[Wild Ideas + Anthropomorphism + Mysticism + Infrastructure Building + Goofy Comedy]
When Zhang Fan wakes up, he discovers that he has become a dilapidated Daoist temple.
That’s right, a temple in the literal sense: the beams are his bones, and the tiles are his skin.
Its only Daoist priest is an old man on the verge of starving to death. With incense offerings dwindling, the temple is about to be razed by a demolition crew.
Zhang Fan panics. To stay alive, he has no choice but to make a “miracle” happen himself!
“Master, the spring in the back hills seems to have healing powers!”
“Master, our statue of Wenchang Dijun seems especially effective. Every student who prayed to him got into college!”
“Mas-ter! That rich lady from down the mountain has come to donate money to rebuild the main hall again. She says you appeared in her dream last night and gave her guidance!”
The old Daoist cries, “Our Patriarch has manifested!”
Zhang Fan replies, “That’s right. It was me!”
From then on, Zhang Fan sets out to gather incense offerings and grow stronger, embarking on a path of self-promotion as a fake master. He turns a dilapidated Daoist temple into a paradise renowned throughout the world!
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