On my first day as the director of the Three Realms Labor Camp, my prisoners included:
Ancient Taotie (neutered, in the form of a dismantled husky)
The Nine-tailed Fox in Estrus (sealed version by Square Dance Divine Comedy)
The Dragon King of the East China Sea will be broadcast live in the late stage of social fear (the kind of selfie stick with a night pearl)
Yu Xiaoyu, a famous disciple of the Qingyun Sect, a prodigy who relied on snail powder to make elixirs and stinky tofu to survive calamities, was forced to take office because he picked up the "Handbook of Immortality Cultivation" in the toilet. The ruined temple office owes 900 billion in debt, and its magic weapon is a tortoise-shell mobile phone that can browse the circle of friends in heaven every day.
Also have to deal with:
Write a closing report for Yue Lao's ball of yarn that was scratched by a cat
Prevent Po Meng from opening an Internet-famous milk tea shop in Naihe Bridge
Teach Sun Wukong to use monkey hair to brush rockets in Bi Mawen's live broadcast room
But gradually I discovered:
The incense money swallowed by the merit box is reshaping one's own immortal bones, and the troubled gods hide a dark history hidden in their bodies.
The last page of the manual says ↓
"Congratulations, you are the 999th Jade Emperor candidate."
