The Background Character Became a Savior After Their Inner Thoughts Were Exposed

New book now out! Please add The Cultivation Big Shot Is Back to Your Reading List Synopsis at the bottom. Sheng Qingquan transmigrated. Good news: He transmigrated into a book and has a golden finger that lets him see the original plot. Bad news: The world he’s entered is about to face the apocalypse. [This is actually a post-apocalyptic novel about stockpiling supplies in a pocket dimension, and the apocalypse is coming today?] Sheng Qingquan panicked. [No, I need to see what happens in Chapter One. The main couple are getting it on, someone gets cut by accident, and that activates a ring with a pocket dimension. An ancient virus escapes from the dimension, infects countless living things, and brings about the apocalypse?] The policeman next door abruptly sat up. Where had that voice come from?! Even the tenants downstairs looked shocked and confused. “?” The couple who were about to get intimate looked at each other. He couldn’t be talking about them, could he? Both of them stared at the rings on their fingers, then silently took them off. So the next day... They heard that voice again. [Huh? The apocalypse didn’t happen? But I just spent a fortune on rice!] Sheng Qingquan was baffled. What happened to the promised apocalypse? Everyone smiled without saying a word. But their smiles froze the instant Sheng Qingquan’s thoughts rang out again. [Why has another new book appeared? Another apocalypse?] Is this ever going to end?! One seemingly realistic apocalyptic novel after another appeared, but none of the disasters came true. The world kept getting better and better, and Sheng Qingquan finally understood: So these novels are all fake! There’s no apocalypse at all. It’s all just a coincidence! As one post-apocalyptic world after another merged with theirs, the people racing around to save the world put on weary smiles. Whatever makes you happy. Please add my new book to your reading list: The Cultivation Big Shot Is Back Synopsis: Sheng Qingkong opened his eyes. He had transmigrated from the cultivation world back to modern times. Good news. He no longer had to fight and kill. He could enjoy a quiet, ordinary retirement. Bad news. This world had plenty of restless ghosts, tormented night after night, unable to move on to reincarnation. Sheng Qingkong: Fine, I’ll help while I’m at it. At a deadly crossroads, one ghost holds the line, and no cars can pass. A ghost keeps climbing into people’s driver’s seats and stomping on the brakes. How could there not be a pileup? Sheng Qingkong: “Don’t panic. I’ll play a tune to wake the ghost from its delusion.” Everyone: “??” What a fraud. Only the ghost came to its senses, trembling. “I almost... caused trouble while trying to do a good deed.” Then people were astonished to discover... There hadn’t been a single pileup since that day! Could he actually be a true master? There was always a cat yowling in the park. Was it mating season? No. The cats were roaring with rage. The murderer who killed their owner had escaped and vanished without a trace. Sheng Qingkong reached out again. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you find him!” Everyone watching: “???” Before long, a gang of cats and dogs had cornered the murderer. He cried and crawled over to cling to a police officer’s leg. “I’m turning myself in!” The police officers: “???” Who put out a hit on this stray gang of cats and dogs? This makes no sense! Sheng Qingkong summons souls with one tune and catches criminals with another. At first, I really just wanted to be an ordinary person. Later, word spread among the ghosts that a living King of Hell had appeared. He was even fiercer to evil ghosts than the real King of Hell, quicker to deliver justice, and able to settle regrets and send souls on their way. A wide range of services. Sheng Qingkong had to deal with ghosts every day, and whenever he stepped outside, cats and dogs swarmed around him with offerings. If their owners were in trouble, he was the man to call! Sheng Qingkong: “...” Tiredly, he tossed out a bug and swept a pile of joss paper out of the house. He didn’t really need payment that badly. Honestly! Theme: Your peaceful days are made possible by people who shoulder the burden