn't the place to talk. Let's go somewhere else. We just finished our work report. Thanks to you, I can leave work early today."
As he spoke, he handed the tongue back to his partner and walked towards the gate with Lu Wenwu.
"Come on, let's go to my house and chat. I must be drunk tonight. I'll treat you to a good drink!"
"Then I'm sorry to bother you two brothers."
It was the familiar sound of the underworld again.
It's the familiar nightmare hell horse again.
Perhaps because it was Wuchang who called the carriage himself this time, and it was in front of an important office building in the underworld, even the workmanship of the paper carriage was better than the previous one.
It also comes with exclusive flame special effects in black and white, which looks pretty damn cool and gives you the feeling of traveling in a police car.
The group of "three" soon arrived at the residence of Hei Jiubawu and Bai Eryiyi.
Wheel District, Impermanence Street.
Just like those common military compounds, government compounds, etc.
It is for the convenience of management and is also a benefit for ghost messengers.
Except for those wealthy people who have many graves with good feng shui or top-notch cemeteries in the world of the living, the ghosts who have been officially employed for some years usually live in this block where cemeteries are allocated.
Over time, it got the name - Wuchang Street.
It is said that the underworld here and the neighboring Niuma Street are the highest and most unlucky in the ghost world.
In the center of the two blocks, the former sites of the four big bosses, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence, are still preserved, and there are endless tourists coming to visit every day.
When you enter Wuchang Street, everything you see is black and white.
He was a place where all the wise men talked and laughed together, and there was no ignorant person among his associates.
The whole street was filled with the Black and White Impermanence, just like the extras in a horror movie putting on makeup.
On both sides of the road, independent courtyards are arranged neatly, and inside the courtyards are tombs of various shapes!
Those who are more particular will even build a miniature ancestral hall at the door, where the spirit tablets of the residents in the courtyard are enshrined, which looks like a house number.
Although Lu Wenwu felt a little uncomfortable, he respected the cultural customs of the underworld.
So I hurriedly followed them into this uniquely designed staff dormitory.
However, thanks to the unique aesthetics and worldview of these old ghosts, the degree of the underworld in the house has not diminished. Instead, the various furnishings have suddenly raised the horror atmosphere to a higher level.
Now Lu Wenwu was sitting on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought as he looked at the decorative wreaths and human skeletons placed in the house.
Compared with the so-called haunted house in the human world that can scare people to death and the dormitory of the Black and White Impermanence, Chunchun is just a bad little brother.
Bai Eryi poured Lu Wenwu a cup of Yinling Tea, which is unique to the underworld. It is a specialty of the underworld that only a few living people can drink. Even for Wuchang's financial resources, it is considered a valuable item.
People who have been to the underworld often buy it at high prices and then resell it in the world of the living. It is said that drinking it year-round can nourish the soul and strengthen yang.
Um.
The former does have miraculous effects, while the latter is just for fun, and the main purpose is to sell it at a higher price.
Lu Wenwu didn't know how to drink tea, so he drank it in one gulp.
The boiling tea was not scalding hot when it first entered his mouth. Instead, he felt an extreme chill, like falling into an ice cave, which instantly spread throughout his limbs and bones.
Even with his physical fitness and soul strength, he couldn't help but shiver.
After the shivering, there is a sudden feeling of clarity and refreshment.
It was as if the dusty mind was suddenly cleared away, and the whole person felt refreshed.
"Great tea!" Lu Wenwu said immediately, "I don't know what's so good about it, but it tastes so good."
"Hahaha, as long as it feels good!"
Seeing his praise, Hei Jiubawu, who was lying on the sofa, smiled happily, picked up the teapot and refilled him a cup, then asked about what he had mentioned before at the Soul-Snatching Department.
"By the way, Xiaowu, you said earlier that you wanted to take the exam to become a ghost messenger. Do you really want to go?"
"Yes, and I've already set my sights on a company." Lu Wenwu nodded. "The Wangchuan Ghost Food Bureau, managed by the Goddess Mengpo, feels like it would be a good fit for me. I also want to try to obtain as many specialties unique to the underworld as possible that would be useful to practitioners."
"The Food Bureau? It seems like a good place for you. Your amazing egg-filled pancakes are so delicious that they'd make anyone swoon!" Hei Jiubawu said with a look of nostalgia. "I reckon if you just give Lady Mengpo a piece of your hand, you'll be recruited straight away."
