Ghosts cannot be killed. This is an iron rule.
But I am dedicated to treating dissatisfied people!
My name is Tang Zhenkai, and I am nicknamed "Brother Kai" by others. Originally I just wanted to get a diploma, but I was forced to be a "roommate" with a ghost. Now, I walk in the gap between the world and hell, harnessing their power, at the cost of every heartbeat that may be my final death.
Spiritual Defense Bureau? Civil society organization? Religion of the dead? In my eyes, they are just a group of insects struggling in the apocalypse. Some of them want to survive, and some of them want to become gods.
And I want to set rules for them.
Or, find the pattern and fight a bloody path through the fingers of the ghost.
Or, let it become a rule and let all ghosts fall silent at my feet!
It's time for a change in this damn supernatural era. And I, Tang Zhenkai, am the one who pressed the switch.
——Either I end this era with my own hands, or I drag the whole world to be buried with me!