Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

The tour guide listened quietly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and reminded everyone: "Brothers and sisters, I just communicated with the staff, and there are exactly sixteen trial seats now.

"One hour of trial requires one tael of gold. Is there anyone who wants to sign up?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "How about letting the real star officials go first?"

The star officials said confidently: "It's a piece of cake! Kuimu Lang can't do as much work as me!"

Yang Jian scratched his chin and said uncertainly: "But now is different from the past. The core of the Heavenly Palace has changed a long time ago, and the procedures are also very different from what we used to do. This is what we have to learn."

The star officials smiled but said nothing; they were still very confident in their own profession.

Even if it needs to be changed, that will be in the future.

They don't think that a bunch of outsiders and a love-brained Kuimulang can make much of a change, and they are considered amazing if they can maintain normal operations.

Thus, the twelve genuine star officials, plus four reformist gods, paid the one-hour trial fee and were led in by a tour guide.

Seeing another tourist coming, Kuimulang wondered if this tourist was a great scholar from an aristocratic family, a top scholar from a poor family, or a prince or nobleman?

When he came out and saw it, he was so shocked that his eyes popped out.

"You...what are you doing..." He quickly stopped talking and looked at the tour guide warily.

He didn't know that everyone was brought back by Gu Xingyan, and he didn't even know where the previous gods had gone.

So, his first reaction was that the gods were coming back!

Moreover, they chose to sneak in quietly!

The gods winked at him and bowed like the interns before them.

"Greetings to Lord Kuimu, please give me your guidance!"

Kuimulang was extremely panicked, but it was inconvenient for him to ask them what they were doing there, so he had to arrange seats for everyone under the supervision of the tour guide.

Everyone sat down obediently, then looked at Kuimu Lang with a playful look, and said in a rhythmic manner: "Please teach us, Lord Kuimu!"

Kuimulang's face was about to collapse, and he assigned work tasks to everyone absent-mindedly.

After reading the file, an official thought he had sent it to the wrong person, raised his hand and said, "This mission is of great importance, and it requires three people to work together to complete it."

Kuimulang looked over and said, "It's correct. This project is very simple and can be completed by one person in one hour."

The star official couldn't help but roll his eyes and whispered, "You're trying to trip me up, aren't you, Kuimu Wolf?"

Kuimulang felt extremely wronged, and walked to his seat with his sleeves lifted up, "Wait a moment, I'm going to get something."

After a while, he distributed a special work spreadsheet to all the gods who came later.

There are auxiliary forms suitable for various types of work, which guide staff to list the key information of a project, then split the big problem into small problems and fill in the answers one by one...

"…Finally, make three or more copies of this form, one for your files, one for the responsible officer to check each item to ensure there are no mistakes, and the last copy for us to check when we review and recheck.

"Do you understand?"

The gods remained silent for a long time, unsure whether they understood what was said.

Many people lowered their heads and flipped through the spreadsheet, actually finding the format related to the work at hand, and then picked up their pens to fill in the blanks.

They are very experienced, and when they encounter small problems after splitting, they can immediately find the answers from thousands of years of cases, or even more than one.

Before they knew it, the entire form had been filled out. They took another look at the content and ticked the most suitable answer from the multiple answers they had written.

When they stopped writing, they breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that a day had passed.

It seems that I have been lazing around in the Flower-Fruit Mountain for too long and it is useless!

When he looked up, the star clock above his head clearly showed that only three quarters of an hour had passed!

I came back to my senses in surprise and found that my colleagues around me had finished their work one after another, and like me, their faces were full of disbelief!

One of the star officials couldn't help it and stood up and walked over to an intern to watch.

The intern was also deducing the answer according to the standardized work process. Although his thoughts were a bit bumpy, there was no problem in completing it within an hour!

The star official was shocked!

So, their work... as long as they use better and faster working methods, even mortals can abolish them! ? ?

Even better and faster than they did before?!

The star official's body shook slightly.

He had hoped countless times to improve efficiency so that the star officials could have more time to rest and develop hobbies in their spare time.

But this was too fast! So fast that it made him shudder, so fast that he was worried that he would no longer be needed!

He rushed to Kuimulang tremblingly and handed in the work he had completed.

The intern who was stared at by him just now touched his heart quietly. He almost made a typo because of nervousness! His writing speed was even slower than before!

But this person is so amazing. Although he arrived later than me, he completed the task assigned by Lord Kuimu first. He will definitely get A grade!

Kuimulang glanced at his colleague's expression in confusion, and felt that the other person was in a very chaotic mood, as if he was about to collapse.

I wondered, is the job too difficult? Do I really need to assign two people to work with him?

This is too bad... He doesn't know how to keep up with the times, unlike him...

“…A grade.” After Kuimulang announced the result, he met the star official’s eyes.

"Trial Star Officer, do you have any questions?"

The star official had recovered and accepted the reality. He asked bitterly, "Star official Kuimu, do you think that anyone can work here?"

Kuimulang thought he would ask about the change of ownership of the Heavenly Palace. He was stunned for a moment, then took it very seriously and answered carefully:

"I think that's totally impossible."

As soon as these words came out, the twelve interns from different backgrounds pricked up their ears. Some pursed their lips, some clenched their pens, and some tugged at their clothes...

Kuimu Lang continued, “First of all, entering the scenic area and coming to this palace has already screened out most people.

"Even the worst performer here is a young genius with little experience, so it's inevitable that he was a little careless."

Many mortal interns smiled confidently.

But the star officials were still in low spirits, and they couldn't tell why.

The star official who asked the question said: "You didn't understand what I meant. I meant, as long as this form is used, can humans, demons, ghosts and gods all serve as star officials?"

Kuimu Lang sighed and replied: "If you insist on asking, then I can only answer - yes.

"The difference between humans, demons, ghosts and gods is not big, but it is not small either. The first three can all ascend to become gods, but that depends on chance, cultivation talent, and bloodline...

“Only a very small number of immortal officials were recruited into the Heavenly Court because of their extraordinary abilities.

“To be honest, even I myself did not become a star official because I was good at doing things, but because I lost a battle.

"If a loser like me can be worthy of this title, why can't other demons, ghosts, or gods be worthy of this title?"