Lei Hao, the ultimate grind king, cultivated for a thousand years and endured nine heavenly tribulations before finally ascending to the Immortal Realm.
He thought he would finally be free to wander from the Northern Sea to Mount Cangwu, enjoy eternal life, and live as he pleased.
Instead of jade palaces and dancing immortals, he was greeted by the cold employee handbook of the “Thirty-Three Heavens Comprehensive Management and Development Group.”
Immortal artifacts were standard-issue company property. Immortal pills had to be redeemed with “contribution points,” and peerless immortal arts were listed as paid courses on the company portal.
The work schedule was 996, KPIs loomed like mountains, and the promotion track was clear enough to be downright despairing. A Lingxi Ring on his wrist monitored his performance and could carry out “mandatory disciplinary action” at any moment.
Ascending had merely turned him from a prodigy of the mortal world into the Immortal Realm's lowest-ranking “temporary worker.”
Looking at the endless chaos-mine before him and the burly supervisor with a face full of flesh, Lei Hao finally understood:
He had spent his entire life just to change where he went to work.
Now all he wanted was to shout at the heavens:
“Let me go back! I can endure another ten thousand years of ‘blessings’ in the lower realm!”
