Even If You Are Weird, Don't Try to Stop Me from Making Money.

Time travel? Cultivation? System? No, my golden fingers are the Real Estate Valuation Code and a blank contract. My name is Chen Mo, and I was originally a hardworking agent. Ever since I accidentally entered the "All Things Shelter" chat group, my style of painting has changed. While others practice hunting monsters, I do asset appraisals for the "caves" where monsters live. While others hunt for treasures in the secret realm, I help the "secret realm" plan its own investment plan. When the evil god whispered that he wanted to devour the city, I handed over a "Long-term Land Lease Contract" and a "Supplementary Environmental Impact Agreement." Group friends asked me: "Why are you not afraid at all?" Me: "What's the use of being afraid? Is it because I don't have to pay back the mortgage, or will the commission increase on its own?" Now, my clients include but are not limited to: portraits of depression, elevators who want to start a business, puddles in need of psychological counseling, and the mysterious organization that always wants to contain them at the lowest cost. My story tells us: As long as your major is strong enough and your mentality is stable enough, even if the world collapses, you can still become the most profitable Party B among them.