Rules Can Go to Hell: My Murder-Mystery Script Reached the Heavens

“I’m Done Being a Doormat: I’ve Cleared Every Supernatural Case in Hong Kong”

Everyone at the Hong Kong Supernatural Incident Mediation Center knows me: Li Wuye, the most useless of the useless, a total pushover.

While my colleagues risk their lives testing the rules, I huddle in a corner and smoke.

An SSS-rank incident lands right in front of me, and I just tilt my head: Not going.

Then one day, a mysterious file appears on my phone.

It updates with the core rules of supernatural incidents, along with the answers to solving them.

Other people risk almost certain death entering a tenement building?

I glance at my phone. “Oh, go in right foot first. Third iron box from the left on the fourth floor. Ah Zhen, I know you.”

An S-rank entity runs wild across the city, and everyone is fleeing for their lives.

I lay a net from heaven to earth, turning every rule into a trap and arranging everything down to the last detail.

The God-Making Society has its eye on me?

The core database from the past twenty years? Sorry, it’s all on my phone now.

There’s just one price:

Splitting headaches, supernatural flashbacks, and wave after wave of mental assaults.

As the side effects worsen, I gradually awaken the talent of “Rule Perception.”

So it turns out the human heart is the rule,

And the greedier people are, the more absurd the supernatural becomes...

For Hong Kong’s peace, for the world’s harmony, and for...

I, Li Wuye, will give it everything I’ve got!

Actually, forget the slogan. Here’s the truth:

I just want to see how long these so-called “rules” can last.

A pushover’s comeback?