The ultimate destination of the universe is a stable job, and the underworld is no exception.
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Xia Hengbai had always thought the underworld was gloomy and chaotic, with evil spirits filling the Eighteen Levels of Hell. That was until he closed his eyes...
Towering office buildings stood in rows, broad roads stretched in every direction, Sister Meng's Forgetfulness Soup dominated the market, and Black and White Impermanence, dressed in suits and ties, went around stamping registration forms.
And with human lifespans growing longer, the underworld's population was becoming increasingly old.
Xia Hengbai had assumed that all he would have to do after arriving in the underworld was wait for reincarnation. But then...
He glanced at the number in his hand and counted: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands... hundreds of millions.
Xia Hengbai: Well, looks like I'll have to reincarnate in my next life.
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Prices in the underworld kept rising, and the paper money offered at memorials was worth no more than scrap paper. If you wanted to survive...
Even in the underworld, you had to work your tail off to get by.
Xia Hengbai: Being alive is already hard enough. Why do I have to compete so fiercely even after I die?
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The underworld's Evil Spirit Disposal Department recently welcomed a new colleague. The new arrival looked quite young. No one knew why he had died so young, or why he'd chosen to work in this department.
Xia Xi (with a bitter smile): Maybe there's less competition for this position.
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A story about someone who wants an easy life, so he works hard to get a stable job, but has to rise to the challenge to get one.
Theme: I am willing to become a faint glimmer of light and pierce the darkness.
