My Life as a Corporate Slave in Journey to the West

From the perspective of the silent and taciturn Golden Body Arhat, Sha Seng, this story tells the survival wisdom of a seasoned office worker within the celestial bureaucracy. The pilgrimage to fetch scriptures is a grand spiritual journey, but to Sha Wujing, it's just a fourteen-year field project execution—the master is a hands-off boss who only chants sutras, the senior brother is a violent output problem generator, and the second brother is an emotional black hole skilled at shifting blame. He, bearing the promise of 'restoration as the Curtain-Raising General,' carries the team's luggage, foot-washing water, and interpersonal relationships, struggling to maintain the balance of this broken ship through the eighty-one tribulations. This story contains absurd reflections of modern workplaces, pragmatic calculations of gods and demons, and countless late nights where Sha Seng quietly summarizes his 'Westward Journey Logistics Management Manual' by the campfire. No grand speeches, no great righteousness, just plain talk—the story of a logistics honest man's Journey to the West, more real than you imagine. — Description from novelcodex.org