In the third year of the strange recovery, human civilization collapsed. In this world, living people are worse than dogs, and evil ghosts roam the streets. If you want to survive, you have to either become a short-lived "ghost controller", or survive a narrow escape in the horror dungeon to earn the pitiful "underworld money".
It was on this day that Jiang Che looked at the suddenly mutated [Tiandi Bank APP] on his phone and fell into deep thought. "Dear user, your account has been unfrozen. The current available balance is: 10,000,000,000,000,000 ghost coins." "Newbie benefits: You have automatically obtained a 'Ghost King Level' personal butler, please check."
Just then, there was a knock on the door. The person standing outside the door was not a water meter checker, but a pale-faced female ghost wearing a shroud with a gaping mouth, staring greedily at Jiang Che's neck.
Before this, Jiang Che had already peed. But now, he calmly took out a bundle of banknotes that exuded a ghostly golden light from the APP, and threw it hard on the female ghost's face. "Take it, go downstairs and buy me a pack of cigarettes, and keep the rest as a tip."
The cracked female ghost was stunned. The next second, her mouth that was split to the ears closed instantly, showing a standard professional fake smile, and bowed respectfully at 90 degrees: "Okay boss! What brand does the boss like to smoke? If not, I can grab it!"
Jiang Che smiled. It turns out that in this weird world, you can really do whatever you want if you have money.
