Livestreaming Funeral Services in the Eerie Apocalypse

[Rule-based horror + reborn time loop + mentally ill male lead + feel-good funeral-industry novel]

On the seventh day after the blood moon appeared, Lin Mo realized something was wrong with this apocalypse.

After being reborn thirteen times, he now has a mouthy urn tucked under his left arm, a mutated cat perched on his right shoulder, and a hearse he drives recklessly through rule-bound domains. While everyone else trembles in the middle of zombie hordes, he waves a selfie stick and yells, “Folks, today we’re cremating the zombie aunties doing square dancing! Send those rockets!”

The “Upright Person System” keeps causing trouble:

· Dance to “A Happy and Contented Life” in the morgue to earn [Grandma Meng’s Soup Bubble Tea]

· Give Sadako pigtails to unlock [Ghost Call Spam Blocker]

· Play “Nuclear Blast Anthem” on the suona to summon Lord Guan’s mech

While the other survivors are busy trying to stay alive, Lin Mo auctions off vengeful ghosts in his livestream: “Free shipping, but no after-sales service! This lovely Miss Split-Mouth is sweet and sultry. Order now and get a complimentary cleaning service for her forty-meter tongue!”

Then, in the funeral home’s walk-in cooler, he finds ten versions of himself who died in different ways:

· Cultivator Lin Mo: His golden core was made into takoyaki

· Cyborg Lin Mo: A USB hand warmer is plugged into his brain-computer interface

· Cthulhu Lin Mo: A VIP card from a breakfast stall hangs from his tentacle

A blood-red comment suddenly flashes across the screen: “Welcome to timeline number 144. Kill the other streamers and become the sole surviving broadcaster!”

Lin Mo looks at his reflection, now a cross-dressing beauty, and turns his chainsaw into a microphone. “Dear viewers, up next, a performance: ripping a higher-dimensional creature apart with my bare hands!”

(Also known as: Rules Run Amok: My Funeral…