I announce to all the gods of the divine realm and all intelligent beings of the human realm. I, Lottie Paeon, hereby resign from this life!! I don’t want to work! * * * I was born as the genius among geniuses in herbal medicine. They say when God makes nectar, He makes it divine. I thought there would be at least one person among my descendants who was similar to me, and I went through countless reincarnations. “Why can’t anyone do this…?” Because of my exceptional talent, no one could surpass me. After countless lifetimes. I declared a strike. I can’t do it! No, I won’t work!!! That’s how it was. “I’m counting on you.” “N-Ne… New!!” “I was the one who was inexperienced.” Won’t the bleak family relationship get better? “Thanks! Th-Thanks.” Thanks to various intelligent beings and spirits. And then. “The unenlightened disciple sees the master after a long time.” My first disciple and even the last one showed up. Why hasn’t that guy died yet?