I Can Do Every Job Under the Sun

[The wildest worker in the universe, pulling off outrageous stunts in every line of work!]

Absurd comedy. The dungeons are only the beginning, so please be patient and keep reading. If you don't want to, feel free to skip it.

Everyone wakes up to find themselves bound to the “System of 360 Professions.”

Others awaken supernatural powers and cultivate immortality, but what he awakens is a cosmic life of drudgery: “Break the Shaolin Formation with pole dancing, blow up Heaven with a bubble tea recipe; build a star-destroyer in an urn, rewrite the laws of physics in a pickle jar.” [The wildest worker in the universe, pulling off outrageous stunts in every line of work!]

His workplace motto:

“There are no impossible industries, only people who don't know how to cheat at life!

360 professions? Give me thirty seconds, and I'll give you 360 outrageous stunts!” But then

System designer Zhou Fulai reveals the truth on his deathbed:

“Young hero, think you're the chosen one among working stiffs?

No. I marinated you into a biological weapon with ‘Meituan one-star review resentment + cosmic constipation hemorrhoid cream’!” The truth of the universe gradually falls apart:

· He delivers takeout and collapses the immortal world's economy; he unclogs toilets and opens a dark matter wormhole.

· He rewrites the laws of physics with square dancing and triggers the twilight of the gods by selling chili sauce.

· Until one day, a System notification pops up:

“Ultimate profession unlocked: Cosmic Pickle Jar Supervisor”

Of all 360 professions, is there any he can't handle?

The countdown to the universe's reboot begins. This time, will it be traditional pickled cabbage or extra-hot? Reader advisory:

⚠️ Don't read this while drinking bubble tea, or you might laugh pearls out of your nose.

⚠️ Beware: the protagonist may cross into your profession and steal your job (he really will).