When Lu Yuan wakes up, he finds himself locked inside a rental apartment with its doors and windows nailed shut.
System notification: In seven days, the evil spirits will return. Survive tonight to unlock basic permissions.
The entire building is full of ghosts.
With no weapon in hand, Lu Yuan fishes a steel pipe out from under the bed and swings it with all his might at the first evil spirit
The pipe passes straight through its head without doing a thing.
“Physical attacks are ineffective. Evil spirits are only restrained by rules. Weaknesses: discover them yourself.”
Discover them himself?
Did that mean throwing away his life until he figured out the rules?
Lu Yuan pries up the floorboards and finds a severed finger and an old newspaper.
Using his own blood, he draws a talisman of rules on the paper. A red triangular glow shines in his palm.
From tripwire traps to towers of resentful arrows, from defending a single room to hunting evil spirits across worlds
Other transmigrators are trying to escape with their lives. Lu Yuan is here to stock up.
Every evil spirit he kills is dismantled into supplies, parts, or even dragged straight into a defense tower as ammunition.
While the other tower guardians are fighting for their lives just to survive the first night,
twelve defense towers already stand on Lu Yuan’s territory, each containing an evil spirit he has refined.
They wanted to kill him when they were alive. Now, in death, they have to guard his stronghold.
On the seventh night, the evil spirits return as scheduled.
But this time, the figures outside the door aren’t returning ghosts
they’re other tower guardians, barely clinging to life.
They kneel in the hallway and say:
“Please, refine us.”
