Lin Mo, an ordinary overworked urban employee, dies suddenly while staying up late to finish a proposal. When he opens his eyes, he has been reborn as the Great Emperor of Fengdu in the underworld.
Looking at the dilapidated underworld, the underworld officers slacking off, and the warning on his System panel, "Underworld satisfaction below 10%. Celestial Realm rectification imminent," Lin Mo falls into thought.
[Ding! The System has issued a beginner quest: Launch three new flavors of Meng Po's soup to improve the satisfaction of ghosts who drink it. Quest reward: Unlock the beginner version of the "Great Emperor of Fengdu's imposing presence."]
Lin Mo: "??? You want me to add new flavors to Meng Po's soup? Is there something seriously wrong with this System?!"
To keep his throne as emperor, Lin Mo has no choice but to grit his teeth and set about reforming the underworld.
He equips Black and White Impermanence with electric scooters so they can retire from the inefficient business of "walking souls to the afterlife." He starts livestreams for Ox-Head and Horse-Face, bringing the underworld up to date with urban trends. He even opens a delivery route between the underworld and the human world, so ghosts can order urban snacks, too.
The once gloomy and terrifying underworld is transformed into a "Happy Park: Underworld Edition."
As the Great Emperor of Fengdu, Lin Mo unlocks all kinds of bizarre abilities under the "pressure" of the System, while using a modern mind to master both the underworld and the city, staging one hilarious cross-world reform after another. But he fails to notice the Judge's icy gaze watching him from the shadows whenever he completes a quest, or the secrets hidden behind the occasional "Unknown Error" message from the System.
Who says the underworld has to be lifeless and gloomy? Watch me, the Great Emperor of Fengdu, show you 100 hilarious ways to run the underworld!
Not bad, not bad, quite interesting. This is the first time I've seen this kind of subject matter. Keep up the good work, author!
Like an old woman selling melons, she praised her own wares.