I Became a Big Shot Thanks to My Immortal Body

[Updated daily upon release]

After transmigrating, Feng Shou was blessed by the Transmigration God and successfully acquired the three great golden fingers of a transmigrator: a library, a pocket dimension, and immortality.

Feng Shou was confused. Feng Shou fell silent. Feng Shou understood.

"So I'm on the long-life, keep-my-head-down path!"

Just as he was psyching himself up, even preparing a hundred-year plan for keeping his head down and intending to lie low until the end of time, he suddenly discovered... he'd transmigrated into a cultivation world.

Having read all kinds of dark cultivation novels, Feng Shou immediately imagined countless tragic fates for himself.

He promptly went pale, certain his future held nothing but darkness.

As everyone knows, college students are fragile creatures and hard to kill.

Feng Shou, on the other hand, is fragile and easy to kill.

After dying for no apparent reason over a dozen times, Feng Shou, covered in blood, slowly flashed a sunny, cheerful smile under the worried gazes of those around him.

Oh, right. He can't die.

So what is he afraid of?

Feng Shou finally figured it out.

Hahahahahaha, I can't die anyway, so I'm going wild! Hahahaha!

Schemes and plots have nothing to do with me. As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters! Hahahaha! If I die first, and die enough times, no one can kill me! Hahahahahaha!

But... why are all these troublemakers stopping me from dying first? :)

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Extra scene:

In the world of Feng Lan, there was a legendary big shot.

He had no cultivation at all and looked like an ordinary rich young master from the mortal world. Yet he stood at the pinnacle of this world. No one dared provoke him, and no one dared hurt him... even though this big shot had a very easygoing temperament.

Someone asked him in an interview, "How did you become a big shot no one dares to mess with?"

Feng Shou: "Oh, it's simple..."

The interviewer listened eagerly, full of anticipation.

"Die fast, and make lots of friends."

"???"

Because Feng Shou had died so many times, the people around him developed a kind of stress response, even though he himself was perfectly healthy in both body and mind.

Every time he got hurt, a group of big-brother-con devotees, little-brother-con devotees, master-con devotees, and sibling-con devotees would descend from the sky. They would worry about his physical and mental health while unleashing a furious assault on whoever or whatever had hurt him.

And so...

"Isn't that just another kind of big shot?" Feng Shou smiled innocently. "With them around, no one dares mess with me."

"???"

Reader's guide:

1. Before transmigrating, the protagonist was an ordinary college student who had yet to experience the harshness of society. He's in great mental shape, goes with the flow and slacks off, and is a little crazy.

2. Don't worry, the protagonist doesn't have a mental illness. You get used to dying after it happens enough times (reassuring).

3. I become a big shot by relying on my immortal body (and my backers).

4. Good kids, don't imitate the protagonist. In the real world, you don't have his golden finger.

5. This is a feel-good story. I've already thrown my brain out the window.jpg

6. The cover is a character design. I picked him because I thought his eyes had a familiar, clear look (I'm sure of it).

6. The author's writing is limited. Please don't flame me if it's not to your taste. Thanks for understanding.

Theme: Take good care of your body~