What Do I Do If I'm Sold to Northern Myanmar? Please Help, It's Urgent

When he was young, he wandered into the Mekong River region by mistake. His corpse, wrapped in a sack, floated back home.

Qiao Xuan transmigrated to 2018. When he opened his eyes, he was on his way to sneak across the border into northern Myanmar...

"I'm not bragging, bro. You'll understand once you get there."

"No matter how well you've made it, it won't help. Even the Bull Demon King would have to obediently plow a couple of miles over there. Even the * by the roadside gets slapped around."

A group leader from a telecom fraud gang eagerly tried to recruit him.

"So, what do you think? This is your golden chance to make your ancestors' graves come alive."

"Interested in working for me?"

Qiao Xuan burst into tears, unaware that he had already stepped through the gates of hell. Once inside the compound, he was beaten senseless: whipped, clubbed, doused with boiling water, forced to eat chili peppers, locked in a water dungeon, had needles stuck into his fingers, salt rubbed into his wounds, wires tied around his blood vessels, and the electric-shock treatment in the dark room...

"Big brother, I think there are still a few flaws... I'll pay! Isn't that enough?"

On his first day, he signed an agreement to pay 500,000 in damages.

Unless something unexpected happened, he probably wouldn't make it home in this lifetime...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.