Stop Burning Joss Paper for Me! I Can't Spend It All

Blurb:

Only after Fang Yin died did he learn that because he had fought to the death and killed the creator of the apocalypse, Earth, which should have been plunged into the apocalypse, had instead begun anew. The nation's order remained intact, and one ability-user after another awakened. The world had entered a new era of development.

Fang Yin had also become a superhero known to people all over the world. Countless people visited his grave to pay tribute and offer their condolences and blessings.

When he woke up again, Fang Yin had become Fang Yin, a down-and-out young master in ancient times. His biological father and stepmother's family wanted to seize the property left by his late mother and wished him dead. When the original owner died of illness at home, no one even called a doctor.

Fang Yin wasn't about to put up with them. He “lost” all the shops and houses in his name in one fell swoop, then used the money to watch the family get chased out by the new tenants.

His father, who had lost the property: Get out! You wastrel! