Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 599 - 337: Dementia, A Common Human Condition_3

"I am Zhang Ze."

Brother Qiang nodded, "I am Brother Qiang."

Then he added, "We don't provide contract writing services; you have to write it yourself, sir."

"I want to see your current boss." Zhang Ze emphasized again.

Brother Qiang felt a bit baffled, "If you want to see my boss, you need to fill out the form, right? If you don't fill out the form, how can I schedule the shifts to send you to the Dragon Beard Pass main office?"

Zhang Ze, "Don't you know who I am?"

Brother Qiang, "Of course, who wouldn't recognize you? You're the one who famously beat up the naked guy at the Qinghe Association, right?"

Zhang Ze, "...."

"No, then why were you acting all mysterious when you approached me?"

Zhang Ze didn't understand, imitating Brother Qiang's gesture, making the same secretive mouth-covering motion.

"I just woke up this morning, didn't have time to brush my teeth, had some bad breath, so I was covering my mouth to avoid offending our guests." Saying this, Brother Qiang retrieved a freshening candy from under the counter and tossed it into his mouth.

"Fine, even if you had bad breath, why are you hiding your cultivation?" Zhang Ze asked.

Brother Qiang then realized there might have been a misunderstanding. He innocently explained, "I wasn't hiding my cultivation; sir, you probably couldn't tell because I'm just a mortal, I can't even perform Qi Refining yet."

Zhang Ze, "Ah?"

Brother Qiang continued to explain, "I really wasn't lying to you, sir. You probably don't know, but here at Everywhere Pass, there's no hiring limitation.

"Mortal, cultivator, or demon race, human or not, everyone is welcome to work at Everywhere Pass.

"Hehe, to be honest, I didn't believe it at first either. I only came here on a whim, not expecting that after I said I could read and was good at evaluating livestock, I got hired immediately."

"Then what about your attitude?" Zhang Ze asked.

Seeing that Zhang Ze still looked puzzled, Brother Qiang continued, "It's my fault, my fault.

"The main issue is that our employee handbook says we should meet all customer requests. I saw you come in acting mysterious, and assumed it was your special quirk.

"So I mimicked the style of Xu Wenqiang, the cultivator from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion brochure, to connect with you."

"You…" Zhang Ze wanted to say something but lifted his hand and closed his mouth instead, as this situation wasn't Brother Qiang's fault; it was his own overthinking.

"Sir, do you still want to go to Dragon Beard Pass?" Brother Qiang asked cautiously, fearing he might lose this business deal.

"Yes, and I'll charter the whole flying ship myself. Find me the biggest, fastest flying ship," Zhang Ze, feeling weary, waved his hand, signaling Brother Qiang to fetch the ship while he bent over the counter to fill out the awful form.

But before he could start, Brother Qiang snatched away the pen.

"Let me help you with that. You just tell me, and I will fill it out." Brother Qiang smiled eagerly.

Zhang Ze, "Don't you normally not provide writing services?"

Brother Qiang, "That's true for most customers, but since you've chartered an entire flying ship, you're a VIP, so it's different. This service can be provided."

Zhang Ze, "…Alright then."

Brother Qiang's big face creased with a smile as he filled out the form based on Zhang Ze's dictation.

"Sir, once you arrive at Dragon Beard Pass, remember to give me a good review. I just need three more good reviews to exchange for a Solid Source Pill, so I can finally start immortal cultivation and Qi Refining."

"Full star review, you can count on it," Zhang Ze waved his hand weakly.

He suddenly felt exhausted and lacked any special thoughts about his upcoming northern journey.

"When would you like to depart, sir? Now?" Brother Qiang asked.

Zhang Ze, "Probably in the afternoon. I haven't decided yet. I'll inform you when it's time."

"Alright, here's your ticket. Please hold onto it."

After receiving Zhang Ze's deposit, Brother Qiang eagerly handed over a golden ticket with both hands. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Zhang Ze noticed Brother Qiang's skilled movements and got curious, "Didn't you say you used to watch donkeys? This..."

Brother Qiang, "You have sharp eyes, sir. You can tell I have the Child's Skill. Before evaluating livestock, I used to give people rubdowns."

Zhang Ze, "..."

— One male guest, please head upstairs —

Dragon Beard Pass, Everywhere Pass Flying Ship Company.

Miemie placed the cage holding the Little Earth Immortal in the corner and covered it with a black cloth. Ignoring the Little Earth Immortal's loud yells, she sat back at the table, opened her multi-functional genealogy, and on a fresh page, wrote her current name.

[Gray Soron Miemie, loves to eat...]

After a long contemplation and wording deliberation, Miemie finished recording her life for this 'lifetime.' Ensuring everything was correct, she closed the family record, then placed two sticky notes on the sheep's head on the cover.

[Remember to sell that thing called Little Earth Immortal, don't forget]

[Change to a new name style, let's go with Rainbow Wild Shark Miemie]

Having taken care of her 'afterlife matters,' Miemie shed all her clothes, stood in front of the mirror admiring herself for a while, waved a final goodbye to herself, and then turned towards the array in the room.

The mist grew thicker, and Miemie's figure vanished into the array.

After a long time, the mist turned to frost.

"Damn thing, so cold, so cold, it's freezing me to death."

Miemie jumped out of the array, shivering and naked, quickly wrapping herself in a garment.

"Next time, I must use points to exchange for clothing I can wear inside..."

By now, Miemie was somewhat different from her earlier self, her eyes especially clear but with a hint of foolishness.

A portion of her memory had already been wiped by the thing behind the array. Theoretically speaking, she was now a new Miemie.

But as this newly born Rainbow Wild Shark Miemie dressed herself and approached the desk to check the sticky notes left by her 'past life,' her hand paused.

"Who is Zhang Ze? Why do I still remember him?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar name suddenly appeared in Miemie's mind.