Miss Good Guy's One Hundred Years of Solitude

[The heroine, neither changeable nor wearable, prefers daily life, pretends to be invincible, has never been a good person, takes it for granted, no random writing] Frank* doesn't have Stan, his limbs are all his own, which is very fresh. Love cutting, sewing and cooking. His best ability is resurrection. In this world where high-level people suppress low-level people extremely seriously, there are only about twenty seventh-level creators in the world. Because I wanted to find a job and sign a hundred-year contract with a small border town whose foundations were dented due to excessive mining. Bad news: You're stuck. Good news: the city's debt is gone. So Frank proposed a plan to physically lift the entire city to the sky. What do you mean by raising your hands in approval? !