[No Romance + Comedic Infinite Flow + Wild, Unhinged Imagination + Strong Female Lead + Rule-Based Horror]
Sheng Wuyan is a money-loving antique appraiser with a damaged amygdala who was born without any sense of fear.
One day, she wakes up to find herself forcibly dragged into a terrifying livestream from an abyss with an extremely high fatality rate.
When monsters burst through the door, the newcomers scream in despair as their health bars plummet.
Sheng Wuyan merely nudges her gold-rimmed glasses up her nose and quietly pulls out a... gigantic industrial-grade woven sack?
When a woman in red leaps off a building and smears herself across the screen, Sheng calmly takes out a pair of sterling silver tweezers and plucks a lock of the ghost's hair with unerring precision. “Strong hair, tightly infused with yin energy. This’ll fetch a good price as a talisman brush. Thanks, buddy.”
When faced with a cursed object reeking of stench, she picks it up and gives it a heft. “This lousy sock stinks. Perfect for smearing across a monster’s face.”
The vengeful ghosts are in meltdown: You call this a battle royale?! This damn woman came here to stock up!
The viewers had tuned in to watch ants struggle for survival. Instead, they’re all left stunned.
“Everyone else is trying to survive while she scavenges. She even ripped out the dungeon’s load-bearing walls and sold them by the pound!”
System alarms blare: [Warning! This player has seriously disrupted the dungeon’s economic balance!]
By scavenging trash, Sheng Wuyan not only survives, but also recruits an outrageously strong, purehearted guard who’s like a loyal puppy; fools an elegant con artist skilled in PUA; and picks up a pessimistic househusband who keeps saying they’re doomed while making bombs by hand.
A whole crew of villains, building up and making it big!
At last, one day, the lofty gods prepare to unleash divine punishment and reboot the universe.
But Sheng Wuyan sits in her executive chair, pulls out a calculator, and slaps down an invoice:
“So you’re a god? Sorry, but I’ve bought your abyssal amusement park outright. Now do me a favor and get out.”
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