"All of us ministers second the motion!" The Ten Yama Kings immediately responded in the silent hall. It was just clocking in—what was the big deal?
The Four Great Yin Spirits and Four Great Judges felt no pressure either. They were permanent residents of the Underworld, and Ksitigarbha even more so. Although Qin Fen had twisted his vow of "Hell shall not be emptied before I attain Buddhahood," there was still a much longer road ahead after becoming a Buddha.
Other than staying in the Underworld to inspect the Six Paths, he spent his time having Listening Truth listen to wishes from all over. So he didn't give a damn about clocking in either. If the teacher wanted to play, then let him play.
Moreover, for the Underworld, supervision truly needed to be put on the agenda. Qin Fen's policies were systematic. Besides strengthening entertainment and increasing activities for them, he had also arranged reemployment and labor reform. Whether they learned cooking or joined the Underworld Garment Group, it would consume the yin souls' energy and reduce their restlessness. Its benefits would last for generations.
It could also raise their enthusiasm for work. Labor was tied to Merit rewards—who wouldn't want a good rebirth in their next life?
Once the check-in system was introduced, it would naturally form a cycle with the previous policies, integrating organically with them. At the same time, it could monitor who was causing trouble. As for such people, if they had committed crimes, they would naturally be sent to the eighteen levels of Hell for another round of reeducation.
It was a good thing. "I agree as well!" Ksitigarbha spoke up.
"We disagree!" the three Ghost Emperors said in unison. What the hell was this? If things went on like this, wouldn't they have to