Bai Eryi pondered for a moment and said, "It is indeed a good match, but the welfare benefits of the Food Bureau are really average. You can only get a fixed salary, and the salary is the second to last tier in the new Yincha system, only slightly higher than that of ordinary Yin soldiers.
"This might not be a good place for Xiaowu. I remember you said you came here to gain experience, right? And you want to obtain more resources unique to the underworld?"
Lu Wenwu nodded. "That's right. If I hadn't happened to catch up with this Yincha exam, I was planning to see if I could set up a stall selling stuffed pancakes next to the Three Lives Stone. Stuffed pancakes with Mengpo soup sound great."
"That won't work." Hei Jiubawu laughed, "The Six Bridges are very strictly controlled. No stalls are allowed. Only the incarnation of Meng Po and the ghosts from the Food Bureau are allowed to serve soup nearby."
"Let me think about it, I can find a job with good salary within a year."
Bai Eryi took out his cell phone and started searching online.
He is an old ghost who has worked in the Soul-Catching Department for many years. He is quite familiar with many positions in the underworld, which can be seen from the numbers.
"Leopard, Bird, Fish, and Bee are the four Yin Marshals' assistants? These four are actually hiring assistants this year? There's good room for advancement in these positions, but it's a pity that the short-term benefits are lacking."
"The Ox-Head and Horse-Face are good. They can often collect offerings and bribes from the living. However, they must be selected from the underworld soldiers. Xiao Wu is definitely not suitable."
"Hmm? Is the Demon Subduing Division, headed by Lord Zhong Kui, also expanding its recruitment this year? A Bo'er elephant breeder. That should be a good position, a lucrative one, and easy to pass. Looks like another breeder has been hired."
"Bo'er elephant? What is that?" Lu Wenwu had never heard of this creature and asked because he didn't understand.
Bai Er explained, "It's a monster that looks like a pig, but isn't. It feeds on ghosts. Over two hundred years ago, a man named Yuan Mei came here. He wrote a book called 'New Qixie: Bo'er Xiang', which records it."
"This is called a boar elephant, not a pig. These beasts are kept in the underworld, and whenever they encounter a person found guilty of a serious crime, they are given to the boar elephant to devour. In other words, if they encounter ghosts who have committed crimes but don't deserve to go to hell, they are eaten by the boar elephant."
"Because Bo'erxiang eats ghosts, he usually has to be fed by evil ghosts. So this is considered a high-risk job, and the benefits are top-tier. It's basically the ceiling job that ordinary ghosts can reach."
"Hey, I know that!" Hei Jiubawu interrupted excitedly. "One year at the Ghost Festival gala, there was a fat crosstalk performer who told a story about a Bo'er elephant breeder who fell into an elephant cave. Since he'd been telling the same story for three years in a row, the higher-ups got angry and granted his wish."
Lu Wenwu was stunned and asked tentatively: "He was transferred to raise Bo'er elephants?"
"No, that grandson wouldn't get away with it!" Hei Jiu Ba Wu said with a beaming expression, "He was sent to feed the elephants! It perfectly replicated the first half of his crosstalk."
"Let's get down to business. Don't dwell on those trivial matters. Xiaowu is pressed for time. He still has to prepare for the exam after the job is confirmed." Bai Er glared at him. "Let's consider Bo'er Elephant Keeper as an alternative. This position is relatively easy, so easy that there are no fixed working hours. You just need to feed the evil spirits whenever you want."
"That sounds like it's feasible." Lu Wenwu himself felt it was a good idea. "My strength is pretty good, so I shouldn't be eaten by Bo'er Xiang."
The main advantage is that there are no fixed working hours, which is quite good as it allows you to work part-time.
"Hmm? A material manager for the Tiandi Bank? That's great! This is perfect for Xiaowu! Xiaowu, look at this!"
Hei Jiubawu, who was scolded by his partner, also took out his mobile phone to check it, and was shouting excitedly at this moment.
Lu Wenwu didn't understand what was going on and looked at Bai Eryiyi, the only person present who understood.
The reliable Bai Eryiyi immediately explained, "The predecessor of Tiandi Bank was the Gongyang Pavilion. After the reorganization, the Gongyang Pavilion was incorporated into Tiandi Bank and became one of its departments."
