Yisi Cleaning, the Taoist Himself

Resurrection of spiritual energy + return of the Taoist master + identity hiding + daily fishing + cool writing + strong men + urban martial arts + contrasting cuteness + happy enemies The Wannian Taoist master who failed to overcome the tribulation returned to his uncreated earthly mortal body with thin blood vessels and blocked meridians. When the spirit surge broke out, the Spiritual Control Bureau identified him as "one in a million of the most useless spiritual beings" and conveniently stuffed him into the base's logistics and cleaning team. Lin Yuan looked at the remuneration, food, food and housing, two hundred a day. OK, stay. What's even better is that he can directly inhale the energy from the top-grade high-risk waste minerals in the base's underground warehouse, which cannot even be exploded by nuclear bombs, through three layers of alloy steel plates. It's no different from eating spicy sticks. As a result, Daxia's highest-standard waste mine warehouse began to experience a cliff-like drop in energy every few days. The alarm sounded every day, and the entire Spiritual Control Bureau was so anxious that no trace of intrusion could be found. The top management held twenty-seven emergency meetings. Not once did he suspect Lin Yuan who was mopping the floor in the corridor. The female captain Su Muqing, who had severe dark circles under her eyes and relied on Red Bull to stay alive, checked the surveillance camera three hundred times and stared at the second-rate boy who studied with the cafeteria uncle every day whether the braised pork was cooked through or not. She felt like she was going crazy. Lin Yuan lowered his head and looked at the large open glue on his feet, thinking about whether to add braised eggs to the pork offal noodles tonight.