The Immortal Shelter Center Where Everyone's a Wage Slave

The Space-Time Administration assigned me to the lowest-grade containment zone. Rule one of the management handbook: never let “residents” from different eras develop feelings for each other. Yet the Queen Mother of the West is always trying to set the Weaver Girl up on dates. Sun Wukong next door skips work to sneak peaches of immortality, then complains that the varieties have gone downhill. On my first day, I stare in disbelief at the list of detainees. “How did Qin Qiong break Yuchi Gong’s leg?” A quick check reveals that the two Tang Dynasty generals are fighting over who should get an extra packet of instant noodles. The craziest part is that the administrator tells me this is just an ordinary morning at the facility. As I try to stop the fighting, the Jade Emperor and Zeus suddenly show up at my door. “The nodes of space and time are in disarray. The mythological universe is about to fall apart.”, Could the chaotic containment center hold the key to saving the world?