All demons had their own unique skills. Some were swift and agile, while others possessed immense strength. They sought jobs based on their particular traits.
In truth, demons had infiltrated nearly all professions there were.
In short, they were all struggling to survive.
Unlike humans, demons did not receive systematic education. A small number of them learned human knowledge and were even able to venture into business or politics, but they were rare exceptions. Most demons were too wild and untameable and only suited for simple tasks.
As for Yuan Liang, the eagle, he was a webcoming artist, albeit one who barely scraped by. Extremely barely. Still, he could be considered someone working with words.
When it came to drawing webcomics, Ning Shu could only scratch her head.
It was all so complicated.
Drawing eyes, hair, body proportions, the differences between male and female physiques, and the nuances of age—it was a lot. And inking, screentoning, shading… what on earth was all that?
Ning Shu read loads of webcomics in her spare time. She spent over all sorts of tutorials repeatedly and practised nonstop on the drawing tablet. She continued sketching based on the outline Yuan Liang had left behind.
However, all her characters looked a bit stiff. It hurt her hands, her brain, and her eyes. She even had haemorrhoids.
If she pushed on any further, she felt she’d go bald.
After much struggle, she finally finished one chapter of the webcomic, and then got ready to go out and buy some groceries.
She needed food that would keep her full for longer, as there wasn’t much money left in her bank account.
Rent was due soon, too.
And that tiny apartment of hers didn’t come cheap.
But she must hang in there!
She decided to try her hand at drawing four-panel gag comics for Weibo—something simpler.
Maybe she could build up a bit of popularity.
Four-panel comics wouldn’t take much time, either.
The pressure to survive was real.
When she wasn’t drawing comics, she played games. Once she got familiar with the game mechanics, she could even level up accounts for others in exchange for money.
Or she could grind for gear and gold to sell.
Either way, this was how she scraped by. Most of her money went on buying meat.
Ning Shu began wondering if she needed to find a new path altogether.
Were all demons this gluttonous?
She really wanted a proper iron rice bowl—a secure job with benefits, ideally one that also provided meals.
Unfortunately, no such job opening was within her reach, and Yuan Liang had been a complete recluse who barely interacted with anyone.
Even communicating with others for work was a problem for him.
After being alone for so long, it felt like he’d forgotten how to talk to people.
It was no surprise Yuan Liang had fallen for An Yujun when she appeared in his life. Falling in love with the warmth of companionship wasn’t strange or wrong.
During the day, Ning Shu worked on her webcomic, and at night, she cultivated by drawing formations to harness the power of starlight.
But starlight was limited and somewhat complex, so her progress was very slow.
Still, Ning Shu discovered something: she had unlocked a new skill.
She could dehydrate vegetables and turn them into dried food.
If her freshly washed clothes weren’t dry yet and she needed to wear them urgently, she could just dehydrate them on the spot. It was utterly amazing.
She was essentially vaporising the moisture into gas.
Water existed in many forms.
Hmm, maybe she’d never have to wait for her clothes to dry again.
Ordinance power really could improve one’s quality of life.
Judging from her ability to dehydrate both clothes and vegetables, was it possible that one day, she could evaporate the water inside a human body too? Wouldn’t that kill them?
That would be a deadly move indeed.
Water could also kill on a large scale—flash floods could wipe out mountains and the like.
It was basically a map-wide nuke of a skill.
There were likely many more abilities tied to the ordinance of water, just waiting for her to unlock them.
How wonderful!
Water could be as hard as steel, capable of destroying anything, and also as gentle as spring rain, nurturing all life.
Ning Shu didn’t think her ordinance of water was weak at all.
It could be used offensively, defensively, and even cutely.
As expected, one’s own powers were always the best.
Ning Shu hummed a little tune as she wandered through the supermarket, shopping for supplies.