Transmigrated as the lowest-ranking grunt in the Shadowkhan, with low health and weak attacks, and now forced to work overtime under Shendu and Tso Lan by turns?
Lin Feng: Thanks for asking, I just want to slack off!
While everyone else fights over the Twelve Talismans and the Ten Masks, and scrambles to claim the Eight Great Demons' powers, working themselves into battle gods,
he hides in display cases, crawls through ventilation ducts, and lies in the grass, surviving by making himself utterly useless.
“Working overtime? Not a chance. Fighting? Absolutely not.”
Slacking off until the end of your days is what really matters!
Who would have thought that while keeping his head down, he'd accidentally help Jackie Chan fend off villains,
back up Uncle, and end up becoming the antique shop's lucky charm?
He even assembles a squad of lazy Shadowkhan and lives to become a legendary master of slacking off.
“Who says cannon fodder can't win? Surviving until world peace is the greatest victory of all!”
(A lighthearted, angst-free Jackie Chan Adventures fanfic. No brainpower required, just pure stress relief. Perfect for reading while slacking off!)
I don't know what to write
What's this all about, writing accounts?
Drab and tasteless.
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[Bookshelf plus one] It feels quite fun
It's very boring. I kept looking forward to meeting the protagonist group and having some interesting things happen, but nothing happened.