I'm Doing Logistics in Heaven

Li Si died suddenly while working overtime and was hung on the fairy rope at the waste treasure recycling center in the fairy world. At the feet are piles of junk: a leaking Jade Cauldron alchemy furnace, a Qianli sound transmission mirror that jammed into a PPT, and a merit printer that printed garbled 404 codes. In my arms, I touched a Tianjie Pad with 1% battery. The screen was cracked like a spider web. [Managerial personality detected, activate "Fairyland Industry Chain Integration Guide v9.9"] I stared at the room full of rags in the fairy world, and slapped my thigh: "Isn't this the fairyland version of Xianyu Lanhai?" When the Xuantian Sect's Hundred Thousand Sword Cultivation Realm was over, I took out the "Immortal World MBA Admissions Brochure". "Fellow Taoist, are you still gambling on a breakthrough with a hundred years of hard training? Sign up and get Lao Jun to sign the "Five Years of Tribulation and Three Years of Simulation"!" The Broken Star Sword Master split open on the spot: "I... I want to sign up?"