Chen E can taste the flavor of ghosts, but nothing else. To him, drinking bitter herb water is like drinking sweet spring water.
It all began on the day of a blind date.
“For twenty-five years, I ate noodles boiled in plain water. I thought I was a useless wreck who’d lost his sense of taste.
Then my blind date sat down across from me, and I tasted an overwhelming stench of corpses and bitterness in my mouth.
What rotten luck.
I can’t even taste the salt, yet somehow I’m the only one who can tell she isn’t alive.”
At that moment, Chen E understood: he wasn’t incapable of tasting things. He could only taste the flavors of ghosts.
As the eerie resurgence ravages the world, Chen E survives time and again by relying on the bitterness in his mouth, and gradually works out the rules.
“Rule One: Ghosts cannot be killed.”
“Rule Two: Only ghosts can fight ghosts.”
“Rule Three: What you think is dawn is merely the beginning of a long night.”
“Warning: This book contains mild horror elements. Please be prepared before opening it.”
“No System + Mind Games + Semi-Infinite Survival + Resurgence of Vengeful Ghosts + Not Grimdark, Suitable for All Ages”
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