All My Maoshan Arts Are Dirty Tricks

Three years after the paranormal descended, others awakened SSS-rank talents, while I awakened an F-rank trash talent.

Everyone thought I was a disgrace to the Dragon Kingdom's team, until the Western undead army came knocking. I tossed out a handful of spirit money. The next second, the undead all switched sides and chased after their own mages, hacking at them. Foreign netizens went berserk: “What the hell is this ability?!” I put away my ledger, spat, and counted the money. “Sorry, you weren't paying them enough. They all quit and joined me.”