Shocked! I Sell Underworld Insurance

On the day Lin Hai died, he lived three seconds into three lifetimes. In the first second, he saw his hand - five translucent fingers, and the wedding ring was still there. That was the platinum ring that Liu Mengyao said she would exchange for a bigger one when she got rich. He didn't know it at the time, but his plan to "make a fortune" was his accident insurance policy - the insured amount was 20 million. The next second, he heard a sound. Instead of human speech, it was the hum of machinery coming from all directions. He wanted to breathe—no more. In the third second, he saw light. Gray light. Gray robe silhouette. Dark red eyes. He had a serial number: M-87294. He was then told that his killers were his wife and partner. Fraudulent insurance of 20 million. But in the underworld - killing is not a crime, it is just "reducing the population". He couldn't sue. He is dead. But he still has a chance. The King of Hell made a condition: if you sell a thousand copies of the underworld insurance and have enough merit, you can be reincarnated with your memory. Go back and take revenge. What is underworld danger? The insurance of the underworld - it protects the memory of the soul. Drink a sip of Wangchuan water before reincarnation, and your past life will be wiped clean. Parents, lovers, children, enemies - forget them all. Then become another person, live again, forget again, reincarnate again, forget again... The eraser kept scratching, scratching, scratching on the blackboard. But some people don't want to forget. An insurance policy is not a commodity, but a person's deepest commitment to another person. Forgetting is the real death. And here - this is where I belong.