I'm the Oddball Who Built a Utopia in the Xianxia World

Where is this?

Jiang You Er's mind was a muddled mess. Countless unfamiliar memories surged in like a tide, crashing against his original consciousness. The pain made him groan, and he clenched his fists tight.

He remembered that he had clearly died.

In his previous life, his name was Jiang You Er, and he was an ordinary employee in a grassroots law enforcement agency. He had spent his whole life upholding fairness and justice, never tolerating the slightest injustice. Whether dealing with the powerful or the unscrupulous, he always stuck to the principle of treating everyone equally, working diligently and fulfilling his duties to the letter. Yet a man who had devoted his life to fairness ended up dying in the line of duty, his name unjustly besmirched.

That day, he was investigating a case in which the powerful were oppressing small-time merchants. Armed with irrefutable evidence, he had hoped to get justice for the shopkeepers who had been squeezed to the brink of ruin. But he never expected to threaten the interests of the group behind it all. They secretly sabotaged him and staged a car accident. Before he could utter a single word in his defense, the icy crash swallowed him whole. As he died, he was still clutching the evidence, consumed by indignation and resentment.

Why?

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