"Material managers are actually quite scary for us ghosts. It's also a high-risk job. The salary is level one, and the benefits and subsidies at all levels are better than those of elephant keepers."
"Their job is to sort and organize the things burned from the mortal world, register them, and upload them to the system. The useless ones are thrown into the paper money mountain, and the useful ones are given to the courier ghost to be delivered to the corresponding receiving ghost."
"Isn't that just sorting? What's so scary about that?" Lu Wenwu was even more puzzled. "No one in the mortal world does this kind of work. It's pure hard labor. Many places now use machines to sort."
Hei Jiubawu said with deep sorrow: "This job is too lucky. If you are not careful, you will lose your life!"
"Nowadays, people in the Yang world have better living conditions. Every now and then, they'll burn some things blessed by real masters, and they come in all kinds of strange and bizarre varieties."
"If you come across ordinary, blessed objects specifically for ghosts, it's fine. But nowadays, many people are burning those blessed objects that are said to ward off evil spirits!"
"If it's something from our own land, it's fine. Those products that aren't consecrated by practitioners from Shenzhou are exactly the same as ordinary funerary objects and sacrificial vessels. There's no difference at all."
"Before the reorganization of the Supply Pavilion, I knew a young man who worked as a material manager. He looked energetic and worked quickly, but he was very introverted."
"One day, while throwing out some trash, he found a pair of beautifully crafted paper maids. One had red hair, the other had blue hair. They were called Mum or something. They looked pretty good."
"He was so excited that he took it home right away and decided to use it himself."
"Don't worry, this is legal. The Gongyang Pavilion also allows administrators and their subordinates to take back items that need to be discarded but whose owners cannot be found, so as to avoid wasting resources."
"But the maid took it back at night, and the ghost left in the middle of the night."
"By the time the local ghost An was found, his entire body and soul had been completely destroyed. Even the entire floor of his tomb was emitting holy light and faint holy chanting."
"It's obvious that it was blessed by a Western master. It's so auspicious that it automatically activates when it encounters a place with heavy yin energy, and it purifies it directly."
Lu Wenwu: “.”
Hei Jiubawu continued, "That's still considered good. There are also those who were saved right there in the offering pavilion. That's even worse."
"It's precisely because of this work environment that, despite the fact that this position enjoys the highest salary level and extremely generous benefits and additional allowances, three statutory holidays per week, and two days off for psychological adjustment, it still attracts people year-round, and part-time work is allowed."
"Work two days, rest five days, an eight-hour work system with flexible working hours. Xiaowu can definitely do this job with the elephant breeder." Bai Eryi nodded. "Xiaowu came from a physical body, so he's not afraid of those magic tools at all. The risk factor is zero."
"That sounds pretty good." Lu Wenwu scratched his head. "By the way, are there any positions that offer a lot of performance bonuses or commissions based purely on individual performance?"
Hei Jiubawu rushed to say, "How about being a Demon Subduing Division arrest specialist? You just catch ghosts according to your mission. The salary is the lowest, but the more you catch, the more you earn. After catching a ghost, all the stolen money and property belong to you. It's definitely a lucrative job for a capable ghost."
"I told you to learn math!"
Bai Eryiyi reached out and slapped Hei Jiubawu, saying unhappily.
"What are those things the arrest officer gave me? Wouldn't it be better for Xiaowu to just set up a stall selling stuffed pancakes and earn more than this?"
".It seems so." Hei Jiubawu shrank his neck.
Bai Eryi turned to look at Lu Wenwu. "Xiaowu, what is your true strength now? If we use the emerging alphabetical strength classification system, what level would you be in?"
"My true strength." Lu Wenwu pondered for a moment and said a little embarrassedly, "I'm not very strong yet. I can probably only kill A-level players with ease. I definitely can't compare with those top players."
He didn't dare to say too much.
After all, I have never fought with A+ level masters, so I don’t know what the general strength is in that circle.
It’s better to be humble.
Bai Eryiyi: “.”
Black Nine Eight Five: “???”
Wait a minute! ?
What strength do you say you have?!
Hei Jiubawu looked Lu Wenwu up and down again, took out his work tablet and looked at it, then suddenly slapped himself in the face.
Lu Wenwu was startled: "Brother Hei, Brother Hei! What's going on? What's wrong with you?"
"Codename: Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex, male, 23 years old, current rank: B."
