I Don't Want to Work Another Day at This Godforsaken Job

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--Novel Blurb--

Sheng Xing unexpectedly became an apartment manager.

The apartment offered great benefits and a good salary, but he wasn't happy.

The tenants looked glamorous, but every last one of them was a little off.

The quack on the eighth floor kept trying to trick him into taking fake medicine.

The young celebrity on the eighteenth floor was always sneaking around to mooch off him.

And the frail young lady on the twelfth floor kept wishing him easy bowel movements every day...

Then there was the snoring that shook the heavens, the indiscriminate spraying of perfume in the elevator, and a whole host of other unhinged antics: wrecking the place, causing floods, setting the building on fire, and so on.

Guided by the professional ethics of a wage slave, he smiled through it all, then humbly vented his resentment through daydreams and fantasies.

And so, in less than two months on the job, Sheng Xing was already looking haggard.

*

The lost spirit of the formation at Tianting Garden had returned.

The immortals and demons in the garden were overjoyed. They were always trying to treat him a little better, and then a little better still, so he wouldn't run away from home again.

They thought they showed the formation spirit plenty of care every day, but somehow still managed to upset him.

When he was unhappy, the whole building felt weighed down. When he got angry, nobody in the building could get a good night's sleep.

The most terrifying thing was when he launched a surprise attack.

In the daytime, he'd smile warmly and say, "We do our best to meet our customers' needs."

At night, his spectral form would materialize. He'd kick open your door, step on your head, and curse, "What the hell are you doing? This is my turf. You think you can act up here?"

Terrifying.

What had the formation spirit learned during all those years in the human world?

A two-faced, submissive bottom * an upright and honest top

A short-tempered, punch-happy bottom * a devoted, capable top

--A little promo for my next book--

The Dragon-Aotian Accidentally Got a Lovesick Heroine's Script

Blurb:

Lu Tinglan transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

He had incredible talent, exceptional insight, and a constitution found once in a thousand years.

After being an extraordinary powerhouse for his entire previous life, Lu Tinglan thought he'd gotten the Dragon-Aotian script in the cultivation world.

But after ten years of grueling cultivation, he made no progress. From a prodigy with an exceptional constitution, he became the sect's most notorious piece of deadwood.

Lu Tinglan refused to accept his fate or believe in destiny. Day after day, he swung his sword, training harder and more diligently than anyone else, only to be knocked off the martial platform with a single palm strike from a junior brother who'd joined the sect less than three months ago.

The spirited junior brother landed gracefully before him, showing the stubborn ant the meager respect that the strong offer to the weak.

A digital voice rang in Lu Tinglan's ear. His System, dormant for more than a decade, announced:

"Ding-dong! First contact with the protagonist. Lovesick System activated. Host EXP +10,000."

"Ding-dong! An instant connection, love at second sight. Main quest [Love at First Sight] completed. Host EXP +10,000."

"Ding-dong! Assisted the protagonist. Fame +1. Host EXP +10,000."

In all his years since transmigrating, this was the first time Lu Tinglan had learned that he was bound to a lovesick System!

At that moment, the junior brother before him, who looked like the male lead, extended a hand with feigned kindness. "Sorry, Senior Brother. I hit you too hard."

Looking at the so-called cultivation genius, a talent seen once in a thousand years, Lu Tinglan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

A lovesick fool? Who did he think he was?

The immortal sword lying in the distance shot into the air, and a surging spiritual power he had never felt before boiled in his meridians.

He'd teach this "genius disciple" what it truly meant to wield a sword!

Top's perspective:

Ever since Yan Jingwei was born, the neighboring Duye Sword Sect had tied him to their publicity campaigns.

People called them the Twin Heroes of Saber and Sword, the Twin Stars of Yunfu. They were expected to cleave through the heavenly barrier with a saber and a sword, then ascend to the upper realm.

The sword cultivators paired with Yan Jingwei included a once-in-a-century genius, xx; a once-in-a-millennium genius, xxx; and the now-rising xxx.

Geniuses came and went, but the forced pairings stayed.

Yan Jingwei was fed up. He planned to infiltrate the Duye Sword Sect and defeat every genius there.

At last, he found the opponent with whom he had made a pact to duel on the martial platform many years ago.

A diligent, hardworking, steady, earnest bottom * a proud, fastidious genius top

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