Mu Xingchen is a duly appointed Law Enforcer of the Supreme Court, with 380,000 years on the job.
His work: pursuing and arresting System Hosts who break the rules across different planes.
His bottom line: clock out on time. No overtime, ever.
His problem: every time quitting time approaches, a new assignment lands right in his lap.
In the thick of battle, his wristband flashes a notification: Ten seconds until the end of your shift. Access privileges will soon be locked.
Mu Xingchen sheaths his sword and withdraws, leaving the villain behind him laughing wildly.
“I’ll come arrest you tomorrow when I’m back at work.”
For 380,000 years, he has stuck to that bottom line, outlasting countless colleagues.
No one knows why he’s so stingy: he’s saving every single contribution point to redeem one wish.
And no one notices that whenever he rubs the fox-shaped pattern on the inside of his wristband, his AI assistant Jiu’er’s announcements are always delayed by 0.05 seconds.
Until one day, a villain driven to desperation makes him swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao.
Mu Xingchen smiles.
“You want me to swear an oath to my own boss?”
