Becoming a Capitalist in a World of Supernatural Resurgence

Tang Guitan lost both his parents at the age of ten. With nothing but himself and a pen, he supported his family by writing erotic ghost stories.

You dream about what occupies your thoughts by day. Sometimes, he would see a pair of embroidered shoes at the foot of his bed. In his dreams, a gigantic woman sat with her back to him, combing her hair.

In waking life, he would occasionally sense a cold, twisted, greedy gaze from behind him.

When he was caught up in a supernatural incident at school and was about to die at the hands of a monster, a gigantic ghost bride emerged from his shadow and elegantly, viciously tore the murderous ghost to shreds.

"A Tan, when are we getting married?"

The ghost bride reached out to him. Her enormous blue-green palm seemed ready to caress his face. The corpse-cold touch and the stench of rotting flesh seeped through his skin and into his lungs.

[The Ghost Bride] As ghost stories return, the day of the wedding becomes the day the groom's soul returns to the underworld. The ghost bride eats her groom bit by bit, like a mantis, but he feels no pain. Or rather, that pain is transformed into supreme pleasure. Cruelty, lust, and surrender set the tone for the entire story. The groom's bones are buried in the ghost bride's belly, and together they descend into a cruel, pitch-black dream.

Faced with a deadly question, Tang Guitan raised his face, his voice trembling. "We can't get married! I haven't earned the hundred million in betrothal gifts yet!"

Ghost Bride: ?

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With a blood moon overhead, ghost stories had returned. He couldn't keep up his old line of work: a few more ghost brides and his back would give out. After thinking it over, Tang Guitan decided to put his knowledge of ghost stories as an author to use and find loopholes in their rules by any means necessary.

Then... he'd make them work for him, and work them hard!

They can't be killed, and only ghost stories can destroy other ghost stories? What a perfect source of perpetual labor. No capitalist could let that opportunity pass!

The spirit of the pen sets up a fortune-telling stall beneath an overpass.

Mary's international long-distance calls: just a few phone calls, and she'll be right at your door.

Qingfeng Smoke Soul offers a service that lets you talk to deceased family members.

In the first ten years after ghost stories returned, society was in turmoil. Amid the darkness of a night where daylight could no longer be seen, a company specializing in ghost stories burst onto the scene like the morning star, offering humanity an entirely new way to coexist with them.

And at this very moment, the man hailed as [Humanity's Morning Star], [Savior], [Capitalist Ghost Story], and [A Man More Terrifying Than the Ghost Stories] was facing the biggest challenge of his life.

"A Tan," his ghost bride slowly lowered her enormous body onto his back and whispered, "I've saved up enough for the betrothal gifts. When are we getting married?"

Tang Guitan: ...

Message: Hard work brings success.