Yin-Yang Rideshare: Passengers by Day, Ghosts by Night

A rich kid framed me and sent me plunging off a cliff. I thought I was done for. Then the car's dashboard screen lit up: "Underworld Transportation System bound. Newbie mission: take a veteran of the War of Resistance home." I became the only ride-hailing driver between the worlds of the living and the dead. By day, I ferry living passengers and earn five-star reviews. By night, I drive ghosts and extend my life with good karma. Not one of my passengers is alive, and my fares are paid in years of life. One day, I found my enemy's name in the order list. "Zhao Tianlin, male, 29. Sin value: 5800 and rising. Destination: the Eighteenth Level of Hell." I hit the gas and grinned. "Buckle up. I'm taking you home."