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Chapter 33 Celestial Officials' Food and Salary
Huff...woo...

A cold wind blew across the floating island.

Wu Yun lay in the cloud, curled up in a comfortable position, watching the small cloud ball dancing nimbly in his palm, still thinking about the palm strike he had just delivered.

This tiny cloud, following his thoughts, sometimes condensed into ice, sometimes melted into water, sometimes became a cloud, sometimes flew fast, sometimes moved slowly.

However, its power is unlikely to increase further in any way.

"I feel like something's missing?"

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard in the distance.

"Waaaaah! Awooooo!"

It was Mink Circle, swishing its big tail as it ran over quickly, holding up a metal plate to present as a treasure to the boss!

Wu Yun smiled, patted its head, and took the metal plate.

"What kind of suicide note did he write in prison this time?"

Upon closer inspection, it really isn't!

This is a heavy, cool metal plate, weathered and worn by countless years of corrosion. However, the densely engraved characters are still legible.

On my very first day as deputy garrison commander on the island, I became my superior's enemy.

Everyone says that the Heavenly Palace intends for me to succeed the Garrison Commander in the future.

[But the garrison commander's son is also waiting for that position.]

On the first day, I was forced to drink seven or eight jugs of wine, eat two chickens, a fish, three bowls of noodles, and be given a taste of my power.

The major families on the island don't seem to like the garrison commander very much either; they've all secretly come to my house to say they support me.

The patriarch of the Zhang family even gave me a box of valuable South Sea pearls.

[Heaven have mercy, just a few days ago, I was merely a lowly clerk in the criminal justice department of the City God of Xizhou Guan County in the human realm.]

This is the first time in my life I've ever seen a South Sea pearl!

South Sea pearls are so beautiful! Holding them in my hand, they are as smooth and lustrous as the moon.

I love it!

When I gave this box of South Sea pearls to the garrison commander, he loved it!

[Hahaha, I'm just a low-ranking official promoted from the lowest ranks, why should I get involved in the power struggles of these gentlemen?]

I became a celestial official not to fight against anyone, but simply for that celestial official's salary.

I have no ambition to become a garrison commander; I would be content to live a quiet life as a deputy envoy.

"Oh?

"Is this guy a lowly official with no ambition?"
What does he mean by the salary of the celestial officials he mentioned?
"What does 'a celestial official's salary' mean?"

Sure enough, not long after, the celestial officials' salaries were distributed.

When I was the City God of Guan County, there were three hundred celestial officials in my jurisdiction, and each official received only one celestial peach per year.

Every year, a grand feast is held for celestial officials. This single peach is boiled into a soup, and three hundred celestial officials then share it in small and large cups according to their rank.

Drinking this cup while lying on your back will strengthen your body, consolidate your foundation, and extend your life by three years.

When I arrived at this floating island, I found two hundred celestial officials within its jurisdiction, along with two celestial peaches and a pot of celestial wine.

At the celestial officials' feast, the garrison commander brewed a pot of peach wine, its aroma so enticing that it was unlike anything he had ever tasted before!

The garrison commander gave me a cup of wine, which I drank three-quarters of in one gulp, and it added ten years to my life.

"Drinking three-tenths of it will extend your life by ten years?"
"Is this for real, or is it just hype?"

Wu Yun searched his memory for information about "celestial official stipends," and soon realized that the "ten-year life extension" might actually be true...

It's not just about extending lifespan!
Consuming the salary of celestial officials can increase the spiritual energy within the body.

The more spiritual energy one possesses, the stronger one's immortal techniques become!

"Um?

"So the reason my magic isn't very powerful is because I lack the salary of a celestial official?"

Wu Yun thought about it more and more and it seemed more and more likely.

But all around was ruin and devastation.

"Who will pay my salary?"

I served as the Registrar of the Criminal Division in Guan County, a ninth-rank official.

[To serve as a deputy garrison commander in Heaven is also a ninth-rank official.]

[Official rank did not reach the heavens.]

But the salary of these celestial officials is truly heaven-sent!

With this salary, what more could I ask for? Only to work diligently and conscientiously as the garrison commander's deputy!

Perhaps I'm quite capable; the garrison commander is assigning me more and more work.

[Adjusting the array's core, training celestial soldiers, controlling the wind and rain... this job is far more interesting than anything on earth.]

With a single decree, I can draw spiritual energy from the mortal realm and elevate it to the heavens.

With a wave of my hand, I can intercept the storms of the mortal world and trap them within my formation.

As I worked diligently, the array on the island improved, and the amount of spiritual energy transmitted increased.

If I impart more spiritual energy to my superiors this year, won't they reward me even more next year?

【Ha ha ha ha】

The garrison commander has ordered that the island's strategic points are running out of water again, and that they must intercept several more storms from the human world.

I immediately ordered its execution.

A letter from an old friend arrived on my desk, saying that Guan County had suffered from severe drought for years, and this year there was no rain again.

[Back then, you helped me ascend to heaven, just so that Guan County could have more rainwater.]

Why is it that even though I've gone to heaven, there's been little rain in Guan County?

The garrison commander ordered me to intercept the wind and rain.

[Let me send you off through wind and rain, my old friends from the mortal world.]

What can I do?

Of course I'll listen to the adults!

Heaven and earth give birth to all things to nourish the celestial officials.

[I am above Guan County, but who knows how many other celestial officials are above me?]

[Less rainwater interception means less spiritual energy to offer]

[If the offerings contain less spiritual energy, wouldn't that delay the salaries of the officials above us?]

I'm sure my fellow villagers understand this principle.

The rainwater should still be contained, even if it causes some hardship for the villagers.

Wu Yun frowned.

"This kid is really a scoundrel, he doesn't seem like a good person."

More than half the year has passed, autumn has gone and winter is coming.

The floating island has offered 101 liters of spiritual energy this year, exceeding its target.

An old friend from the mortal realm, having somehow received news, has written to me again, asking for my help.

Now that the mission on the island is complete, could we send these winter snowflakes down to the human world, bringing more moisture to the land and lessening the suffering of our fellow villagers?

[But the garrison commander's instructions have also arrived.]

Although the mission has been accomplished, the snowmelt should still be preserved!

The floating island aims to contribute 120 liters of spiritual energy this year, hoping to secure an extra peach for its celestial colleagues next year.

【well】

How could the people of the mortal realm possibly understand the thoughts of celestial officials?

We'll just have to make things harder for them.

call……

A cold wind blew, and the sky gradually darkened.

Wu Yun lay on the cloud, gradually understanding...

That garrison commander truly doesn't care about human life or death.

This deputy garrison commander really can't handle anything.

A year has passed, winter has gone and spring has arrived.

The garrison commander trusts me more and more, entrusting me with more and more work, while he himself stays at home and seems to be busy with something all day long.

Every now and then, I would be given orders to intercept the wind and rain of the mortal world, to pour more water into the great formation to ensure its operation, and to offer more spiritual energy.

[Thus, I collected the rainwater of spring and the torrential rain of summer, and offered seventy liters of spiritual energy as a sacrifice for spring and summer.]

The high-ranking celestial official was overjoyed!

[At the end of summer, a celestial official's stipend arrived, containing two jugs of celestial wine and two peaches!]

(End of this chapter)