Shen Mo, twenty-six, a former HR employee at a major internet company. On the day the company “optimized” him out, Beijing saw its heaviest snowfall since winter began.
Three months. Nineteen interviews. Rejected every time.
Then he received a text with no sender, leading him to a basement door that shouldn't have existed. Handwritten on the doorplate were six words: Mythical Creatures Reemployment Service Center.
Beyond the door was a world unlike anything he had ever seen. On the unemployed list, the Fire God Zhurong wanted to become a firefighting instructor, the Weaver Girl needed a job that didn't rely on divine powers, Taotie had failed the food safety certification exam seven times, and Zhong Kui was counseling unemployed immortals suffering from existential anxiety.
Shen Mo's new job was to help them find a way to survive in the mortal world.
What he didn't know was that, as spiritual energy continued to decline, every immortal faced one ultimate question: When humans no longer need gods, what purpose do the gods have?
And his answer was hidden in every resume he helped the immortals send out.
In an age that no longer needs gods, everyone is searching for the value of their own existence. Including him.
