Lin Fan’s life was a complete wreck. He graduated straight into unemployment, his girlfriend ran off with a rich second-generation heir in no time, and he was so broke he could only afford instant noodles in a bag. As he stood on a rooftop, glaring at the 3.15 yuan in his bank account and shouting, “Damn you, Heaven! Strike me dead!” Heaven actually did just that, and even bound him to the downright bizarre [Dead-Fish Comeback System].
But was there something seriously wrong with this System? It handed out cash-power rewards, but its missions were all about public humiliation: [Spend three hours shopping in drag], [Make your debut in the center of a square-dance troupe], [Kneel before a roadside beggar and beg them to take you as their disciple]… Dignity? What’s that? Can you trade it for money?
With tears in his eyes, Lin Fan declared, “As long as the rewards are good enough, I’ll take any job!”
And so, a bizarre new tycoon quietly rose to prominence in the city. He made money at a speed rivaling a printing press and delivered face-slapping moments with such flair they could shake the heavens, but… his embarrassing past was enough to crush a museum.
Just when Lin Fan thought he was raking in cash in an ordinary city through nothing but outrageous stunts, he suddenly realized that the depths of this world seemed to be hiding something… unusual.
