The Useless Roommate of the Good-For-Nothing Fairy

An Xiaoman thought that he might have encountered something evil - when he came home from overtime work, a handsome man in ancient costume squatted on the balcony, claiming to be an immortal descended from heaven. She thought she had picked up a thigh that could move the wind and rain, but she found out that the immortal leader was a "waste": Repairing the faucet can be dismantled into a mountain of parts, and using a microwave oven almost sets the kitchen on fire. What's even more shocking is that he always looks at her attendance sheet with the eyes of a retard: "There is such a shackles of 'clocking in' in the mortal world?" He turned around and squatted on the balcony to study her succulent body, raising the dying peach eggs until they were shiny and smooth, and said arrogantly: "It's just vegetation, nothing worth mentioning." An Xiaoman's daily routine: "Immortal! Don't use the immortal method to bake sweet potatoes! The circuit breaker has tripped!" "Zhiyue! You have to share the property expenses this month equally! Gods can't live in vain!" "Hey, that thing that lights up is called a computer, not a magic weapon..." Until one day when the company laid off employees, she stood in a daze in the rain holding a box. The always cold and arrogant fairy silently handed over a coat with the smell of sunshine, and helped her dry her soaked resume with a faint light on his fingertips: "I will help you find a solution to this common dilemma." An Xiaoman suddenly discovered that this "waste" immortal didn't seem to be that useless - at least when she was pressed to the ground and rubbed by life, he would awkwardly spread his wings and use his remaining immortal power to protect her from the wind and rain of the world. After all, who said that gods must be omnipotent? Being able to squat in a rented house and eat instant noodles with the social animals is the most down-to-earth fairy tale.