System experience officer

Chapter 2003. Life Experience System 14

Han Zifeng turned around and asked Liu Shan, "Do you want to interrogate the soul?"

Liu Shan: "We need a confession from everyone."

Zi Feng said calmly, "Give each of you a notebook and a pen, and write your own biographies. Make sure others can see them!"

The group of women were quite clear about their thinking. After they finished writing, Zi Feng asked Liu Shan, "Is this okay?" Liu Shan pointed out the mistakes, and the group of women continued to revise them until both parties were satisfied. Then they were taken back to the underworld by the Black and White Impermanence to wait for review.

Elsewhere, after dealing with the woman's soul, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva waved his hand, and a deep pit appeared on the ground. He took the tree away with him. Zi Feng said, "To those in the underworld, the deceased celestial masters, and the reliable Taoist priests, please come and meet Yin Tongmu."

Dizang was silent for a long time before saying, "Is it possible that the thing you want is impossible to obtain?"

Zi Feng was unhappy. How could she know about this kind of thing? However, the system must know. She asked, "By the way, is my thing reliable?"

The Life Experience System pondered for a moment and said, "This thing is indeed difficult. The point is, even if it is made, it won't function as you understand it. In other words, it will be a normal, stronger cold weapon used by Yin soldiers."

Zi Feng was puzzled: "Where is the peach wood ghost killer you promised?"

Life Experience System: "Dear, that's called lightning-struck wood. Also, that's Yang wood. Although the peach tree is alive, it's considered Yin wood, so its usage is different."

Zi Feng spread her hands speechlessly, a look of disgust on her face. She asked curiously, "Then why does Dizang need this tree?"

Bai Wuchang raised his hand and said, "That tree can cultivate the ghost way, and if it cultivates the way next to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, it can still be broken back."

Zi Feng's mouth twitched. "Okay, okay, there's nothing wrong with that." Then, remembering that he was only halfway to achieving his goal for the day, he said directly to Dizang, "Wait, Baldy, don't leave. Give me a promotion."

Dizang was puzzled, but decided to return. Zifeng made a few sandalwood golden lotus flowers on the plane on the way here. Zifeng said calmly, "I will continue to make them, and you can sell them for me."

Dizang looked at the place where Zifeng pointed and said, "I will carve the Ksitigarbha Sutra on it, and it will become a top-grade magic weapon."

Zi Feng thought about it and handed it to Dizang for further processing. Zi Feng was quite fast at carving lotus flowers, but this time, she had carved the Tao Te Ching onto the lotus flowers. She carved an ancient version, though, and anyone who could comprehend something would become an immortal. The lotus flowers were split equally between Longhushan and Maoshan, and she happily used the rest to make bracelets.

Even with Dizang showing up, the monks still came over by plane. As a result, the locals hid their faces and signed a secret contract to donate to the poverty alleviation. Zi Feng didn't care about what was happening below. When the items exceeded a hundred, the task was successfully completed. The one won in the lucky draw that day was the swordsmanship expert.

Zi Feng was speechless. Fine, fine. Since it was a rare opportunity to go out and have fun, Zi Feng dragged a group of people to a nearby tourist spot for some fun. They headed straight to the hotel in the middle of the night, but before they could even fall asleep, they realized something was amiss with this hotel. She released her divine sense and decisively called Liu Shan: "Hire someone to search the entire hotel. Find anything for sale, anything for sale, anything for sale. Just treat it as a boost for your friends' sales. There's also a group of murderers and robbers out there. Remember to bring guns."

She released her mind and looked at the house numbers: "207, 311, 405, 410, 509, 512. They're all dangerous. Come on."

Liu Shan was momentarily helpless and immediately replied, "I'll contact professionals right away."

Zi Feng added, "Hurry up, it would be a shame if he ran away." Liu Shan thought so, and soon, the police came secretly and swept the entire hotel. Every department was very satisfied and all returned with a full load.

Zi Feng looked at the clean hotel and happily chose to lie down and take a nap. He also asked the hotel waiter to put up a sign at the door: There is a manic patient inside, please do not disturb!

Seeing the waiter's expression, Zi Feng took out his medical records and said, "Seriously, if someone disturbs my sleep, I'll tear down your hotel. I'm not under any pressure."

The waiter spoke to the manager, and soon a sign appeared on their door, though it was clearly freshly written. Zi Feng was satisfied with this, closed the door, and went to sleep happily.

The next morning, the life experience system said, "Dear, your occupation today is chef."

Zi Feng asked curiously, "Are there any professional requirements? Do I have to work there, or does setting up a small stall count?"

Life Experience System: "Ding, this is your choice."

Zi Feng thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a fast-food truck like the ones I'm talking about?" He thought for a moment and said, "I'd prefer one with a multitude of dining tables. It could change its appearance according to my needs, or even turn into a car." Then he thought for a moment, "I'd prefer one with smart navigation."

The Life Experience System replied, "Yes, I can give you smart navigation." Zi Feng agreed, and the Life Experience System said, "Honey, fifty points."

Zi Feng really didn't care about these points. After buying it, Zi Feng said happily: "Signature: Crazy Shop." The life experience system rolled its eyes, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Zi Feng happily pushed the cart, started a live broadcast, and went to the school gate to sell breakfast. Everything here was very decent, but when seeing her breakfast, it always felt very abnormal, and yet there was a sense of normality in the abnormality.

Everyone looked at the food on the stalls, and the stall owners were crazy. They were meaningless. This small snack stall had breakfasts from all over the world. For example, red oil mutton soup and milk tofu cakes, which are traditional dishes from the grasslands, are indeed breakfast. Lingshui sour noodles, also known as sandworm rice noodles, are a Hainan breakfast specialty. Soy milk, fried dough rings, and braised pork and fire cakes are definitely Beijing's dark breakfasts.

She had everything from odd-looking sandwiches, rice balls, yogurt, fried dough sticks, soy milk, oatmeal, wontons, glutinous rice balls, stinky tofu, grilled cold noodles, spicy hot pot, oden, teppanyaki, and fried skewers. She also had all sorts of buns, porridge, pancakes, stuffed pancakes, fried pancakes, and meat patties. She could even whip up an impromptu egg fried rice, no problem. Burgers were no problem either.

Anyway, it's a car the size of a motorhome, with a hundred compartments, and there's everything inside. It looks really lively. She can even make snacks like rice noodle rolls and snail noodles.

The students here said that they liked it very much and that they could have whatever they wanted to eat. But the teachers were a bit crazy. It seemed that anyone with a normal mind would not set up such a stall.

So, some classmates actually came to ask: "Stall owner, how did you come up with the idea of setting up such a small stall?"

Zi Feng pointed at the sign calmly and said, "I have bipolar disorder, I'm really sick." All of a sudden, everyone in the queue said they wouldn't have it.