Reborn After a Social Death: I Become a God in Two Worlds

At three in the morning, the pale light in the cubicle reflected Liu Mang's ashen face. A sharp electric current suddenly crackled out of the keyboard, and crimson code crawled across the screen like a living thing: "Spacetime coordinates locked. Life data stream about to terminate." The instant his fingertip touched Enter, his consciousness was swept into a vortex of code. The last thing he saw was a flash of blue characters in the darkness: "Memory anchor loading? BUG_001."

Seven days after his death, he was trapped as a ghost in a corridor of memories. At the funeral, incense and candles mingled with the stench of money. In the cold gleam of his wife's diamond ring, the creases of an insurance policy lay hidden. Laughter from the break room was as icy as a blade, and the jeers about a "workaholic who dropped dead" became needles stabbing his soul.

A rift between parallel worlds opened due to an oversight by the guide who was supposed to escort him. Reborn, Liu Mang found a leaf-shaped blue mark burned into his palm, its pattern flowing with a faint light that let him travel between the two worlds. Using his knowledge of the future, he built the secret online network "Jianghu" and drowned malice in a flood of information, only to realize that every time the mark flashed, the fates of the two worlds became more entangled. Was the death code a cry for help or a curse? Why did the blue mark resonate with the handwriting on a money transfer slip? The truth flickered in and out of view between the two worlds, and the mystery was far stranger than he could imagine.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.