[Arknights] [Transmigration] [Slice of Life]
This is an improvised story. My writing is rough, and updates will be irregular for various reasons. Please bear with me.
Was heaven finally looking out for him, or not? In his previous life, the protagonist had been fired by a remote regional weather station after being made the scapegoat. In his anger, he begged heaven to strike him dead, and heaven granted his wish: he arrived in Terra and took over the body of a dead five-year-old Sankta child named Werner.
In this life, he grew up and pursued his dream of working in meteorology, becoming a Catastrophe Messenger, only to be made the scapegoat again and fired from Laterano's Catastrophe Forecasting and Detection Department.
Good news: "There's a job offering a monthly salary of 3,000, five social insurances and one housing fund, plus medical benefits."
Bad news: "It's Rhodes Island."
"I didn't want to get involved in the story, but the benefits are just too good. Still... am I really a Catastrophe Messenger? Why do they send me on every kind of field assignment? And why do I have to take the blame for something that has nothing to do with me?"
