You Asked Me to Make Coffins, but Sleeping in One Brings You Back to Life? What Is This Nonsense?

Fang Tian inherited his grandfather's funeral supplies shop and landed a huge order: make a coffin for a highly respected old man who was on the verge of death.

The requirements were simple: it had to be grand and impressive, not shabby.

With only 150,000 yuan, how could he afford golden-thread nanmu? That wouldn't even cover the material costs.

His friend slipped him a bank card and told him to check the balance and do what he thought best.

For his friend's sake, Fang Tian went straight ahead and activated the Yin Nether System with a flourish.

Five days later.

A gigantic coffin made a magnificent appearance in the funeral hall.

The body, which had been inside for three days, suddenly sat up right there in the hall.

Friend: "What the hell? I asked you to make a coffin, and you brought him back to life? What kind of sorcery is this?"

Fang Tian spread his hands. "You told me to do what I thought best! I just threw something together!"

This novel is entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not take it seriously.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.