Summit Farmer
Chapter 1102 - 112 Work_1

Chapter 1102: Chapter 112 Work_1

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."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "There aren’t many government jobs available here, but what we have are positions for cleaning offices. The pay isn’t very high, but you’re welcome to give it a try."

"To think that I, a great expert to whom so many have served, would be reduced to cleaning! Ridiculous!"

An old man huffed in frustration.

The elegant woman also shook her head, saying, "That’s something I can’t do."

Obviously, the once-popular government positions were now devoid of takers.

Peter Brown noticed that many people chose farming, and upon reflection, he understood why. During their cultivation, they had frequently farmed, and here the fields were planted with Spiritual Objects. They probably thought they could use farming to upgrade their cultivation.

As he watched everyone rush off to work the fields, Peter chuckled to himself. He knew the challenge of Immortal Fields; without suitable tools, farming them was extremely difficult. Besides, was cultivating Spiritual Objects that easy?

Now that Peter no longer had Aging Liquid or Concentrated Spirit Liquid, he knew he couldn’t farm even if he wanted to.

While Peter hesitated, the various positions were quickly snapped up by those who were quick on their feet.

Eyeing the remaining government sweeping work, Peter had an idea. Wasn’t he looking to understand more about this Star Planet? Naturally, this would be the easiest place to start. With that thought, he chose the sweeping job.

All of them were masters cultivated over extended periods, accustomed to high standing. The idea of doing sweeping work truly bruised their egos. When only Peter chose the government sweeping job, he was met with disdainful glances.

Yet Peter remained indifferent, standing there calmly.

The middle-aged man glanced at Peter and smiled, "Alright, since everyone has selected their jobs, it’s time to send you on your way."

Soon, a group of people arrived and led everyone out to their respective destinations.

"Come with me," he said.

The middle-aged man, unusually friendly, smiled at Peter and personally accompanied him outside.

In a very upscale flying vehicle, the middle-aged man told Peter after they were seated, "Actually, the government sweeping job isn’t as bad as everyone thinks. There are plenty of opportunities, and if you seize them well, you could become a regular civil servant. Then, you’ll be way above the rest, but it’ll require your own effort."

"Thank you for the guidance," Peter replied.

The flying vehicle moved swiftly through the air, and Peter realized how vast this planet was. Even with the vehicle’s speed far exceeding the norm, it took twenty minutes to reach the government offices.

"This is the Sanitation Section. I’ll take you inside."

At a glance, Peter noticed that the Sanitation Section was not small. It was filled with various cleaning tools, and numerous personnel bustled about.

"Director, today I brought someone who volunteered for sweeping work," the person who escorted Peter spoke respectfully to a middle-aged man seated there.

After looking at Peter, the seated individual smiled and said, "Great, we’re short-staffed here, sigh, people these days don’t want to do this kind of work!"

"Exactly. The people cultivated this time are all unwilling. The Federation has regulations against forcing anyone to do anything. We’re in a bit of a bind, but thankfully, this one chose the job himself."

The Director then addressed Peter, "Good, you’ve made the right choice. It may look like mere sanitation work, but there are many opportunities. I believe that with your abilities, you’ll have a chance."

"Thank you, Director," Peter replied, bowing.

Seeing Peter’s polite gesture, the Director’s face lit up with a smile, "Very well, very well. First, you’ll undergo training, then you’ll start the job in a week."

After processing Peter’s hiring paperwork, the middle-aged man who had brought Peter was gone.

"My name is Luke Evans, and you’re Peter Brown, right? If you have any questions or need anything, you can come directly to me," said Luke.

"Thank you, leader," Peter, having ample experience in officialdom, was familiar with these protocols. He found that his background allowed him to adapt easily to the environment, settling into it with ease.

Luke called out, "Lana, take Peter here and arrange a place for him to live."

At his call, a girl came in.

"Her name is Lana Wilson. Follow her to get your procedures taken care of," he instructed Peter.

Looking at Peter, Lana smiled and said, "Come with me."

Once they left the office, Lana asked curiously, "Where were you cultivated from?"

The question left a sour taste in Peter’s mouth—he couldn’t believe he was a person cultivated by machine, a fact he thought no one on Earth would believe. Yet, that was the reality, and he was deemed a successfully cultivated being.

"I don’t know. The person who brought me here didn’t say."

"Right, that’s the way it is. Due to the Federation’s expansion through war, many places lack personnel, and cultivators are used to fill those gaps. Fortunately, those who are cultivated are just like any normal person without any difference. Citizens’ rights are equal, so you don’t need to worry about that aspect."

Seeing how approachable Lana was, Peter asked, "I’m not very familiar with everything here. How can I quickly learn about this place?"

"That’s easy. Everyone is assigned an intelligent computer. Once you get yours, you’ll figure it out," Lana replied.

An intelligent computer too?

As he recalled the various high-tech products he had seen along the way, Peter understood that this was a world where cultivation coexisted with technology.

With Lana’s guidance, Peter quickly got all his affairs in order. Housing, clothing, meal card—it was all like that of a real worker.