He died suddenly while working overtime and woke up as a 72-year-old rural man.
I am the most ruthless audit director of the Fortune 500. I found a 1.2 Billion hole in the accounts, and then I was sent into a strange world by a dump truck.
The system told me: The survival rate of the copy is 12%, my teammates are all cannon fodder, and the person in the coffin may lift the lid at any time.
I looked at the elegiac couplet on the wall - "The old and the young are in order",
smiled.
Here, seniority is everything. I am 72 years old and the oldest in the room.
The ghost nephew is disobedient? Scold. Paperman wants to cause trouble? Stare. Will the ever-burning light go out? In exchange for two white-faced steamed buns, he shouted to the coffin, "My nephew can just eat it."
The ghosts were all confused: Is this old man more ruthless than me?
Later they discovered something was wrong - this old man walked with a wind, cursed in rhymes, and checked for loopholes in the rules faster than he checked the accounts.
Later, the paper man recorded the number of violations I had committed, and the system forced me to show my true colors.
When the 72-year-old body faded away, revealing the true face of a 26-year-old woman, the whole weird world exploded.
The strange will came in person and asked me who I was.
I shook my crutch and said something to shut up all the ghosts:
"I am your mother"
