I graduated in 985 and got involved in a big factory. I was not beaten by KPI, but I was dragged into the demon world by the green dragon claw sticking out of the toilet.
They said I was the "chosen one" and wanted to send me to manage the most difficult "Three Realms Joint Special Administrative Coordination Office in the Demon Realm".
Abbreviation: Demon Realm Office.
I looked at the employee list and my eyes went dark:
The front desk is a nine-tailed fox. Because of emotional disputes, it has lost all eight of its tails. Now it uses the only one left to sweep the floor and sweep away all the snacks every day.
The clerk is a green bull spirit who loves to write limericks. Rhymes are more important than fate and he revise the "Demon Realm Public Security Management Regulations" every day.
The security captain is a panda spirit who is addicted to labyrinth court dramas. His catchphrase is "I'm exhausted." Patrolling depends entirely on mood.
The only driver was an underage Bi Fangniao. He failed the second test eight times. When he was nervous, he breathed fire from the soles of his feet and burned three government paper trucks.
My mission is: "Maintain stability, promote harmony, and improve the modern image rating of the Demon Realm in the Three Realms."
Intention: aaa