Weird Containment: I Am Really from the Logistics Department

A strange resurgence, a blood moon in the sky. Contained objects are rampant, and humans are struggling to "resonate" with myths. And I, Lin Ye, traveled through time and became a logistics file clerk at the lowest level of the Conservancy Bureau, with a monthly salary of 4,800. My daily routine involves fishing, using electricity, and waiting to get off work. Until that day, the world-destroying level containment object [Nightmare Lord] broke through the seal. The ace team was completely wiped out, and the General Administration issued a death call. Looking at the combat section chief who was so scared that he wet his pants, I silently took out my logistics department badge. "Leader, I just want to ask -" "Does killing this thing count as overtime? Can I get some time off?" The next second. Behind me, black mist towered into the sky, and a statue of Dharma rising up to the sky emerged. The phantoms of thousands of "fellow Taoists" bowed together, and their voices shook the sky: "I will obey the decree of General Dividing Water!" Since then, the painting style has completely collapsed. When others resonate with their lives, I open the "Role Playing Manual": Ghost painting fairy massacres the city? I pretend to be Li Bai, the Immortal Poet, and with one sword I light up the nineteen states. The evil god of the West invades? I asked the God of Death to Bai Qi, and the blood stained Changping was 400,000. Ancient disaster awakens? If I call the Great Sage, it will be easy to ask God... To send God away? The director of the shelter went crazy: "Who the hell are you?!" I pointed at my work badge with an innocent look on my face: "Reporting to the leader, I am really from the logistics department!" "——Occasionally, I help the gods and cover shifts."