"If you don't want to be a big player, you're counting on yourself and waiting until the Year of the Monkey?"
Zhao Fan took a deep breath, and suddenly, a light flashed in his mind!
I remember that on the way back, when I passed the street where the City Lord's Mansion is located, I saw a recruitment notice. At least the Soul of Time and Space controls less than 50% of the empty cultivators. It seems that the position is for warehouse management?
"Warehouse... If I were to manage the warehouse where the space-time sand is stored, with my instantaneous absorption efficiency, wouldn't it be possible to guard and steal the space-time soul overnight?" Zhao Fan thought about it for a long time and felt that it was very feasible. The risk is nothing more than being discovered and confronting the Lord of Dachu City.
That Dachu City Lord has been at the fourth level for who knows how long, and his strength is absolutely terrifying.
At worst, just leave without being discovered.
Zhao Fan acted immediately when his heart moved. He ran out of his house and came to the city lord's mansion standing on the central line of Dachu City.
Because one city is separated by two, the left half of the city lord's palace is in Beicheng District, and the right half is in Nancheng District.
"Stop, what are you doing?"
The guard at the left gate saw Zhao Fan approaching and scolded him sternly.
Zhao Fan pointed to the big sign next to the door and said, "Brother, I heard that the City Lord's Mansion manages the signboard warehouse, so I wanted to give it a try."
With the soul of time and space, he could clearly feel that the opponent's control level was at least one thousand percent, which was ten times the initial combat power. If he faced him, it would be like killing a chicken.
"Oh? Applicant?"
The guard's expression softened, and he carefully felt Zhao Fan, "Well, the level of control is adequate, and there are still two places left for the warehouse management position. Don't blame me for not telling you in advance. This is a cool job, not fat. It’s bad, and it’s extremely painful. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been full since last month.”
"torment?"
Zhao Fan looked at the sign in confusion, "Isn't he the one guarding the warehouse?"
"It's too simple."
The guard shook his head and said: "Do you know what the warehouse is for? That is where our Dachu City Lord stores the space-time sand. As a warehouse manager, we must first supervise each other and not steal from ourselves, and second, we must clean up and list. If there is any sloppiness, there will be a deviation, and the consequence will be death. Rebirth. Three... Guarding piles of space-time sand every day, and having no use for it, is it tormenting or not? Moreover, a lot of time is wasted in the warehouse every day, and the time for self-condensation is greatly reduced. However, fortunately, the tax meeting The City Lord's Mansion will hand it over for you, but it will be slow to improve."
"Understood."
Zhao Fan nodded and said, "I decided to apply, and I believe I am qualified!"
"Well, I hope you can do a good job. If you are lucky enough to be valued by the city lord, you will be very prosperous in the future." After the guard explained the cheats, he threw out an impossible temptation, in order to keep the other party in the job for a long time.
"Come with me."
After the guard took Zhao Fan into the city lord's mansion, he pointed to the black building in the distance that covered an area of 10,000 square meters and was ten meters high, "That's the warehouse there."
"So big?" Zhao Fan asked dumbfounded, "Is it all full of time sand and empty sand?"
"right."
The guard introduced: "Every day, the city lord's consumption is astonishing, and the amount of space-time sand sent into and out of the warehouse every day is beyond your imagination. As far as I know, in almost an hour, five warehouses manage You must each write down at least ten records of outbound and inbound records, with no deviations. And every seven days, your boss, the boss, will personally tally your outbound and inbound records. If there are any slight errors, They will be held accountable.”
Zhao Fan looked serious and said, "Don't worry, I will do my job seriously."
Soon after, he followed the guard to a house. The other person stood in front of the door and said: "Sister Xiao, there is a little brother who is applying for warehouse management. I have made it clear what I need to say. I will ask him immediately after you register." Join the warehouse department.”
Creak, the door opens.
She is a woman with red hair, elegant temperament, and even more turbulent in front.
As soon as she appeared, Zhao Fan felt a surge of oppression coming towards him, controlling at least half of the soul of time and space!
"This is the Chief Registrar. To put it simply, he is the housekeeper of the Lord of the City, Xiao Ran." The guard introduced with admiring eyes: "She controls nine hundred percent of the soul of time and space, even ten of the most prestigious people. Eight-star generals will be defeated even if they join forces."
Zhao Fan nodded when he heard this and said, "Senior Xiao."
"Senior? You call me senior?" Xiaoran's face turned cold, she smoothed her hair and asked close to Zhao Fan.
The guard immediately touched Zhao Fan's arm and whispered: "What are you shouting about? Do you want to call me Sister Xiao? She doesn't like to be called senior."
"Well."
Zhao Fan immediately changed his words: "Sister Xiao."
"That's more like it. I'm not old. Forget it, you're new here and don't know anything." Xiaoran didn't care anymore. She asked Zhao Fan to touch a ball of light with the pass and completed the message. Enter.
"Bufan, this number should come to Dachu City not long ago." Xiaoran glanced at Zhao Fan and said: "Since you are a newcomer and are willing to come to the city lord's mansion to work, sister, on behalf of the city lord, I will give you a gift from outside. A gift worth 100,000 hours of sand. But if you resign in a short time, you have to pay it back."
Zhao Fan looked shocked after hearing this. It was worth 100,000 hours of sand. Didn't it cost one million of empty sand to buy it?
