God of Life and Death

The world has changed, but the rules are still the same!

The elderly in the family all hope that their children and grandchildren will have a stable job. They do not seek wealth, but peace and health.

"Okay, let me give you these eight guys! What are the conditions for you to be promoted from the ninth-level deacon to the eighth-level deacon? Let me see if I can help you meet it!"

Fang Yue led Sima Xiao into the house.

The ancients said it right, when a long drought comes with rain, and when you meet an old friend in a foreign land, they are all happy events in life.

Although this damn fat guy is not very reliable. He also likes to sell his teammates. But when Fang Yue met him in the divine city, he still felt an inexplicable closeness in his heart.

"Forget it! This Wanxiang Pavilion is so dark. Everyone who joins the Wanxiang Pavilion must start from the bottom and climb up step by step! Just like VIP upgrades, the people in this Wanxiang Pavilion are also divided into nine and eighteen levels. , just this deacon is divided into nine levels. The status and rights of each level are very different!

But promotion among deacons is difficult. Just from the ninth to the eighth level, you need to complete the task of 50 million spiritual stones. I am a genius, how could I be given such a big job! "

Sima laughed and cursed. I think this Wanxiang Pavilion is very dark and deceptive!

Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "How much can these eight guys sell for?"

Sima Xiao glanced at him and said: "At most one hundred thousand spirit stones will suffocate him to death! There is no shortage of innate talent in the divine city!"

"Then how much quota do you still need to be promoted to the eighth-level deacon?"

Fang Yue asked.

Sima smiled and said: "Fifty million..."

Fang Yue rolled his eyes: "Well, I'll help you fill in the 50 million limit, but if something happens to me, you have to help me!"

"Fifty million spiritual stones... just you?"

Sima smiled with doubt on his face.

But immediately, he showed a surprised expression, and Sima smiled and patted his thigh.

"I remember, you are the real rich man and landowner! If you sell some of the resources you extorted, I will have the title of eighth-class deacon!"

Sima smiled with excitement on his face.

He really wanted to see the expression on the face of the old man in his family when he knew that he had risen from ninth-level deacon to eighth-level deacon in just one month!

Hehe, that look must be quite exciting!

"No, I keep those things for use, and I'm not going to sell them yet. Take this jar of Baicao Liquid and help me sell it. I should be able to get a good price!"

Fang Yue waved his hand, and a jar of Baicao Liquid fell in front of Sima Xiao.

Sima Xiao was speechless: "Fang Yue, things like Baicao Liquid that are not on the market are all over the streets in the city of God, so you can't sell a few spiritual stones at all!"

I thought Fang Yue would come up with something earth-shattering, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a jar of Baicao Liquid.

This thing is used for washing feet in the family, okay?

Not to mention fifty million spiritual stones, even fifty spiritual stones may not be wanted by anyone!

"My eldest young master Sima, you have been in my shop for so long, and you haven't even noticed that I sell things?"

Fang Yue was completely hopeless.

When he was in Yandu, he was buying Baicao Liquid, which could prolong life, in full swing. This guy doesn't even know.

"Ah? What are you selling?" Sima Xiao chuckled: "I really haven't paid attention to this. Regarding the affairs of the Yan Kingdom, I focused all my energy on the research of my sacred artifact! As for the external affairs, I I didn’t pay too much attention to observe!”

"My Baicao Liquid can extend your life. Under the realm of heaven and earth, a drop of Baicao Liquid can extend your life by half a month! What a shame, my Baicao Liquid is so popular, you don't even know a little bit about it!"

Fang Yue doesn't even know what this guy is thinking about every day!

After Sima Xiao heard the effect of Baicao Liquid, he immediately became energetic!

"A treasure that can extend life? Hey, this is always popular in the city of God! It doesn't matter if your realm is low, you can buy it for your children and grandchildren! After eating it, your life span will be increased, and you can use it when your realm is high! Are they all life-extending medicine?"

Sima Xiao swallowed.

Fang Yue's container is really scary.

Life-extending elixirs are rare and rare, and people only store them in jade bottles or something like that.

If you take a big jar and don’t know it, you might think it’s liquor!

"There are about 1,500 drops of Baicao liquid in it. You should consider selling it! This is the first batch. I will give you the second batch in ten days!"

Fang Yue took his time.

In fact, he still had a lot of Baicao liquid in his hand. When he was in Yandu, he had nothing to do and cooked dozens of pots in a serious manner!

But things are rare and valuable. If too much is released at once, it will definitely have the opposite effect.

The water flows slowly.

The market must first stir up Baicao Liquid, then it will be truly king.

Sima Xiao looked at the jar of Baicao liquid, and his mouth turned crooked in laughter at the fastest speed!

Regardless of whether the task quota can be reached if this transaction goes on, a new life-extending drug has been launched in the Divine City, which is enough to make him famous in the Divine City!

When he thought of the wonderful expression of the old man at home, Sima Xiao's heart was filled with joy!

Send Sima Xiao away. Fang Yue has already begun to research his new elixir formula. If one doesn't work, then he will try another one!

Fang Yue didn't believe that he really couldn't understand the true meaning of life and heaven despite his perseverance!

Divine City, Wanxiang Pavilion.

Sima Xiao led eight slaves back happily.

Turning around, Sima Xiao just stepped through the door of Wanxiang Pavilion.

A slightly sharp sound, like an awl stabbing!

"Hey, isn't this our Young Master Sima! Why, there are no treasures to sell, so I sold a few slaves from the slave market to fill up my performance! Tsk tsk, Young Master Sima, this is not like your style! Eight innate seventh-level You little guy can’t even sell three melons or two dates, so why don’t you call me big brother and I’ll give you some of my performance?”

