[Invincible flow / Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger / Daily sand sculpture / Workplace complaints / Cultivation of immortals × modern / No CP]
Chen Xian, the Lord of All Realms, is too busy and wants to take a vacation.
I randomly picked a ninth-level small world - the Milky Way. Before the vacation procedures were completed, he upgraded Galaxy to three levels in a row.
The earth was transformed into immortality overnight. Mortals awaken their spiritual roots, ancient monks line up to awaken, the "Human Covenant" comes into effect, and all mankind is involved in an examination-style cultivation of immortality.
The whole universe is looking for that big boss.
Envoys of civilization queue up for pilgrimage holding star maps. The financial crisis is waiting for him to save the market with one word. Deep in the boundary sea, something is emerging.
And that big boss is currently sitting at the window of the mortal world, handling the most common business in the universe.
The ancestor of Nascent Soul wanted to jump in the queue, but he pushed him back to the end of the queue with one word; the troublemaker was locked into the rules with a formality; the investigation team passed by the window to find him, took a look at the file, turned around and left - it said: ordinary.
No such person found.
The person the whole universe is looking for is sitting at the window without raising his head. He presses the red seal:
"Next one."
