The unfinished introduction is still being added and polished.
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In his Nth year as a fast-travelling mission worker, Hoshimi finally moved from the pseudo-god department to the acting department. The first job he got in the new department was to act as a god.
Looking at the world we are being asked to go to, there are still things that need to be accomplished to act as gods, but at the same time, we must make key people feel that they are still human beings——
"Administrator I#you——!"
Hoshimi closed his eyes peacefully as the angry scoldings of his partner who met again less than two hours after separation rang in his ears.
He resigned himself to his old profession and entered the time and space passage with his usual identity.
It's just the last place we arrived…
Something seems wrong.
Hoshimi, who only loaded the universal language of the XX cultivation world, blinked at the war-torn island in front of him.
He couldn't help but blink again.
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In the end, he wore the most commonly used leather holster and waited on the island for three full years before Hoshimi finally received the answer "It will not affect his work, the performance will continue, and his salary will be doubled."
"This is much better than pretending to be a magician in those cultivation worlds."
Hoshimi accepted this solution well.
In a place where there is no spiritual energy... Immortal cultivators are considered gods themselves, right?
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The person coming from the cloud——
That was a person who often appeared in his dreams.
Clothes like clouds and mist float in the air, blowing out into the vastness of the long wind.
There is an ethereal and mysterious shadow shaped in the clothes, sometimes pure white, sometimes dyed with a little blue.
He originally thought it was just a dream, a beautiful fantasy about gods, or the alluring fragrance of hell.
Until one day, the boy tore up a book in his dream.
The next day, being carried by the river, he touched a blank page that was exactly the same as the one he tore up in his dream.
Suddenly he heard the sound of rain falling, turned his head, and grabbed an old umbrella hard before it was washed away by the river.
Then the clouds hanging high in the sky suddenly descended, and a charming white filled the river.
The shadow emerging from the clouds and mist nodded its head and pulled him out of the clouds and water with a smile.
"Long time no see."
"... Long time no see."
——Xiaoyao Road·Baiyundu
Volume and relaxation are all willful, and there is no reason for gathering and dispersing. Don't blame me for leaving lightly. I will not be tied to a boat in my life.
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[The Forgotten Fallen Angel——
The Armed Detective Agency received a strange commission.
A commission letter suddenly appeared in front of the famous detectives one day, asking them to save a dead person.
There is no signature, but the commission money is a gold mine.
After going through many dangers, a certain bandage man who was new to the society successfully found the dead person.
The pure white ghost wandering in the world was pulled up from the deep pool. Faced with the inquiry from the so-called "lover", he shook his head in confusion.
"I don't know."
"I just miss someone so much that I can't remember."
——The Sky Peeper·Jade Gentleman
I am dead, I am eternal. I have long forgotten the one I love.
Intention: None