Hei Jiubawu read out the information on the tablet with an expressionless face.
"You're a B-class warrior under 24, yet your true combat power is enough to kill an A-class warrior. Even the worst A-class warrior has crossed an entire realm. How can I not slap myself in the face? How can I know I'm not dreaming if I don't slap myself?"
"Xiao Wu, tell me the truth. How did you kill that A-rank? What kind of technique did he practice? Holy shit, how could there be such a genius monster in this world?"
Lu Wenwu smiled shyly, "Brother Hei, I've never killed an A-rank player. I can't possibly match up with someone of that high a rank, okay?"
"So who are you?"
"I killed the dungeon boss. I killed several in the last dungeon."
“.”
"Hey! Heige, don't be like this, Heige! It's not that serious!"
Lu Wenwu hugged tightly the Black Impermanence who tried to slap him to death.
Hei Jiubawu's face was filled with grief and indignation: "Youngest, look at him! Look at him! This guy is unreasonable! I've been around for so many years, and according to the new standards, I'm only an A+! Little Five is only twenty-four! And that's in Chinese years!"
"So what? Players' strength improves quickly, and the more talented you are, the faster. You should get used to being beaten to death on the beach. Or... you could also consider submitting an application to be reincarnated and become a player in the mortal realm?"
Bai Eryiyi was obviously much calmer and didn't take the fact that he was about to be surpassed by a genius too seriously.
During his lifetime, he was a poor man who could not even afford to eat, and had no idea what cultivation was.
It was just a coincidence that he became a ghost soldier after his death, and then he survived step by step to the end of life. For him who had no talent for cultivation, this was equivalent to the strength of an S-player basically reaching its limit.
Unless you actively choose to reincarnate and try your best for several lifetimes, there may still be hope of further progress.
However, Bai Eryiyi obviously doesn't have this idea. He is very Buddhist and is content with a small fortune.
His current strength is enough to handle all the work that Wu Chang may face, and he is very satisfied with his current life.
Perhaps this was the simplest and most beautiful wish of ordinary people in ancient China.
As long as I have food to eat, a stable job and a house of my own, that's enough.
In comparison, Hei Jiubawu's vigorous drive makes him more like a modern person.
After being rebuked, he immediately fell silent, shrinking his neck like a quail and leaning towards Lu Wenwu with a silly smile on his face.
Seeing him like this, Bai Eryi shook his head helplessly and said to Lu Wenwu: "Based on your current strength, you can consider going to Gui'an. This department is very popular because you can fight for a long time, and it has a high status and few restrictions."
"Ghost Security, the full name is Ghost Gate Security Defense Bureau, is a department directly established and led by the Emperor of Fengdu, responsible for the security of the entire Shenzhou underworld."
"Theoretically speaking, even the Ten Kings of Hell have no right to transfer the core departments of Gui'an without permission."
"But that's only in theory. In reality, King Yama is in charge of the daily affairs of the ghosts. The Emperor of Fengdu, the Emperor of Dongyue, the Five Ghost Emperors, etc., are all... well, you should understand."
"I understand, I understand. The big guys are all busy with other things and cultivation. Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva are not completely considered to be people from the underworld, so the actual person in charge of the underworld is Lord Yama, who is known as King Yama in our world." Lu Wenwu replied.
"That's right."
Bai Eryi nodded slightly.
"Due to the lack of a direct leader and the incredible power of Gui'an, they have a hand in almost everything in the underworld. Many departments were only separated from Gui'an after the overall reorganization of the underworld in recent decades."
"Well, brother, I've always had a question for you," Lu Wenwu interrupted. "The Underworld was fine, so why did it suddenly reorganize itself?"
"I know this because a super-powerful man came down that year and shocked the entire underworld."
Hei Jiubawu suddenly became excited again, and his words and actions were extremely excited.
"He founded a ghost school in the underworld called Quantai Ghost School, and his students spread all over the world. At one point, he even commanded a huge army of ghosts as high as 100,000, and countless ghosts and ghost messengers voluntarily followed him."
"Even the combined efforts of the Ten Kings of Hell found the situation difficult to handle. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was helpless, and Emperor Song of the Third Hall nearly perished in the ensuing conflict!"
"In other words, that boss almost created a new underworld."
Go to Quan Tai to recruit old subordinates, with 100,000 flags to kill Yama Luo?
Oh shit!
(End of this chapter)
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