"I'll start from the beginning." Yuan Guang cleared his throat.
Several classmates watched him curiously, waiting for what came next.
"My Gaokao results were average, and the school I got into wasn't any good."
"When I first started college, I thought, 'If I muddle through a few years and graduate, I won't be able to find a job with this lousy academic qualification! Even if I use connections to get into Chenghuang, with neither the credentials nor the ability, I'll still be easy prey for gossip!'"
"So I decided to do the bare minimum in school and find a way out!"
"I cast divinations to figure out which direction would bring me the strongest career luck!"
Several classmates burst out laughing. Yuan Guang's fortune-telling abilities had already been famous in high school.
"After calculating for ages, the result was the Funeral Industry." Yuan Guang smiled.
"The Funeral Industry?" Song He was stunned.
"Strange, right? I thought it was strange too when I got that result. But I calculated it four times in a row, and every time it came out the same!" Yuan Guang said.
"I couldn't defy the Will of Heaven, so I went to work for a funeral company. It wasn't the kind of work you're imagining, like making paper figures, stacking paper ingots, or chopping up coffins. My job was checking the export warehouse."
"That company imported lumber from Japan, turned it into coffins, and sold them back to Japan. Every weekend, they shipped out a boatload. My job was to go over on weekends and count everything. It was extremely simple—mindless work. The pay wasn't high, just four thousand yuan a month."
"I worked there for about a year without finding any opportunities. I couldn't help casting another divination. No matter how many times I calculated