I Went Home to Farm and Accidentally Became an Immortal.

Xiao Yao, a low-level social creature of the 21st century whose standard is beyond standard. The alarm clock rings three times every day before I can get out of the folding bed in the rental house. I squeeze into the morning rush hour subway that can take photos of people, rush into the dazzlingly bright office building, and start staring at the computer screen and the boss's saliva "996". The number on the salary slip can never keep up with the increase in rent and takeout prices. At the end of the month, his wallet is cleaner than his face. He is the famous "Moon Knight" in his circle of friends. His biggest entertainment is to gather at a barbecue stall in the city village with Li Lei, a fat man who is also struggling at the bottom, and Zhang Meng, the only colleague in the company with whom he can chat, and complain about the boss over ice-cold beer - Director Wang, who has a worrying hairline but always likes to give pointers. He can say "revise this plan again" like an imperial edict, and is particularly good at assigning emergency tasks five minutes before leaving get off work. Finally, on a night when Director Wang used the "Young people must know how to give" PUA until three in the morning, Xiao Yao stared at the flashing cursor on the computer screen and suddenly realized: Instead of draining the battery in the cubicle, it is better to return to his hometown and become a "salted fish". The next day, he slapped his resignation letter on Director Wang's desk. Looking at his stunned face, he felt that the air had become three cents fresher.