Melon-eating version:
Shen Que has been having a headache recently.
Originally, he just wanted to quietly inherit the ancestral home and work as a low-key corpse-carrier, but somehow he ended up becoming the "urban management team captain" in Mu Mu Liu.
His daily work includes but is not limited to:
The devil who bullied the students was dragged to public trial, the perverted old woman who tricked people into eating brown sugar eggs was hung on a tree in public, and the Ganoderma well, which had been eaten by people for hundreds of years, was forcibly "starved" of food.
He doesn't need the protagonist's aura, nor does he need a system cheat. He only needs an ink pipe thread to tie up those guys who are pretending to be gods and ghosts.
The other infinite flow protagonists are all trying to survive, but he is the only one trying to spread the law.
Even gods have to abide by the law, and ghosts have to line up, don't you agree? If you don't accept it, let me show you what "the punishment of a long tongue" is.
(Un)serious version:
[The Human Law Court system is loading...]
Shen Que unexpectedly inherited his ancestral business and became a corpse-carrying craftsman traveling between the Yin and Yang realms.
In this infinite world where ghosts are rampant and rules are broken, he did not choose to live, but chose to control the law.
From the cursed campus to the mist-shrouded countryside, he suppresses chaos with the power of absolute rules and reshapes order with ruthless judgment.
He measured sin with an ink line and judged life and death with a compass.
When everyone is trying to adapt to the rules, only Shen Que is trying to rewrite them.
This is a journey about judgment and redemption, and also a story about a mortal trying to establish an immortal law court amidst infinite terror.
Intention: Use the most professional terminology, do the cruelest thing, and wish for world peace.
