I Told You to Catch Ghosts, So Why Did You Take the Underworld Public?

“Guys, does anyone get this? I was delivering food in the middle of the night, and the customer told me to put it in a coffin!”

The Netherworld has fallen apart, and evil ghosts are on the loose. Lu Yan is forced to bind himself to the “Underworld Direct Hire” app, becoming the only grim reaper in the human world.

Faced with a blood-dripping ceiling, a deathly pale face under the bed, and an extra figure in the mirror, Lu Yan says, “Don’t panic. If you’re brave enough, even vengeful ghosts need maternity leave!”

He whips out his [Physical Exorcism Chainsaw] and grins more terrifyingly than any ghost. “Hey, hanged ghost, you’ve got a remarkable bone structure. The Eighteenth Level of Hell just happens to need a crane operator. Three thousand netherworld coins a month, and you get to enjoy the blessings of a 996 work schedule. Interested?”

And just like that, the whole thing takes a sharp turn.

Water ghosts are hauled off to the Road to the Yellow Springs to work as pumps, fire ghosts are forced to stoke boilers in the Eight Hot Hells, and red-clad vengeful ghosts are made to dance and sell products on livestreams at the Naihe Bridge.

When the thousand-year-old Ghost King awakens, ready to wreak havoc on the human world, he sees Lu Yan wielding a whip and leading an army of a hundred thousand ghosts. “Old-timer, the Qing Dynasty fell ages ago! I hear you’re a tough one. Go work a sewing machine in the Eighteenth Level of Hell!”

[Terrifying horror and hilarious contrast. The early chapters will keep you up at night, while the later ones will make your sides ache with laughter. Pure, classic Chinese horror. If you scare easily, read under the covers!]