Zongmen's Sales Department Is in Charge of the Lifeblood of the Three Realms

Lin Zhao died suddenly at the customer service station, and when he opened his eyes again, he traveled to Xuantian Sect. Others who traveled through the world of cultivating immortals were either saints, demons, or losers who counterattacked and broke off the engagement at the beginning. And at the beginning, he was assigned to the most despised place in the entire sect: the after-sales hall. The flying sword no longer flies, look for him. If the elixir is ruined, look for him. The spirit beast went crazy and looked for him. The elder went into seclusion and went crazy, so I still looked for him. Facing a group of monks who were constantly attacking people with their swords, Lin Zhao could only show a professional smile: "Dear, have you restarted your flying sword?" It wasn't until the Tiandao work order system was activated that he discovered that the so-called after-sales hall was not just a bench of handymen, but the place closest to the truth in the entire sect. Every complaint is a clue. Every time I report for repairs, there are flaws. Behind every negative review, there is a shady story about the sect. Is the Refining Hall cutting corners? Danyaotang false propaganda? Is the law enforcement agency passing the blame? The elder still refuses to admit that the retreat has failed? Lin Zhao called up 372 work order records with his backhand: "Everyone, please don't rush to draw your sword yet." "The evidence chain has been automatically synchronized with the law enforcement hall." From then on, Xuantian Sect had one more person who could not be messed with. His cultivation level is not high, but he has the fault records of the entire sect. He doesn't have a big position, but he can shut down Jiufeng's business. He seems to be just a customer service guy, but in fact he specializes in dealing with all kinds of complaints. Many years later, immortals, demons, monsters, and ghost cultivators lined up to submit work orders. The way of heaven collapsed and the three realms were shaken. Lin Zhao looked at the red alert on the screen, was silent for a moment, and opened the system background: "Hello, this is the Sanjie After-Sales Center." "Excuse me, who is using the way of heaven to its detriment?"