"I, Chen Xiaoman, a 21st-century delivery boy, delivered a spicy hotpot to the ghost old lady one night. From then on, I was saddled with a shocking KPI - the underworld internship assessment, with a monthly salary of 28,000 yuan."
The judge pen tattoo on the left hand can violently beat up ghosts, and the yin and yang mobile phone on the right hand can force you to take orders and catch ghosts. After being forced to be bound to Suling, a thousand-year-old female ghost with a vicious tongue, my daily life became:
• Use a fire extinguisher to quench the appetite of hungry people
• Earn merit points by running beauty live broadcasts for Qing Dynasty zombie internet celebrities
• Use a power bank to "reverse charge" the electronic ghost virus
But when I found out——
The judges of the underworld disappeared en masse, and all the ten Yamas were AI substitutes.
The paper figurine of the underworld bride secretly touches my abdominal muscles every night,
And my tattoo is growing out of Su Ling's face...
"Is this what you call five insurances and one gold package, room and board?" I carried a mourning stick to chase the system.
Su Ling gnawed on the spicy strips and sneered: "If you run away now, the urn will be blown away by you."
——Survival rules for contemporary youth:
Delivering food during the day to feed the body,
Catching evil spirits at night to save souls,
By the way, he competes with the female ghost Party A in a battle of wits and courage.
