Also known as: What Do You Mean, I Have to Work as a Civil Servant in the Supernatural Realm?
Lin Jianwei is twenty years old and the unluckiest person under heaven.
Being born able to sense certain abnormal energy fields sounds like a special gift, if you put it nicely. In plain terms, it means: Could those weird-looking friends please stop coming up to me all the time?
To make matters worse, the year she turned twenty, the master who had raised her for those twenty years kicked her down the mountain, bag and all.
She had exactly 1,862.5 yuan in her pocket.
Lin Jianwei threw her head back and wailed, “What am I supposed to do with this little money?”
Sure enough, she was scammed on rent, cheated out of wages at a shady job, and stiffed when she tried her hand at feng shui.
Fine. Fiiine.
She crouched on the curb, slurping loudly on a bottle of lemon tea from a certain snow-branded shop. After tossing it into the bin, she took out her phone and started a livestream.
“Want a reading? No charge if I get it wrong.”
After that, things started taking a strange turn...
First, a guy in black appeared on her balcony, crouching there with a sinister grin.
Then a man claiming to work for a government agency showed up at her door, flashed an ID, and said he’d be her partner from now on.
Finally, she somehow ended up signing a contract.
A regular civil service post, with six types of insurance and two housing funds.
Lin Jianwei: “Wait, jobs like this actually exist?”
She opened a shop, and business was booming day and night. Her partner handled the cleanup and carried her bags, while her supervisor approved her leave and signed the paperwork. The shop’s three employees still had no idea what their boss got up to at night.
Life was pretty sweet.
Until one day, she realized that maybe...
She wasn’t human?
Wait, no, could she still get those benefits?
