A scrap collection station comes to mind

Chen Muyu can't repair his spirit body yet, so he can't help him yet and can only wait until later.

On the other side, Guzheng is about to be released, and the auxiliary pot shows that there are still three days left.

In other words, if everything goes well, after three days, Guzheng will be released from seclusion, and there will be one more strong person in the Golden Core realm on the earth.

Why is it said to be excessive? Because Chen Muyu is not sure whether there is a Golden Core Realm on the earth. In such a huge world, there should be one, right?

…

In the past few days, I have received many application notices from the system's employees. Chen Muyu went into the room and printed out all the applicants' information. There were eighteen copies in total. Now there are only six places left. Now it is finally his turn. It’s up to you to choose someone.

Let the system put all the applicants into your mind. After a while, there were ten or twenty people standing in the square outside, suddenly entering a strange world, and everyone was at a loss.

Especially the two monsters lying at the door made people shudder.

Arong stood behind Chen Muyu holding an ax, temporarily acting as a security guard.

"Come in one by one!"

There was too much information and he was too lazy to read it. Chen Muyu shouted casually and prepared to read the information during the interview to save some time.

"I'm in!"

"Let me in!"

"Oh, don't grab it!"

…

There was a commotion at the door, but several strange-looking men in coarse linen clothes were seen crowding the door, refusing to give way to each other. Looking at their posture, the door was almost squeezed shut.

Chen Muyu patted the table, "Quiet, come one by one!"

Several men stopped fighting, and an older man stood up straight, straightened his messy clothes, and walked in.

Immediately afterwards, several other men entered the room one by one.

Some are tall and some are short, some are fat and some are thin, each has its own characteristics, but they all have one thing in common: crooked melons and cracked dates.

It looks a bit hard to describe.

There were six people in total, chattering and quarreling with each other like a flock of sparrows coming in.

"I'm asking you to come in one by one, don't you understand? Others should go outside and wait!"

Chen Muyu said unhappily that now he was the one selecting the people, so his attitude was naturally different from before.

The six people stopped, and a fatter one who looked older stood up first, with a hey face, and said, "Boss, we are all together, we are a combination!"

combination?

Chen Muyu's face trembled slightly. What kind of combination is using my place as a talent show?

He picked up the information in front of him and flipped through it, and found the resumes of these six people.

Is it really a combination?

"Six Immortals of Peach Valley?"

Chen Muyu looked at the six strange shapes in front of him with an unknown expression on his face.

"That's right!"

The six of them drank together.

"I am Tao Gen'erxian!"

At the beginning, the oldest one stood up and changed his appearance.

"I am Tao Ganxian!"

Immediately afterwards, a thin man stood up and also posed.

"I am Peach Branch Fairy!"

"I am Taoye Xian!"

"I am the Peach Blossom Fairy!"

"I am Taoshixian!"

"We are the Six Immortals of Peach Valley!"

Each person had a different look, and they even shouted in unison at the end, which was really a show.

Such a scene was so shocking that Chen Muyu was so charred on the outside that he was petrified on the spot. He opened his mouth slightly and did not recover for a long time.

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley, the characters in Swordsman and the Six Wonderful Flowers, are really not as famous as meeting them, and meeting them is not as good as being famous.

How is this weird? It is simply the best weird thing.

Chen Muyu even forgot all his poems.

"Guys, can you collect your magical powers first?" After a while, Chen Muyu came back to his senses.

The six people put away their poses. Peach Blossom Fairy blinked a pair of narrowed eyes and said, "Boss, we are hard-working, hard-working and uncomplaining. We are brothers who work together and are as powerful as gold. Do you think we can do it?"

"How about I let those people outside go first?" Tao Ganxian said.

…

You say something, I say something, it’s really lively.

"Hey, shut up!" Arong suddenly shouted.

It became quiet for a moment.

Several people looked at Arong and then at the ax in Arong's hand. They all felt fear and shrank their necks, not daring to speak.

Chen Muyu held up his forehead, with one head and two heads. He thought for a moment and put his resume on the table. "Okay, six of you. I have a general understanding of your situation. That's it for today. Six of you will go back first and wait for notification. !”

Is that the end?

The Six Immortals of Peach Valley looked at each other.

Is this considered a successful interview?

It should be considered a success, right? Are you told to go back and wait for notification?

Several people were chattering and began to ask questions again, when will the notification arrive? What are the benefits?

Chen Muyu was annoyed and asked Ah Rong to kick them out.

This day was too difficult. I met so many strange people right from the beginning.

He only has a total of six spots left now, and it is impossible to give them all to the Six Immortals of Peach Valley. Moreover, Chen Muyu's ideal is that it is best to accept one from each world, so as to maximize the value.

Moreover, the Six Immortals of Peach Valley are crazy and often do bad things. It may be very difficult for them to do things seriously.

Of course, Chen Muyu didn't say anything for sure. He just asked them to go back and wait for news. There will be more than a dozen people interviewed. If he can't find the right one, he doesn't mind accepting these people to fill the gap.

As soon as the Six Immortals of Peach Valley left, the noise outside finally disappeared, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.

"Next, Mocha!"

After taking a rest and adjusting his state, Chen Muyu took a glance at his resume first to avoid the possibility of a strange combination like the Six Immortals of Peach Valley appearing again.

"M78 Nebula Incompetent Warrior?"

Seeing a line of information on his resume, Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, M78 Nebula? Why does it sound so familiar?

An imbecile warrior? What the hell?

Soon, a figure walked in.

Seeing this man's appearance, Chen Muyu turned to stone again.

"Brother, why don't you leave me here to play cosplay?"

Wearing tight-fitting colorful clothes and wearing an Ultraman helmet on his head, Chen Muyu was once again stunned.

The man came to the seat opposite Chen Muyu and sat down. Hearing Chen Muyu's question, he was a little confused.

The child was a little shy, sitting there in a reserved manner and not answering Chen Muyu's words.

Language barrier?

It makes no sense. Once you enter your own mind, the languages ​​of these people will be automatically assimilated by the system. There will be no problem of language barrier.

Arong couldn't stand the man's costume, so he stepped forward and grabbed the man's helmet, trying to pull it off.

The man screamed as he was pulled apart, and Arong almost tore off his head, but he couldn't pull off his helmet.

"stop!"

Chen Muyu shouted.

If he didn't stop him, Arong would really tear his head off.

As soon as Arong let go, the man stood up suddenly, crossed his arms and made a sign of the cross, in a defensive posture.

Chen Muyu stood up and looked at the person in front of him carefully, "M78 Nebula? Ultraman?"