A giant screen displayed various job positions. After some discussion, everyone knew they had to face reality. In the words of the middle-aged man, he wasn't even a cultivator, and in his presence, they had no power to fight back. This indicated that resistance would be useless—no one knew how powerful a true cultivator could be.
"This is bullshit!" someone cursed.
"Seriously, this sucks!"
Despite the complaints, considering the obvious power of those around them and the necessity of understanding the situation when arriving at a new place, everyone chose to comply.
They were all experienced people who had spent many years in cultivation. They knew how to be shrewd in such matters.
At this time, the middle-aged man pointed to the job positions and said, "Take a look for yourselves; agriculture, industry, commerce, even various government positions are available. Make your choice."
"I don't know what government work involves, but it looks to me like sweeping floors."