Sima Xiao turned back coldly.

In fact, he knew where this annoying voice came from without even looking.

Wu Jian.

A disciple of the Wu family, an immortal family. He comes from a branch lineage, but his own talent is extremely strong.

At the age of eighteen, he has entered the ranks of the fifth level of innateness.

He came to Wanxiang Pavilion in the same group as Sima Xiao. But he is different from Sima Xiao, a guy who makes trouble every day and makes his grandma not hurt him and his uncle not to love him.

Although Wu Jian comes from a branch of the family, he has been cared for by his family elders since he was a child because of his talent.

This time Wu Jian came to Wanxiang Pavilion. On the first day, his uncle signed a deal for him for five million spiritual stones.

Although this is still far from the promotion amount of 50 million spiritual stones. But at the very least, it is the first step in a long march of thousands of miles.

Even the leader of Sima Xiao and Wu Jian, the fifth-class deacon Chen Yan, admired Wu Qi very well. Would he have targeted Sima Xiao in order to please Wu Jian?

Sima Xiao's face turned slightly dark.

Without saying a word, Deng Deng Deng went upstairs and returned to his work station with a vote of slaves.

Wanxiangge, the only thing we care about is your performance.

No amount of verbal disputes can be as dazzling as outstanding performance.

"Sima Xiao, tomorrow is the time for your product display! You wouldn't say that you want to use these slaves as the top products you want to display!"

Sima smiled at his desk, his butt still not hot from sitting.

Chen Yan walked over with an old face and said to Sima Xiao in a very rude tone.

"You don't have to worry about my business!" Sima Xiao raised his eyelids and glanced at Chen Yan, not even bothering to do the etiquette of getting up.

He will treat others the same way others treat him.

Chen Yan?

what!

An old dog from a declining family spends all day licking Wu Jian's thighs.

There was a snap.

Chen Yan slapped the table hard.

Sima Xiao's wooden table was shaking constantly.

"Sima Xiao, what do you mean? You don't want to do it, do you? I'm reminding you! Is this your attitude?"

Chen Yan salivated. It made Sima smile.

Sima Xiao slowly took out a tissue from the table and wiped the spittle from his face.

"Yes! I really don't want to do this anymore. Fire me if you can!"

Sima Xiao said in a mean tone.

It is full of provocation.

In an instant, the office was filled with smoke.

Chen Yan glared at Sima Xiao fiercely and was choked to the point where he couldn't utter a single word.

To put it bluntly, he is a leader for Sima Xiao and Wu Jian.

As the leader, he has the right to make criticisms and suggestions to the superiors. As for expulsion? Not even the first class deacon dared to say it.

If it is an ordinary employee, it will be opened.

But Sima Xiao is a typical guanxi household. Did you drive him? That is tantamount to a slap in the face of the Sima family!

Chen Yan can guarantee that if he announces his dismissal of Sima Xiao now, he will be dead on the street in the afternoon.

On the surface of the divine city, there is harmony. The weather is calm, but the dirty activities below are even worse than other places!

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes in the divine city are particularly murderous.

"Okay, Sima Xiao, just wait and see when you and Wu Jian have an exhibition tomorrow. If you can't come up with something good, how will the Sima family deal with you? Hmph!"

Chen Yan said harsh words, turned around and left.

Sima Xiao glanced at Chen Yan's back as he disappeared into the crowd, and just said lightly: "Noisy!"

The next day.

Divine City Wanxiang Pavilion.

On the first floor, in a corner, between two inconspicuous exhibition halls, there was a flood of people.

There are red notes on the top of the two exhibition halls.

One room reads "Ninth Class Deacon, Wu Jian Exhibition Hall".

One room reads "Ninth Class Deacon, Sima Xiao Exhibition Hall".

Business exhibition.

This is a unique scenery in the Wanxiang Pavilion of the Divine City.

All new employees need to prepare for such a product exhibition within four days of joining the company.

First, it is to increase the visibility of new employees so that they can open up more markets.

Secondly, I also hope to take advantage of this opportunity to give new employees a certain amount of training so that they can learn their shame and become brave again!

Exhibitions like this happen every day, and most of the time, there is nothing good. After all, most of the new employees who have just joined Wanxiang Pavilion have low cultivation levels and no background.

The treasure in their eyes may be worthless to the customers of Wanxiang Pavilion.

Next to the exhibition hall, there is a reception room hundreds of meters away.

Li Si, the manager on the first floor of Wanxiang Pavilion in Shencheng, made Sima Shan a cup of strong tea.

"Lao Shan, are you really not going to help your grandson this time? I can hear that Wu Qi has put a lot of thought into this exhibition and must trample Sima Xiao under his feet!"

Li Si looked at the elder of the Sima family who was still ageless despite the passage of time.

I secretly sighed in my heart that the Sima family had put a lot of effort into getting this Sima Xiao to change his ways.

On the surface, the Sima family was laissez-faire and strictly suppressed Sima Xiao.

But only Li Si understood how much effort this old friend spent on Sima Xiao.

"Help him? Why should I help him!" Sima Xiao played with the tea in his hand and shook it gently. The light fragrance of the tea inside spread out. But not a drop of it spilled out.

"Young people always have to suffer some losses before they know how to make progress and how to be inferior to others!"

Sima Shan lowered his head and looked at the tea swaying in his hand.

A face full of sadness was reflected in the light tea.

Problem boy!