Ne Job: The Intern from Hell — Chapter 135: "The Sky Above the Bureau"
The Bureau hadn't gone quiet—
it was holding its breath.
Every wall, every luminous corridor of divine machinery stood suspended in aftershock. The storm from the Audit Reversal had burned away layers of forgotten code, exposing veins of raw celestial infrastructure. For the first time in eons, the ceiling—the "Heaven layer"—was visible again: a swirling canopy of golden glass that shimmered with the weight of divine surveillance.
Ne Job leaned against a cracked console, the smell of ozone thick around him. His jacket was half-burned, his mug—"World's Most Questionable Supervisor"—miraculously intact.
Assistant Yue stood beside him, face pale but focused. Her manual was rewriting itself in real time, glowing faintly as it logged the impossible event.
> ENTRY 13,452-A:
Subject: Audit Reversal Containment.
Result: Partial success. Reality distortion minimal. Supervisor alive (inexplicably).
Secondary effect: Heaven aware.
Yue exhaled. "They know."
"Good," Ne Job muttered. "Would've been rude to keep the reunion waiting."
Above them, the glassy sky rippled—like someone knocking politely from the other side of creation.
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They didn't have to wait long.
The Bureau's main lobby began to bend, stretching upward into a column of divine light. The interns who hadn't fled earlier gathered near the periphery, whispering nervously as reality shimmered.
Dreivery Spirit Bao zipped back and forth, panic fluttering in his ectoplasmic eyes. "Supervisor Ne Job! Yue! You have an incoming visitation notice!"
"From who?" Yue asked sharply.
Bao squeaked. "Classification: Heaven-Class Entity."
The column split open.
Descending through the light came three figures—Heaven's Auditors Supreme, wrapped in geometric halos, faces masked by their own perfection. Their voices overlapped like chords played in reverse.
> "Ne Zha, Reinstated Error."
"Rebirth Bureau, Unauthorized Division."
"The balance requires correction."
Ne Job groaned. "Ugh, I hated these guys when I was still divine. The walking paperwork parade."
Yue's tone was razor-sharp. "Be careful. They represent the High Codex itself."
The lead Auditor—tall, faceless, his halo spinning like a gear—lowered a golden spear that hummed with divine audit energy.
> "Supervisor Ne Zha. You are charged with violation of celestial continuity, illegal resurrection, and emotional interference with a mortal reincarnation stream."
Ne Job blinked. "Wait—what's that last one?"
Yue looked sideways. "I think they mean me."
He coughed. "Oh. Yeah. That tracks."
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The air thickened as the Auditors advanced. Every step they took erased color from the floor. The Bureau's walls recoiled from them; even the chaos energy refused to touch their precision.
Yue raised her manual defensively, glyphs spinning from its pages. "By current Bureau Charter, this domain falls under joint authority of Rebirth Operations and Chaotic Rehabilitation! You have no jurisdiction here!"
The Auditors replied in one voice, cold and absolute:
> "All authority reverts to Heaven during reinstatement anomalies."
Ne Job sighed. "See, this is why I quit."
The lead Auditor raised his spear. Light began to form around it—an execution order, written directly into reality.
Before it could strike, Ne Job stepped forward.
His Chaos Spark blazed to life again, casting the lobby in molten gold and violet. "You want a correction? Try processing this."
He slammed his palm into the ground.
The Bureau responded—not with compliance, but with loyalty. Every desk, every file cabinet, every soul-record he'd touched since his return ignited with chaotic resonance. Forms reshaped themselves into barriers of light; the lobby's tiles folded into sigils.
The Bureau had chosen him.
Yue's eyes widened. "You've synced with the Bureau's heart!"
Ne Job grinned, power humming through his voice. "Guess it likes my management style."
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The battle that followed wasn't fought with fists—it was fought with filing.
Audit forms collided with rewritten policies, divine light clashing against bureaucratic rebellion. One Auditor threw a spear of law that pierced through temporal layers; Ne Job countered with a "Form 404: Reality Not Found," deleting the attack midair.
Yue darted between collapsing timelines, adjusting flow algorithms to keep the interns alive. "You can't brute-force the Codex! It'll just rewrite you!"
"I'm not brute-forcing!" Ne Job yelled over the chaos. "I'm negotiating creatively!"
The lead Auditor swung his spear again, slicing through the Bureau's crest. The ceiling cracked—showing, for a heartbeat, the void between Heaven and chaos.
Yue screamed, "Ne Job!"
He reached up with both hands, Chaos Spark erupting into a spiral.
"Hey, Heaven!" he shouted into the sky. "If you're listening—your audit's overdue!"
He hurled the spark upward.
The light punched through the ceiling, scattering golden shards across the void. For a brief moment, the Bureau of Rebirth and the Realm Above were connected—a direct line between rebellion and the gods who once commanded it.
The Auditors froze, their halos flickering as feedback surged from the breach.
Yue shielded her eyes, shouting over the wind. "You've opened a channel to the High Codex itself!"
Ne Job grinned. "Perfect. Let's file a complaint."
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When the light finally dimmed, the Auditors were gone—recalled by the Codex for review. The Bureau's ceiling slowly resealed itself, golden fragments hovering like stars.
The chaos energy faded, leaving scorch marks and glowing sigils across the floor.
Ne Job dropped to one knee, exhausted. Yue knelt beside him, touching his shoulder. "You realize they'll retaliate."
"Yeah," he said between breaths. "But now they can't ignore us."
She looked up at the ceiling, where faint outlines of the divine network pulsed, watching. "You really want to challenge Heaven again, don't you?"
He smiled, tired but defiant. "Not challenge. Audit."
A pause.
Then Yue chuckled softly, shaking her head. "You're still the worst intern they ever erased."
"Best one they ever got back," he countered.
Outside, the Bureau's bells began to ring—an old signal, one that hadn't sounded since Heaven fell silent.
Something vast was awakening above them.
End of Chapter 135 — "The Sky Above the Bureau."