Hire little monsters in your dreams every day

Chapter 32 If he used that cloud

The elderly saleswoman, dressed in a drab gray robe, with her gray hair styled in a bun, slowly and deliberately introduced the Lingzhi Xiangyun to Huang Xiaozhong while covering the QR code.

"From afar, it resembles a golden sunset; up close, crimson patterns appear and disappear, like a canopy adorned with jewels, or auspicious clouds covering a multi-storied building. It can cover a thousand miles in an instant..."

The newly appointed lackeys, disciples of the immortals, and servants of the immortals below have all looked up.

Huang Xiaozhong gripped the counter, his face flushed red, his eyes bulging as if they were about to burst!

"Is this poisonous?!"

They're all so fast!
"When it comes to me, they start reciting textbook passages?!"

He reached out to pry the old woman's hands open...

Snapped!
His hand was caught by Liu Ye.

Snapped!
Liu Mian held his shoulder.

"You... did you get the procedure wrong?"
"First be a servant, then buy the cloud."

"No more than twenty yuan."

Is it hard to understand?

……

Among the clouds.

Captain Zhang was still introducing Huang Xiaozhong to Wu Yun.

"...This kid is pretty stubborn."

"Actually, he was a college student who couldn't stand the fact that the cafeteria, run by the principal's relative, was expensive, of poor quality, and unhygienic, so he clamored to smash it up."

"Afterwards, they resolutely refuse to apologize or pay compensation, preferring to be punished, detained, or even dismissed rather than admit they were wrong."

"He's a bit stubborn."

"But this child is indeed very talented."

"He flies faster than any of us."

"He learned how to condense ice crystals into a windshield a few days ago, saying he learned it from you... well, maybe he figured it out himself after watching you use it?"

At this point, Captain Zhang sighed and stopped talking.

This child is probably going to get infected.

But he knew he couldn't expect the big shot to save people...

Whether it can be saved or not is another matter...

Who knows what other underhanded tricks these immortal families might have up their sleeves?
Why should someone be forced to take risks for a complete stranger?

At worst, once the dream ends, we can lock Huang Xiaozhong up and use him as research material for psychological experts.

Just as he was sighing, Deputy Captain Mo nudged his arm.

"The big boss has disappeared."

……

"Oh, and he's a little genius?"

Liu Ye saw Huang Xiaozhong's phone.

Wu Jun and the others twisted Huang Xiaozhong's struggling shoulders and dragged him to the table in the main hall.

"hey-hey.

"If you had come to join us earlier, you could have become a city god official."

"But from now on, you'd better obediently be a household slave."

Liu Mian grabbed Huang Xiaozhong's trembling, forceful fingers and was about to press her fingerprint onto the servant register!

Huang Xiaozhong's face flushed red, his eyes widened, and he suddenly erupted at the last moment!
"piss off!"

White clouds rose from beneath his feet, splitting into two!
Every white cloud is covered with an ice shell!
Like two giant fists, one punch was swung at Wu Jun, and the other at Liu Mian!
This is his ultimate move, which he has painstakingly honed; it is his last trump card!

Bang!
The ice-shell cloud fist was shattered by Wu Jun's punch.

Bang!
Another cloud-shaped fist aimed at Liu Mian was blocked by Lu Ming, whose face was full of flattery.

"what?"

Huang Xiaozhong stood frozen in place.

Liu Mian, Liu Ye, and the others were stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up with smiles.

"Interesting, hahaha!"

"I have an idea, hahaha!"

"What kind of little genius are you?"

"Clouds are a means of transportation, who would use clouds to hit someone? Why don't you use a cotton swab?"

"Means of transportation, do you even understand? Do you even understand?!"

Liu Mian chuckled and reached out to pat Huang Xiaozhong's face.

Before his palm could fall, the wisps of clouds in mid-air moved with the wind, and the shards of ice glowed and reassembled, instantly condensing into a giant palm as tall as a person. The clouds were flesh and blood, and the ice crystals were armor. It seemed slow but was actually fast. With a palm strike, it created a sonic boom!

Bang!
With a swift swing, the celestial officials' disciples, the long wooden table, and the register of servants were all swept away!
The wind is strong!

The sound shook the entire palace! Men and horses fell in disarray!

Smoke and dust are everywhere!

Huang Xiaozhong was stunned and at a loss for what to do.

But the giant hand's fingernails hooked his collar, and like a flick of a booger, he was "whooshed" out of the giant palace window!

