Alas, how did you say that, what kind of low-level immortal cultivation seedlings? Didn’t you just say that you were surprised by the bones. Are you a genius of immortal cultivation?

Judging from your money-losing appearance, it must be the same as the old beggar who sells the Tathagata's magic palm in "Kung Fu".

The radar despised Taibai Zhenjun fiercely, raised his hand to look at the palm of his hand, what does this WeChat mark and the emblem of blooming pear blossoms and fiery maple leaves symbolize?

If what Chang'e said is true, then he is the god Lei Gong and Dingmu sent by the board of directors of the Heavenly Court, and the immortal cultivator selected from the human world.

In other words, he is qualified to enter the Immortal God Academy to cultivate immortality.

This Thunder God and Lightning Mother is too cruel. They select immortal cultivators by thunder. If they slip and one thunder strikes the immortal cultivator to death, wouldn’t it be a huge loss?

Radar thought so much, and he was a little expectant. He was no stranger to cultivating immortals. If he really had the opportunity to cultivate immortals, it would be like a life that was like a cheat, holding a kitchen knife in his hand and cutting electric wires, sparks and lightning all the way.

How awesome this is, I can't help but feel secretly happy in my heart.

"Taibai Zhenjun, you are a god. As the academic director of the Immortal God Academy, I ask you to respect it. What is a low-grade seedling? Every god sent by the board of directors of the Heavenly Court has his own unique vision. This radar can be selected by Lei Gong and Dingmu as a cultivator in the new year. It has their own reason. Why do you have to speak so mean and speak rudely!"

Chang'e's face was pulled down and then she issued an order to expel the guest, "Since there is no other personnel problem, you are not welcome here, please leave!"

Zhenjun Taibai looked unhappy, flicked his sleeves, and snorted coldly, "I don't care!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the office.

The radar is embarrassed, and it is not right to stay or leave.

At this time, if you continue to follow Taibai Zhenjun and ask questions, you will undoubtedly burn yourself to burn yourself with fire.

Such a stupid mistake, radar is determined not to do it.

Moreover, from Chang'e's words, it can be heard that she protects herself very kindly.

She looks so pretty, she shouldn't cheat herself.

It is said that beauty is a kind of capital and a pass. Chang'e is a certificate and can be trusted.

"Radar!" Chang'e shouted, frightening the radar immersed in her own mind, and came back to her senses, "Sister Chang'e!"

"Don't be restrained, right away, you will become a fairy god college..." Chang'e said slowly, pausing for a moment, but she changed her mind, "The campus patrol security personnel are here."

Radar was completely confused. What's going on? Didn't you argue with Taibai Zhenjun just now with confidence?

What do you say is that I am a cultivator selected by Lei Gong and Dianmu in the world? Why did Taibai Zhenjun become a campus patrol security officer again as soon as he left?

If I don't take you to play like this, my little heart can't stand it.

The smiling radar was stiff and embarrassed. Soon, he bowed and bowed, "Thank you Sister Chang'e."

Radar's answer made Chang'e stunned again. After pondering for a moment, she was a little silenced, "Do you have no doubt about such an arrangement?"

Radar shook his head, nodded again, and asked seriously: "I just have a problem!"

"you say!"

"How much does a monthly salary for this position per month?" Radar asked further.

Chang'e thought the radar would ask about the matter of the Heavenly Court's board of directors sending the gods to select immortal cultivators. Unexpectedly, he actually asked about the salary of this position.

She was worried, such a campus patrol security that no one was willing to do, so where could she recruit such people?

By chance, Taibai Zhenjun sent the radar to the Human Resources Department to solve Chang'e's urgent need.

She knew that if Taibai Zhenjun gave him face, the old pervert behind would be coveted by his beauty.

So she simply staged a show, first bombing Taibai Zhenjun away, and then arranged for radar campus patrol and security.

In this way, as long as you don’t say it, I don’t know what the hell is this radar.

After completing this campus patrol security, her recruitment task this month will be achieved, and the performance will not be deducted.

At least it costs hundreds of days to ask Yutu to buy some silk masks overseas, so it can be maintained for a while.

Chang'e had a wishful thinking and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "The work of campus patrol and security is related to the campus safety of the Xianshen Academy and has a great responsibility, so the monthly salary will naturally not be low, with 3,000 coins per month."

Radar blinked, "How much does the exchange rate between Tiancoin and RMB?"

Chang'e looked at the radar with admiration, "Huh? Do you still understand the exchange rate? In fact, the ratio of Tiancoin to RMB one to one."

"Then how do I change the Tiancoin to RMB?"

Chang'e laughed out loud and stared at the radar with a little contempt, "Turn left at the campus gate, Tiandi Bank, responsible for Tiancoin and RMB exchange business, no thanks!"

Did I say thank you? The radar is a little ignorant, and suddenly, I feel that these so-called gods are not that friendly.

Let’s talk about this Taibai Zhenjun first. When he regards him as his enrollment target, he wishes he would be worshipped as his ancestor.

But when he told Taibai Zhenjun that he was not here to cultivate immortals, but to find a job, he immediately changed his face.

Besides, Chang'e scolded Taibai Zhenjun and was righteous and ruthless. When Taibai Zhenjun went out, he changed his face.

Do these gods like to change their faces so much? Just perform your faces!

"Sister Chang'e, when can I come to work?"

Radar tried his best to curb his unhappy emotions, but a burst of anger surged in his heart. Damn, you little bitches, wait for me. One day, I will trample you hard under my feet.

He is desperate to have a job now, just to relieve the burden on Reya.

Even a job that can solve his food problem, it doesn’t matter, even if it is the campus patrol security of the Immortal God College.

So, now Chang'e said that he would arrange for his campus patrol and security work, and he agreed immediately.

In addition to getting this job and solving survival problems, radar has other purposes.

Since the version of the Immortal Cultivation Edition on his mobile phone is a god that connects the heavenly court, there are so many gods gathered in the Immortal Seminary. If he works in the Immortal Seminary, he will have the opportunity to contact these gods and may have the opportunity to truly embark on the ranks of immortal cultivation in the future.
Chapter completed!