Chapter 2602: 2603: A New Job Completion Rate

Chapter 2602: Chapter 2603: A New Job Completion Rate

“Hmm?”

Chen Yuanxing was stunned for a moment, but he was a smart person and quickly realized what Lin Yi meant.

“Oh, my memory! How could I forget this matter?” Chen Yuanxing said with a smile:

“This is the Longhu Mountain Scenic Spot, and we’re responsible for everything here. Since there’s a problem with the road, naturally, we have to repair it.”

“You really know how to handle things.”

Chen Yuanxing laughed awkwardly, just hoping Lin Yi wouldn’t pursue this matter; otherwise, he’d be out of a job.

Without resources to use, getting that treasure wouldn’t be easy.

“Since you’ve decided to spend money on fixing the road, let this matter pass and don’t disturb our peace.”

Feeling relieved, Chen Yuanxing realized that since Lin Yi wouldn’t pursue it, the head office would let him off the hook.

“Alright, alright, I won’t disturb the masters any further.”

After a few polite words, Chen Yuanxing left with his people.

Li Yongnian hurried to the Blessed Land Gate.

“Uncle Master, you’re amazing, actually making the person in charge of the scenic area come to apologize?”

“Don’t make such a fuss, go about your business. I’m just here to enjoy the view.”

“Alright then.”

Sitting quietly at the Blessed Land Gate, Lin Yi watched the sunset.

After dinner, Lin Yi returned to his room, chatted with a few women for a while, and lay down in his clothes until the early hours.

Staring at the wall clock, Lin Yi waited silently.

As the second hand made another full circle, the next day would arrive.

The new profession was about to begin.

Despite past storms and waves, this feeling of opening a mystery box still intrigued Lin Yi.

At the same time, he secretly prayed for a laid-back security job.

Soon, the second hand reached the 12 o’clock position.

But to Lin Yi’s surprise, the system’s voice didn’t echo in his mind?

“Hmm?”

Lin Yi sat up, “What’s going on? Why aren’t you responding? Where’s the new profession?”

[2 minutes and 49 seconds remain until the new profession can be started.]

Lin Yi looked at his phone again, then at the clock on the wall.

“Darn, it’s almost three minutes fast.”

The room quieted down with the ticking of the second hand.

Lin Yi felt like he was lying on the surface of the sea, gradually sinking with each tick.

Soon, the system notification chimed as expected.

[New profession starts (yes/no)]

[Experience profession: Firefighter.] [Job completion rate: 0%.]

[Host, please claim your professional starter pack: 10 million RMB, fireproof mask.]

“Whoa!”

This profession truly surprised Lin Yi.

He had considered many possibilities, but this profession had never crossed his mind.

“System, let’s negotiate. Next time, can you give me a security job? I just want to relax, no more striving.”

After complaining, the system remained silent.

Following the usual pattern, Lin Yi cursed the system’s ancestors and then focused on the new profession.

Upon reflection, being a firefighter seemed quite interesting.

But currently, the Daoist priest profession had just begun, so starting a new profession was not suitable, so he put it aside and fell asleep.

At around four in the morning the next day, Lin Yi, as usual, went to the back mountain.

He liked to meditate here in the early morning until the sun was high before leaving.

The road down from Shangqing Palace was being repaired intensively.

To keep his job, Chen Yuanxing didn’t dare waste any time.

The people up and down Shangqing Palace were very displeased.

It wouldn’t be long until the former glory was restored.

At another mountain head several hundred meters away was another famous Daoist temple on Longhu Mountain, Zhengyi Temple.

According to records, Shangqing Palace was founded by Daoist patriarch Zhang Daoling.

Whereas Zhengyi Temple was founded by the fourth-generation Heavenly Master Zhang Sheng.

Thus, in terms of heritage, Zhengyi Temple was slightly inferior.

Though both are very authentic, claiming to be the birthplace of Daoism is not an exaggeration, but ultimately Shangqing Palace is slightly more orthodox.

Over the years, however, Zhengyi Temple has consciously avoided these views, vigorously promoting themselves as the orthodox Daoist lineage.

For those unclear on the facts, many have believed their claims, considering Zhengyi Temple the most authentic Daoist origin.

And the honest and conservative Shangqing Palace suffered from this, the most direct loss being the incense offerings.

On the road to Longhu Mountain, people and vehicles steadily ascended the mountain, turning towards the place they wanted to go at the fork.

But most turned left, heading towards Zhengyi Temple.

“What’s going on here? Wasn’t the road repair stopped? How come it’s continuing?”

The speaker was a young man named Sun Liqiang, around thirty, dressed in a Daoist robe with his hair pulled up, gazing at the distant Shangqing Palace.

They knew well that the current status of Zhengyi Temple was largely due to the road that hadn’t been repaired for over a year.

This drew more tourists to them, and with promotional marketing, Zhengyi Temple surpassed Shangqing Palace.

If Shangqing Palace repaired the road, it would definitely divert tourists, affecting Zhengyi Temple’s incense offerings.

“I heard someone reported the scenic area, claiming the leaders were not doing their jobs, so they had no choice but to hire someone to repair the road.”

The speaker was slightly older and appeared calmer.

His name was Liu Peng, Sun Liqiang’s uncle master.

“Once they finish repairing the road, it will definitely impact us. We need to think of a solution,” Sun Liqiang said.

Liu Peng nodded silently. They were both genuine Daoist priests, having been on the mountain for many years, very familiar with the situations of both temples.

They both understood that Shangqing Palace had a more authentic heritage than Zhengyi Temple, and without significant marketing, Zhengyi Temple couldn’t compare.

“Let’s not discuss this between us; we should report it to your master and come up with a proper plan.”

“But the problem is the scenic area has already started repairing the road, which we can’t stop. Other measures only treat the symptoms, not the root problem.”

“You’re mistaken there. There’s a temple fair in just over twenty days. We can use this opportunity to heavily promote ourselves once more, telling everyone that Zhengyi Temple is the true Daoist lineage, and solidify this claim as much as possible. Even if the road is repaired by then, Shangqing Palace won’t be able to shake our status.”

Upon hearing Liu Peng’s words, Sun Liqiang’s eyes lit up.

“I get what you mean. As long as we can stop them from repairing the road before the temple fair, we’ll have completed our mission.”

“Exactly,” Liu Peng nodded and said:

“But how to do this specifically, we should ask your master.”

Sun Liqiang nodded, then looked at the shadowy Blessed Land Gate in the distance, sneering continuously:

“A bunch of country bumpkins thinking they can compete with Zhengyi Temple for incense offerings. Do they even know what they’re like? Are they worthy?”

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