One year later.
The "Are You Dead?" app occupies a corner of every mobile phone user's desktop, becoming an essential software for humans.
Developed by Palmyra, it is on par with the game "Yin Yang Judgment," which allows the living to see the dead again.
After registering with their real names, living people can pre-book a full-service funeral package from the "Slow Walk, No Send-Off" shop within the software, and can also choose which area of the underworld they will be active in after death.
Netizens have long since passed the point of being utterly astonished, but they still feel a sense of wonder every time they open the app.
[I told you, Master Jiu's status is extraordinary.]
Who would have thought that, a year later, no one doubted the software's authenticity?
I just realized how big and modern the map of the underworld is. I think living with my grandma while waiting to be reincarnated after I die won't count as sponging off her, right?
Grandma: What a rascal... my good grandson.
Is this the power of Master Jiu? He kneels three times a day to offer it!
The software developed by Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi can not only provide the underworld with convenient advance planning, but also enable the rapid development of the "Slow Walk Without Sending Off" funeral home.
The system is now overwhelmed with orders every day, and it's no longer the system that used to urge its host to complete tasks.
The convenience and novelty of the software have led some netizens to consider getting rid of it as soon as possible.
The thought came to mind.
He was quickly pinned down by other netizens.
[This is making me want to buy Zisha teapots too!]
No, those who work in the Zisha (purple clay) industry will lose all of the above benefits and will even be thrown into hell.
[Do you think life in the underworld is any better? My seventh aunt's second aunt's son's classmate appeared in my dream, crying about the 996 work schedule and begging his family to burn more effective paper money.]
Don't worry, those without talent won't even have the chance to work 996; they'll just be unemployed and aimless.
That was good advice, but don't try to persuade me again next time...
at this time.
The funeral home is holding its weekly summary meeting, chaired by Guan Zi'an.
Guan Zian retrieved the latest data.
"Old Shang reported that the cemetery around Yunshan Mountain was sold out, and asked if a new cemetery site had been selected?"
Yan Jiu's fame is undeniable, but his business is sluggish. With the software's explosive popularity, people all over the country are finally considering leaving their funerals at the "slow walk, no farewell" funeral home, and the number of reservations is skyrocketing.
The result is that there are not enough cemeteries around Yunshan Mountain.
Jiang Azi raised his hand: "We have reached an agreement with the village at the foot of Huanyun Mountain, and construction will begin soon."
Mengniang: "The hearse fleet has now expanded to more than a dozen convoys. I'm in charge of logistics, so the task of recruiting drivers will be handed over to Huang Xiaoqiang."
Huang Xiaoqiang nodded emphatically.
Mingyun stroked his son's smooth skull and Huli's head and said, "Grandma Shu keeps saying that the crematorium is too busy, so I want to apply to take them to the crematorium to help out."
Guan Zian sent the message to Yan Jiu, and soon nodded: "The curator agrees."
She Liang held Bai Baibai's hand and announced their relationship at the end of the meeting.
Then I saw everyone's calmness.
It took everyone a while before they spoke.
"Weren't you already together?"
"Is this the official start?"
"Congratulations! Where's the wedding candy?"
"I want chocolate-flavored wedding candy."
After a period of excitement...
Jiang Di, who was engrossed in playing a game, looked up and asked, "By the way, where did my brother and sister-in-law go?"
Kong Wu pressed Jiang Di's head down again: "They've gone to the underworld for their honeymoon, don't disturb them."
After the meeting.
The funeral home staff were all busy with their own tasks.
The locust tree spirit sighed, "We're the only ones who can't help."
Five-Leaf Brocade Fairy and Witch Stone nodded emphatically. Ever since the seven little dolls started running around with Lucifer, they were the only idle members in the attic.
She Shan coughed lightly and stood up: "The curator just invited me to the underworld to be a lecturer."
"..."
After She Shan also found a job, the F4 leisurely boy group successfully disintegrated to the point of seemingly ceasing to exist.
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at the same time.
While enjoying their honeymoon, the person who changed F4's situation didn't forget to take time to supervise the work in the underworld.
Yan Jiu, wearing a helmet, said, "The Hell of Blades and Saws is gradually recovering, so Rahu and Prajna can experience it now."
As an undead race burdened with heavy sins, the Asuras made outstanding contributions to the construction of the underworld.
With the underworld reopening, all facilities in the netherworld must be in place. As a 5A-level scenic spot, Hell must be the first to be improved, and Asura is the exclusive safety inspector.
The reopening of each of the eighteen levels of hell relies on the support of the Asura's inspection report.
Lang Zongyi unfolded the map in his hand, and upon hearing this, he agreed wholeheartedly, saying, "Yes."
A year ago, he and Yan Jiu resealed and hid the nine magical artifacts, leaving their wealth for future generations to explore.
then.
They found all the innocent people who had suffered a lifetime of sorrow because of the Rosicrucian Cross and gave them two paths: one was to become underworld officials and escape the cycle of reincarnation, and the other was to be reborn and experience the life of a wealthy family.
After everyone had made their choices, Lang Zongyi and Yan Jiu turned their attention to the Asura race. Yan Jiu moved the Asura path to the Underworld to eliminate any future troubles.
As a result, Asura had to atone for his sins by experiencing all the hellish punishments in turn over a year.
The newly appointed judge, Yan Qingxuan, approached Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi with a book in hand, inquiring about the work procedures after taking office.
After some discussion.
Yan Jiu waved obediently, "Goodbye, Mr. Yan."
When Yan Qingxuan was thinking, he would subconsciously touch the jade ring on his hand, and nodded upon hearing this.
Lang Zongyi said inexplicably, "That's fine too."
Yan Jiu squinted.
yes.
That's already very good.
Just then.
A group of people walked over.
Led by Rahu, there were about a hundred pure-blooded Asuras, all wearing shackles. This group had long been a unique feature of the underworld.
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