She Jinxing was already in a bad mood, and then he encountered this situation as soon as he came out. How could he not be furious? They came here to make money, not to fight zombies. They didn't know how there could be such a private hospital in the city. It was simply outrageous.
In fact, Shang Lin also felt this was outrageous, but the nurse was already standing in front of him, and very politely asked, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" Could they still leave? He dared not leave his back to the enemy.
Shang Lin replied in a serious tone, "We've come to visit someone in the hospital, and we don't know where the ward is. Could you please show us the way?"
"Oh, please follow me." After saying that, the nurse led Shang Lin and She Jinxing toward the elevator. It has to be said that her attitude was exceptionally good; she probably thought they were lambs to the slaughter.
I don't know if it's because this is a private hospital or because of the eerie atmosphere, but there are very few people coming here for treatment, so it's rather quiet. However, there are staff available for registration, payment, and patient guidance.
Shang Lin glanced around casually, but found that although the malevolent energy here was heavy, it did not overflow. Most importantly, this place could still operate like a normal hospital during the day, which was quite interesting.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Shang Lin saw a whole carpet on the floor with a formation diagram on it. It was different from the formation he had set up, but it was a life formation, not a killing formation.
As soon as Shang Lin stepped on it, he felt a sense of endless vitality. This formation was really powerful. Looking at the nurse, she seemed no different from a normal human being at this moment.
The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor, and the nurse said, "We've arrived at the ward. Please come in."
Shang Lin did not go out immediately, but looked outside the elevator. There was no sign of a ward, and there was no sense of danger.
In that brief pause, a male voice was heard, "Young friend, since you're already here, why not come over and have a chat?"
Shang Lin glanced at She Jinxing and immediately put him into the Dragon Spirit Tower. Who knew what situation they would face later? External aid needed to be in a safe place so that it could come to their rescue when they were in trouble.
The nurse seemed oblivious to the fact that the person next to her had suddenly disappeared. After Shang Lin left, she closed the elevator doors and went downstairs.
Shang Lin followed the direction of the sound, counting the steps. The overhead light reflected on the floor tiles, forming a series of magic circles. Could it be that the malevolent energy in the hospital was not leaking out because of these magic circles?
Not long after he walked, Shang Lin saw a glass door, both doors were open, like a boss's office. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw a man in a black shirt and black suit sitting behind a large desk.
The interior layout truly resembles an office, complete with a large executive desk, chair, laptop, sofa, coffee table, bookshelves, maps, a globe, and an old-fashioned grandfather clock.
Looking at the man again, his eyes were much darker than those of ordinary people. He sat there with an imposing aura, seemingly no different from the furnishings in the room, as if he had no breath at all.
This reminded Shang Lin of how Ji Xiaoyao looked when they first met, only the two were completely different shades of black. He smiled slightly and said, "Excuse me."
The man gestured for Shang Lin to sit in the chair in front of the executive desk before speaking, "Young friend, are you new here? This is our first time meeting."
Shang Lin was a little confused. What, a newcomer? He politely sat up straight before asking, "May I ask your name?"
The man glanced at Shang Lin. "Situ Pojun, the head of the C City branch of the Underworld's office in the human world."
Shang Lin was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "There really is an underworld?!" With the spiritual energy of heaven and earth cut off and powerful demons and monsters nowhere to be found, could the underworld still be preserved?
Wait a minute, if the underworld exists, then wasn't it overstepping my bounds by sending Qiu Niang to be reincarnated? So this person brought me here to demand an explanation?! This is truly outrageous.
Situ Pojun's tone remained unchanged, "I suppose so. Young friend, won't you introduce yourself?"
"Shang Lin."
The self-introduction was extremely simple, and Situ Pojun, who was practically just for show, couldn't help but twitch his lips. However, he did type Shang Lin's name into the computer.
Soon, information about Shang Lin appeared. Even the supervisor could only say two words when he saw this information—"What a mess."
He didn't even look at the documents, and asked directly, "Would you like to work at our office? We offer five social insurances and one housing fund, and all holidays off. The only downside is that the salary might be a bit low, depending on the hospital's monthly revenue."
Shang Lin looked at Situ Pojun in a daze and asked, "Is it possible that you are illegally recruiting minors? And I'm starting school on September 1st. I'll be on campus almost from six in the morning to ten at night. How am I supposed to work? And a job that doesn't pay me? Am I supposed to starve?"
Situ Pojun looked intently at Shang Lin's still-childish face. "As an anomaly, you're actually studying in a human school?! And you're pretending to be a minor?!"
Shang Lin immediately retorted, "What alien? I'm clearly human, okay? What do you mean by pretending to be a minor? I am a minor."
After saying that, Shang Lin slapped his ID card directly in front of Situ Pojun, saying, "Look carefully."
Situ Pojun glanced at the ID card, then looked at Shang Lin with great confusion, "Then what are you here for?"
Shang Lin paused. He couldn't tell the truth about selling ginseng, so he could only say, "Isn't this a hospital? I came here for a checkup. Little did I know this was actually an office of the underworld." No wonder the malevolent aura was so strong, yet it didn't leak out.
As for whether it's outrageous or reasonable, Shang Lin is speechless, because if it exists, it must have its own way of existing.
Situ Pojun suddenly curled the corner of his mouth, "Anyone who can be sent here is here to apply for a job. You'd better just agree. But since you're a student, you can work during your vacation."
"No, is this some kind of forced sale?" Shang Lin was shocked. "And what can I, a minor, do here?"
"Organize the files, revise the Book of Life and Death, and of course, it would be best to make money, since there are too few living people in our office and the speed at which we make money is far from keeping up with the speed at which we spend it."
Shang Lin's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment. "The Underworld is short of money?!"
"Of course we're short of money. Our office is in the human world, so we can't use ghost money," Situ Pojun said in a very down-to-earth way. "Without money, you can't move an inch anywhere."
Okay, that's the truth, but that's no excuse for forcing others! Wait a minute, Shang Lin suddenly asked, "Since you can live and work in the human world, can your office issue ID cards to good demons?"
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