After the capitalists wring every last drop of surplus value from me, they have no idea that I will use the immortal way to reshape the order of the human world.
Zhang Haochen, a thirty-five-year-old "senior office drone" barely surviving in his cubicle, is ruthlessly "optimized out" by his company. Standing beneath the neon lights of the CBD with a cardboard box in his arms, he feels a bone-deep chill. His mortgage, car loan, former coworkers' jeers, and his landlord's eviction threats close in around him like a vast net.
Just as he reaches the lowest point of his life, a shooting star falls from the sky and merges with his brow.
"Star Lord Inheritance System activated."
From then on, this city is no longer just a jungle of steel and concrete. It is also a cultivation battlefield where spiritual qi revives, demons run rampant, and hidden clans lie in wait.
He is laid off, forgotten, and erased from memory.
But on that rainy night, he awakens as a demon-slayer, wielding data as his sword as he strikes at the colossal fiend lurking deep in Financial Street.
Zhang Haochen's disappearance is not the end. It is the beginning of a spark that will set the world alight.
