"Your Majesty, please give the order!" Zhang Tianshi chimed in as well.
The Four Great Ghost Emperors looked at him in disgust, roaring inwardly, You traitor! Nobody would think you were mute if you kept your mouth shut!
Give the order? Qin Fen suddenly had no idea what to do. Managing and separating those restless souls was necessary, but that would only treat the symptoms, not the cause.
Seeing Qin Fen at a loss, the Four Great Ghost Emperors secretly rejoiced. Never mind Qin Fen-even seasoned old hands like them had no idea how best to handle this. When trouble sprang up, they instinctively pressed it down, but what frightened everyone most was how long they could keep it suppressed. A spring rebounded harder the harder you compressed it. Once it passed a certain point, the outcome would certainly be anything but harmonious.
Worry yourself to death! The Four Great Ghost Emperors all enjoyed a moment of delight.
"What are those souls asking for?" Unable to decide, Qin Fen asked about their demands instead.
"More entertainment facilities! Better food! More reincarnation slots!" Lu Pan rattled them off with ease. As a judge, he dealt with souls more than anyone else, since his position was neither too high nor too low. But as Qin Fen's assistant, he needed to attend to every detail, even though his standing had already risen.
More reincarnation slots? Was that even his call? Qin Fen looked utterly mortified. The Six Paths were still being rebuilt, so that was basically off the table.
Yet of the three demands, that was probably the most important. Qin Fen really had no say in it, though. Even Hongjun could only stare helplessly. Without resolving the logistics, there was no balancing supply and demand.
"Introduce football and basketball, and add carrom.