After one night's sleep, his home was gone, his temple had collapsed, and his faith had lost its offerings.
Yun Mian, formerly the Star Lord of Dreamweaving, was unbothered. "It's no big deal!"
He meant to take some old copper coins of uncertain age and buy himself a sweet rice cake to tide him over, but was mistaken for an "undocumented dangerous individual" and caught by a man who smiled like a fox!
Director of the Special Affairs Bureau's Operations Division: "Pretty boy, come with me so we can register you and get you an ID?"
Yun Mian: "Can I get something to eat first...?"
The next second, the entire operations team was dragged into a terrifying nightmare realm.
As the team fought their way through endless nightmares until they were dizzy and disoriented, Yun Mian sleepily yawned, then tore the nightmare apart with his bare hands!
Sure enough, when you're up against absolute power, all those tricks are just flashy nonsense.
Yun Mian: "Ah... now I'm even hungrier."
Lou Wuyan's eyes lit up. "That's incredible! Want to come work for our bureau? Meals and lodging included, your own break room, free afternoon tea, and the maximum contributions to your benefits!"
Yun Mian: "You provide meals? Then all right..."
And so, the retired Star Lord of Dreamweaving returned to work, starting a leisurely new life at the Special Affairs Bureau:
Handling paranormal incidents?
What vengeful spirits? Just slap them flat!
Adapting to modern society?
Delivery riders are the greatest deities of our time!
Dealing with the division director's advances?
Director Lou, you promised to bring me cake!
What do you do when the immortal big shot you hired spends all day slacking off and wrecking the place, but is so cute it's criminal? Asking for a friend. It's urgent!
A naturally airheaded human-shaped nuclear weapon bottom vs a carefree division director top
Theme: Work for the world's well-being for a thousand years
