You Can’t Be Serious! I’m a Tycoon from the Start, and You Want Me to Catch Ghosts?

I had just transmigrated into the body of a billionaire when I found out the original owner had become a hopeless romantic for a gold digger. After Old Wang, who drove an A6, cuckolded him, he'd taken pills and killed himself?

I fired back with a "Pfft!" What an idiot!

Just as I was getting ready to enjoy a life of wine, women, and song, the world changed, and the supernatural returned!

Even crazier, after the System I had just bound to gave me the beginner's gift, the Soul-Saving Sutra, it actually ran off in the middle of the night!

It left behind just one sentence: "Send all the souls of the dead in this world to the afterlife and bring a trillion home, or be erased!"

Me: "What the hell?!"

The System was gone, but the mission remained! I went straight to the university district, rented a billion-yuan shop, and opened for business!

From then on, Su Fan became the most elite "one-man business" of the supernatural age, with a black card in one hand and a scripture in the other.

"Listen up, I'm here to send you all to the afterlife, not to negotiate with you!"

"Either earn enough merit and go peacefully, or have your souls scattered and be scrapped on the spot. Take your pick!"