I transmigrated into a book set in Republican-era China, where I lived in abject poverty until the shrine keeper at the City God Temple recommended me for a cushy job.
The pay was excellent, the work was easy, and my bosses and coworkers were all kind and courteous. No wage deductions, no condescension, no dirty tricks. Their values were even better than their looks.
I lived a peaceful, contented life, but gradually began to feel uneasy.
The people around me seemed less and less human.
I thought it was all in my head and refused to believe in the supernatural, until the truth came crashing down: this seemingly material world was home to countless spirits and monsters.
They had lived for ages, yet their hearts were pure and clear, without the twists and turns of ordinary people.
The work took a bit of effort, but I was happy to stay in this monster-world workplace.
He, the White Tiger Divine Lord, came searching for me, seized the Azure Dragon’s territory, and scoured the mortal world.
In this life, he met me before he met spicy snack sticks.
The monsters were fretting over their sales targets, but as soon as I joined the company, I became the top salesperson in the monster world.
Once they treated me with cold disdain. Now they all competed to curry favor with me.
One performance review was all it took to bring them to their knees.
In the chaos of Republican-era China, I watched over a group of pure-hearted great monsters,
and did the strangest, yet most peaceful, job around~
Good writing and clear logic 😘