Xia Lan’s life motto: eat well, lie flat, and don’t mess with me.
But fate played a hellish joke on her. She opened her eyes to find herself a stunning corpse with a knife in her chest, bound to a useless parasitic life-form that could only nag her to “stay alive”!
Before she could figure out what was going on, a rookie from the Supernatural Affairs Bureau was trying to slit her throat with twin blades. She had just used her hair to withstand a missile, only to discover that the blood moon had turned the world into a monster amusement park.
“Damn it! I just want to live in peace and eat a hot meal. Why is that so hard?!”
Fortunately, her golden finger had arrived, late but right on time: her blood was the ultimate weapon!
Control blood and heal herself? Basic stuff, don’t make a fuss! Turn strands of hair into a shield to block missiles? Easy! Devour mutated energy to level up? Sign me up! Wait... does this ability burn through a lot of food?
She had planned to live like a lazybones on the original owner’s inheritance, but an SSS-level threat label landed on her, and she was forced into shackles, becoming the Supernatural Affairs Bureau’s “human nuclear bomb.”
“Join you? Fine! Keep the food coming, and don’t interrupt my games! Also, find out who killed ‘me’!” Director Lu Zheng stared at the bill and her demands, and felt his hairline recede even further.
And so, the Seventh Division’s elite team underwent a dramatic change:
Ye Tang: “Cover me!” Zhou Ji: “Target locked!” Lu Yang: “Data anomaly!” Xia Lan: “...Wait, does this monster’s blood smell delicious? Dinner time!”
When the “Puppeteer,” who toyed with people’s hearts, turned the city into a stage, and the parasite inside her began whispering hungrily... Xia Lan licked her lips.
“The villain talks too much? Great, that saves me the cost of a boxed meal!”
“You want to control me? I’m cutting your strings!”
“Lock me in a cage? Hah, can a cage contain the abyss inside me?”
Very good, invincible flow