Free Shipping to My Ancestral Grave, and My Netboat Can Cultivate Immortality

Just graduated, just lost his job, and just returned to his hometown, Wang Yan is struck by lightning at a funeral hall, where it hits his ancestral grave. By sheer chance, he binds himself to a “Mystic Ark.”

It has no flashy features. It simply turns harmony and laughter in the city into “spiritual energy,” at the cost of occasionally making him die of embarrassment and leaving him with a shameful history.

From the first day he refuses to be anyone’s tool, he uses “rules” as his anchor, gradually turning the tables in real life on workplace smear campaigns, family manipulation, and scams. Once the whole city reaches a certain laughter threshold, a secret realm opens: the more laughter there is, the weaker the monsters become.

Absurd but not dumb, packed with satisfying moments that come at a cost. Online traffic fuels cultivation; he punishes evil and promotes good, climbing from trending searches all the way to the immortal sects.