After a year adrift, Cao Fei thinks his heart has been sealed in concrete and that nothing in the world can get under his skin. Then one day, he passes the civil service exam:
What kind of organization is this? You’re ruining people’s lives with this job! Please, use a dump truck to send me off in style. This is too much! Why are you making me work on poverty alleviation in another world? I earn less than a delivery driver now, and I’m a full-time employee! What am I supposed to do? My poverty-relief budget is less than a thousand, for crying out loud!
Xinghai Poverty Alleviation Office: On the bright side, you can shop online. And it really isn’t that hard to bring the other world up to a Level 0.65 civilization.
Cao Fei: Oh, thank heaven, thank heaven! I’ve already told you, a medieval world like this has no foundation to begin with. How can you guarantee that a two-person team like mine can win this poverty-alleviation campaign? Be realistic! I suggest you get your work plan and actual needs straight first! I was doing just fine on Earth. Why send me off to do this? You’ve given me just one assistant. How am I supposed to explain that? Have you no shame?
Poverty Alleviation Office: Oh, right. We discovered that you have a legal wife on Earth and another in the other world. One of the people involved is your partner. You also have unexplained assets on Earth exceeding the thirty-thousand-yuan limit, and you’ve become the retired emperor in the other world. As for that...
Cao Fei: Enough. I’ll do it, all right?
