(BL) Quick Transmigration: I Want My Retirement Back!
One sentence summary: The obsessive master god makes up a job and countless fake worlds for our poor Xiao Xun to collect his soul pieces. "What? Your life is calculated by how unlucky you are?" When Xiao Xun died at the age of 19 it dawned on him that the number of points he had accumulated in his life was a big fat minus, which allowed him to either erase his existence or work in a bureau- the special control squad for maintaining peace in the worlds, where he would receive points from people whose total points were high in exchange for fulfilling their wishes. After nine missions, he breathed a sigh of relief as his total points finally became positive , the retirement he was so looking forward to finally arrives! Wait, what's an inspector? You get an inflated salary regardless of the amount of work you do? On average, there is only one job in a few hundred years? No need to fulfill any wish, just find out the source of the error? Sold! Arc 1: The duke's neglected son × Monster of unknown origin. Arc 2: The failed and obsessive idol × Poor college kid. ★ The male lead has flawed logic and personality, which will be slowly fixed after several worlds. The main character is cold-hearted and sees no interests but his own, this too will be fixed after several worlds. The male lead has varying levels of yandereism, if you are interested in knowing which of the worlds has a low/high level of yandereness- ask me in the first comment.
Alone
In the end, the woman still left the 2,000-dollar check on the bedside.
Xiao Xun logged into his bank phone account to find out how much this check was needed, and the two-digit number in it revealed to him that very.
[And it is won, which makes it even more pathetic.]
'I don't understand, even though he is not very popular he has still Working in this highly profitable field for several years. Where's all the money?'
The question came to an end the day he was released from the hospital.
Of course, there was no one to pick him up. He hasn't deposited the check yet so he's forced to walk the streets of Seoul, relying on the system to guide him between the tall buildings and the busy streets.
Entering the original owner's apartment, he was stunned.
The same faces stared at him from all over the tiny living room the second he walked through the front door.