"What's your name?"
"Chi Yue."
"Is there anything you're good at?"
"Does it count if you're not hungry to death?"
"... Forget it, is there anything else?"
"Don't like... Sleep?"
"... Congratulations, you have been recruited by our Chaoyun Sect."
"Is the word "requisition" used for people? No, your company doesn't choose the people you employ? What can a bastard like me do?"
"Um... Probably... Cleaning?"
After his death, Chi Yue traveled far away from his homeland and traveled to another world, only to find that he had become a living dead who was neither sleepy nor hungry. He expected to lie down and develop like a salted fish, but was unexpectedly snatched by the disciples of the Immortal Sect to work as a handyman. He started a life of sweeping floors and contributed to Chaoyun Sect's cleaning cause.
Until one day, when he saw Luo Mian rubbing a cleaning spell casually, Chi Yue became uneasy.
It turns out that the so-called handyman is nothing more than Luo Mian's selfish motives.
"How can I bear to see blood on your hands?"
Chi Yue put aside his broom, lay down in the pile of fallen leaves, and said indifferently:
"Come on, cleaning scum is super cool."
Intention: When you are in the world, the world is related to you.