“A joker + spiritual qi revival + prehistoric mythology + Lady Houtu + monsters and ghosts.” Mythology returns, and the whole world goes haywire. Others awaken as Thunder Gods or sword immortals, enduring grueling training and risking their lives through one brush with death after another. Only Xu Yaoyao starts out with half a bottle of cola and some chip crumbs, paying his respects at his family’s Houtu shrine. “My Lady, please protect me!” From then on, everything goes completely off the rails. Faced with a spirit pen, he turns around and recommends grad-school prep materials, talking the ghost into going back to school. When a ghost bus appears, he puts on a stand-up show on the spot and wins himself a busload of ghost fans. When the Underworld grinds to a halt, he is entrusted with rebuilding it in its hour of need: he sets KPIs for Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and forces Meng Po to develop spicy soup. The Western King of the Underworld arrives with Hell at his back, full of menace. Xu Yaoyao lies down on the ground and yawns. “Go ahead, try touching me.” “Do you have any idea what it means to have powerful backing?”
