This Is China. Gods Are Powerless Here, I Say!

[No angst throughout + mildly stupid humor + no System + fantasy + not sure if it's traditional fantasy]

Wei Chen had a strange constitution from childhood. Wounds would appear on his body for no reason, sometimes even losing him a hand or a foot. Every cloud had a silver lining, though: Wei Chen gained an astonishing ability to heal himself.

Since his healing ability made him impossible to kill, the three classmates who often bullied him had a sudden idea: they buried him alive.

As expected, Wei Chen still didn't die. Instead, he wound up in a bizarre psychiatric hospital. Everyone there had supernatural abilities like his, only theirs were a little... stupid.

One-Punch Man, Chicken Jade? Why does your divine fist smell weird and have blood on it?!

Super Fart King, Pig Hero? Why are your farts sometimes hot, sometimes cold, and a little spicy?!

Tongue-Twisting Romeo? It's supposed to be Blue Silver Twining! What good is your tongue-twisting trick?!

Seven-Aperture Exquisite Shit Li Jing? Earwax, eye gunk, and boogers only add up to six apertures at most. What the hell is your last one?!

What kind of people are in this bizarre psychiatric hospital?! Could you be any more disgusting?!

Little by little, Wei Chen discovered the source of every supernatural ability in this world. They all came from the gods' abandonment...

And the inexplicable wounds on his own body were actually... actually because of the gods too...