At midnight, the eerie night descends.
Lin Xian has 17.6 yuan in his account and is half a month behind on rent.
He slips on his slippers, opens the door, and steps out to accept his fate.
Then he hears the thoughts of those "deadly evil ghosts"...
[ I don't want to go to work... Can I scare two fewer people today? ]
[ The KPI went up again. If I don't meet it, I'll get struck by lightning. ]
It turns out every one of these deadly things is just an unwilling wage slave, one of eight hundred who don't want to work overtime.
While others risk their lives killing ghosts for blood money, he specializes in supernatural business:
"I'll take care of tonight's KPI. I'll play along while you scare people, and we'll split the ghost essence fifty-fifty."
His first payment: 860 yuan. He pays the rent on the spot.
Fierce ghosts line up at his door, begging him to "take them along."
He manages to turn all the ghosts in the city into his very own "Slacker Workers' Union."
But one female ghost's words make the back of his neck go cold...
"Our quotas are assigned from above."
Who's assigning KPIs to all the ghosts in the city?
Why does the person in that luxury car look at him like he's a stray dog?
No ghost can outwork a slacker wage slave who's behind on rent.
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