Deep Sea Fugitive Intern

My name is Lin Jiang, a civil servant who has gone ashore, and the full name of my unit is "Abnormal Relics Management Department". Job content: Handling the stele that can cook its own food, chanting sutras in the middle of the night, and a pair of scissors that never stop cutting things. On the day I was promoted to regular position, the director said - this place is not easy to treat. I thought he was talking about PUA in the workplace, but it turned out that the pomegranate tree in the yard blossomed, and the copper beans lit up one after another. There is a living icosahedron at the bottom of the trench. There is a star core in the center of the earth that split 4.7 Billion years ago. They are in constant conversation. My job isn't to archive relics—I'm the last fucking operator on Earth. Oh, by the way, why is the pen name "Deep Sea Fugitive Intern"? Because there is no option to quit this job.