I’m Just a Corporate Drone, Yet I’m Still Cursed with Five Evils and Three Deficiencies

Beneath the facade of the modern city, the top tycoons are all “pact cultivators.” They sign “ghost contracts” with evil gods from beyond the realms, turn their companies into formations, and treat their employees as “fuel batteries.” By exploiting their workers under the 996 schedule and harvesting the resentment and years of life it generates, they exchange them for unimaginable wealth.