On the day when Master brought back the KPI assessment system from the fairy world, my senior brother and I were cooking hot pot in an alchemy furnace.
>"C-grade sect? The annual performance is at the bottom?" The master shook the assessment slip, and his wig was blown away.
>Eldest brother calmly wiped his hairy belly: "Treating by doing nothing, lying down is the best way."
>I took out the PPT I worked on overnight: "Master, we can set up the first flying sword delivery line in the world of immortality!"
>The fairy from the sect next door: "Can I get you the Zhanqingsi iced milk tea as a takeaway? Add double the pearls, urgent!"
>When the inspection team from the Immortal Realm arrived, they saw that everyone in the sect had a copy of the "Fishing Sutra" and the Buddha jumped over the wall while stewed in the alchemy furnace.
>The team leader opened the account book and his pupils were shaking: "You... Monopolize the circulation of spiritual stones in the cultivation world by delivering food?!"
>My senior brother and I high-fived—what about cultivating immortality and defying heaven as we promised? We have to lie down until the sky is bald!