Enraged, the immortal disciples and servants in the hall drew their swords and roared as they burst forth from the smoke and dust, charging forward and punching, kicking, slashing, and chopping the giant hand to pieces in an instant!
"wrong!"

Liu Ye's expression suddenly changed, and he pulled out a magical artifact prepared by his family from his bosom... a withered, yellowish human head, and rushed to the window of the giant hall!

This withered, yellowish head is a magical artifact specially prepared by the family for the lowly commoners of the lower realm who travel at lightning speed. As long as the head's single eye sees it, it can capture their three souls and seven spirits!

But when he rushed to the window, before he could even wipe the eyelids off the withered head, he saw only a white cloud trail in the sky outside, stretching straight into the distance.

Those lowly people from the lower realms have long since vanished.

"Second Master, it's him?!"

"What about others?"

A group of immortal disciples rushed over, their faces full of anger. Some took out small white bone banners, while others held strange scrolls... These were their clan's treasured immortal artifacts, which even ninth-rank immortal officials could use. They were lent them out only for this struggle for the position!

"They ran away a long time ago!"

……

Sa!
Huang Xiaozhong sits on a cloud, soaring straight to the heavens!

He was hunched over inside the windshield, his face pale and sweating, still reeling from the huge change that had just happened.

Wu Yun sat down next to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's alright now."

"Do you have a camera on you?"

"Was everything inside filmed?"

Huang Xiaozhong was slightly taken aback, then quickly took out his phone and showed Wu Yun the video captured by the camera.

He had come to his senses and figured out what had just happened.

My secret weapon, which I was so proud of, turned out to be so fragile?

The giant hand that appeared later was actually a powerful figure remotely controlling the cloud to save him.
"Did that palm strike just now kill them?"

Wu Yun shook his head.

"It wasn't killed."

Looking back at that attack now, there's still room for improvement.

With some minor adjustments, it might become even more ferocious and sharp.

We can continue to study this later.

He pointed to the image on Huang Xiaozhong's phone screen.

"Is this old woman the examiner at the Fruit Shop?"

Huang Xiaozhong was stunned for a moment.

"The examiner?"

"I thought she was just a sales clerk."

Salesperson?
Based on Wu Yun's understanding of the Immortal Realm, this kind of selection mechanism for celestial officials has existed since ancient times. The current system of paying prizes and purchasing rank via QR code is probably just a minor change in presentation to make it easier for mortal examinees to understand, perhaps due to the introduction of mortal examinees?

In retrospect, the timing of the emergence of the fruit-flavored store, the differential treatment in the purchasing process... the problem lies with this old woman!
However, she doesn't seem to be able to completely ignore the rules and act recklessly... For example, she can't directly give the ninth-grade fruit position to the Liu family, nor can she sell the fruit position at a discount.

"Ugh……

"What's going on with this old man?"
"We should find an imperial censor and report her to the authorities!"

Wu Yun caught up with Captain Zhang and the others, and threw Huang Xiaozhong back.

They then turned back and headed towards the floating island.

"Afterwards, I need to think more about how to use clouds."

"We must continue scavenging for trash, hoping to find some decent weapons."

……

The main hall was in complete disarray.

Several servants who had not attained the rank of Warrior were affected by the power of Wu Yun's palm strike. Some had broken bones and tendons, while others were reduced to minced meat. The remaining servants were holding their noses as they cleaned up the remains.

Liu Ye and Liu Mian stood in the Fruit Shop, glancing again at the black cloud priced at 165000 on the top shelf, their hearts filled with longing.

“If he used that cloud, you will all die today.”

The old woman behind the container suddenly spoke up.

Liu Ye and Liu Mian were stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered their heads.

“My great-aunt’s words are correct.”

“I will certainly strive to do my best.”

　I don't like writing long, complex logical sections, as they can sometimes cause minor misunderstandings for readers. Wu Yun's current situation is that he's only been cultivating in this dream for about ten days. His talent is indeed strong, but he lacks resources and experience. He doesn't actually want to fight the Liu family. The Liu family can't affect his development, and he doesn't know the true depth of a cultivation family or what methods they have in store for him. Under these circumstances, it's best not to act. His reporting of Wu Jun and others, and his help to Huang Xiaozhong, are all attempts to probe his enemies and gather more information. Of course, he will definitely fight later in the story, and it will be exciting, so don't worry about that.

　　
　
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