“A corporate drone falls from a building and almost dies, then wakes up as the poorest corpse-driving kid in Qingwu Village! Zhou Yue is squatting by a corpse pit, collecting the old corpse keeper's body. The moment his fingertips touch the rotting flesh: ‘Ding! Corpse burial successful. Devoured 50% of cultivation + Bronze Corpse-Driving Bell!’
When the howls of mutated wolves tear through the night, he finally understands the rules of this apocalypse: kill a first-tier beast and devour 30% of its cultivation; bury its corpse yourself and devour an extra 20%, with a treasure drop to boot. And if you can fulfill the dying person's final wish... you'll devour all their cultivation, plus inherit the connections the old geezer spent half his life building!
But when he charges into the tide of corpses with his bloodstained corpse-driving whip, a beast tamer's mutated tiger and an astrologer's star chart suddenly block his way. Could the things buried in this wretched village be the threads of some karmic cocoon?”
“Everyone else carries guns in the apocalypse. He carries a nine-linked corpse-driving banner. The nights in Qingwu Village always reek of corpses, but Zhou Yue squats among the wild graves and grins. ‘Everyone, burying you isn't just a kindness. I'm building up my own fortune here.’
Kill and devour 30%?
Bury a corpse and it jumps straight to 50%, with a treasure drop too!
Best of all, when a dying old woman grabs his wrist and sobs, ‘Please take my grandson to the Bastion City,’ he protects the little kid all the way there, and the System prompt rings so loudly it hurts his ears: ‘Final wish fulfilled. Devoured 100% of cultivation + Beast Tamer Su Tan's trust +20!’”
