(I Sell Grilled Cold Noodles in the Underworld)
The moment he opens his eyes, Jiang Ming finds himself in a sinister world overrun by the paranormal, where the order between yin and yang has completely collapsed. He thinks he’s as good as dead, but instead binds to the Underworld System and lands a temporary job maintaining the greenery along a highway. While everyone else fights monsters, he trims roadside shrubs and uses his grilled-cold-noodle cart to build an Underworld snack-food chain on the side. Then one day, the System suddenly turns serious: “Congratulations, you’ve been made permanent. Immediately recruit that red-clad ghost by the roadside who’s gnawing on half a corpse...” Jiang Ming looks down at the spatula in his hand, coated with sauce, then at the blood dripping from the ghost’s mouth, and falls into thought. “Um... could I put grilled cold noodles with sausage on credit?”
