I Swing My Brick of Morality Across the World of the Strange

Xiao Yunshuang had just gotten out of a psychiatric hospital when she suddenly realized the world had changed. A swarm of strange beings loomed in the sky, eyeing the human world hungrily. Terrified out of her wits, she fled home in a panic. The next second, her mortal enemy showed up to mock her. Xiao Yunshuang was about to slap them, but then she spotted a dead infant clinging to them. She quickly thought better of it and pulled her hand back. Never mind. Since they didn't have long to live, she'd show mercy and let them off the hook. She really was so kind! Before Xiao Yunshuang could catch her breath, hey, her golden finger had arrived: the Ghost-Prison. Catch a strange being, get a reward. Her cultivation improved. She got advanced items as well, without having to waste money buying them. While everyone else was still fighting for their lives, Xiao Yunshuang circled around with a brick in hand and smashed away, wham, wham, wham. From then on, a legend spread through the world of strange beings. If you ever see a woman carrying a brick, steer clear. She'll crack your skull. When she stood before the people and became the chief of the Ghost Gate Bureau, she looked back to see all the ghosts bowing at her feet. They shouted, "Long live the Prison Master!" The old men who used to find fault with her at every turn regretted it bitterly, and her hypocritical mother wept bitterly. Her wicked younger sister fell to her knees and begged for mercy.