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.
In the wee hours of the night, at a large villa on the outskirts of the city, Cha Siwon anxiously awaited her brother's return.
She ran to the grand entrance when she heard the door open, can't wait to get the words out of her mouth: "Brother! We're viral! We're viral! I finally made it myself, I'm a celebrity!"
The man who barely managed to get through the front door had long red hair and black leather clothes, his masculine face with his usually bright smile sang a very attractive sense of contrast, but right now his tiredness didn't let him smile his usual bright smile. in his current condition, the corners of his lips wouldn't be moved even by an asteroid, but his little sister was stronger than that. Her energetic chatter almost ate off his ear, yet he still treated her with a gentle smile. "I've had a long day, Sissy, if it's one more time about the video that got seven hundred views on YouTube..."
"70,000! This time I got 70,000! And it keeps going up!"