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Chi Guanxing is an ordinary office worker.
He has been living the 996 life: getting scolded, taking the blame, working overtime, and cramming onto the subway...
Then one day, he wins a lottery worth tens of millions.
Are the good times finally here?
Not at all.
The apocalypse is coming.
So what if it is? What does it have to do with an ordinary wage slave? The rich should be the ones worrying.
But nobody told him that this lottery ticket was actually a job offer.
Do people have to work even in a wasteland world??
Physical entropy: 21%
Mental color level: 13%
Core-flame reserves: 51%
The System says anything below 50% is dangerous, and below 10% there's no point in treatment.
Chi Guanxing is completely numb.
His life motto is that as long as he's alive, that's fine, and dying would be okay too.
But he should still try his best to hang on.
The swan man who is always watching him, the writhers covered in tentacles, the rat people with human heads and rat bodies...
Can anyone tell him how he's supposed to fight these things with a mental color level of 13%?
*
Everyone, including Chi Guanxing himself, thinks he's just an utterly ordinary wage slave.
But no one could have imagined that it all began because of him, and would end because of him, too.
*
Chi Guanxing first met Lou Buchen when he reported for duty at the bureau.
Everyone around him was flattering the young colonel, but the man had not a trace of expression on his face.
Amid the endless stream of fawning voices, Chi Guanxing felt completely out of place.
Lou Buchen looked around the room, his gaze landing on the person with the most disdainful expression.
He casually removed his leather glove and held out a hand to Chi Guanxing.
Everyone in the room turned to look at Chi Guanxing.
Reluctantly, Chi Guanxing shook Lou Buchen's hand.
But the moment his fingertips touched Lou Buchen's, Chi Guanxing's body stiffened.
Something felt wrong, and yet somehow, nothing did.
Their hands parted as soon as they had touched.
Lou Buchen lightly rubbed his fingertips, as if savoring the warmth that lingered there.
"A little punching bag."
Chi Guanxing was confused.
He did get pushed around a lot at work. Could the man tell just by looking?
*
Before they got together
Colonel: The System picked you... Is it stupid?
After they got together
Colonel: Don't go to work anymore. I'll take care of you.
Colonel top × wage-slave bottom
Theme: Eradicate all injustice. Human civilization will prevail
