My name is Chen San, and I am a half-ghost. Three years ago in the wasteland, I was pinned down and gnawed in the mud by a group of hungry spirits. The moment my gas mask was shattered into pieces, radiation dust mixed with blood foam poured into my throat. I thought I was going to turn into a pile of bones on the ground, and suddenly there was a sound of sandpaper grinding iron in my head: "Let me in, and I will keep you alive."
Intention: There is no reincarnation in the underworld