[Slow Burn] [No System] [Not Mindless] [Witty]
After my soul transmigrates into the future, everyone else gets assigned a job, but I still have to compete for a position.
Fine, I finally get hired, and then you tell me I'm a member of some disreputable underground organization.
Fine, I can live with that too.
But everyone else can pull off all kinds of ridiculously powerful skills with ease. Why am I stuck with nothing but scraps?
Fine, I'll accept that too!
Just watch and see how I manage to get by.
An underground organization, huh?
Think I can work my way up to the boss? Believe it or not!
You gave me a bunch of scraps for skills, huh?
Believe it or not, I'll stew the whole lot of you in one pot. The skills I pull off are ones you've never even seen before.
But as I muddle along...
I suddenly realize there's something wrong with this world. What do I do?
Waiting for an answer online. This is urgent!
The beginning is quite novel, the language... Maybe not humorous, but quite witty. Sometimes watching it suddenly makes me laugh from the bottom of my heart. I really like the contrast between the previous sentence and the next sentence, please try to update it! It is said that there are millions of manuscripts saved. Hey, have you finished updating the million words, and will there be millions more in the future? It's very well written, why doesn't anyone read it? Strange!!!!
Shamelessly give it 5 stars and open up! By the way, I've written nearly a million words, so this is the first post!
It's pretty good. Although I've only read a little bit, it's more interesting than other books. At least it's not the same.