No Job? I Can Tear Down All the Professions in the World

Chen Yan, a modern doctor, suddenly died in front of his papers and data sheets, and when he opened his eyes again, he became the son of a poor coachman in another world. There is no memory of the original body, no system panel, and no divine weapon. He only has a pile of textbooks, a few documents, a work-study quota, and the ability to file, model, and solve problems that he has honed over many years of studying for a Ph. D. In this world, strength is determined by life fire, and high and low are determined by occupation. Warriors, shield guards, doctors, crossbows, and mages each have their own path. The children of aristocratic families paved the way early, and the losers at the bottom can only be judged as useless. Chen Yan started from the archives and matched old papers, injuries, equipment, account books and training records page by page. Someone was wrongly judged as a loser. Some people are obviously suitable for protecting people, but they are forced to rush into the battle. Someone is not incompetent, they just have never been named correctly. So he wrote his first review book. From the logistics academy to the frontier battlefield, from professional review to the balance of all positions, from the old laws of the dynasty to the rules of the gods. The world says he has no job. Only later did the world realize that the so-called lack of a position simply means not showing the appearance of a position. He will eventually redefine his duties in the name of Wuxiang.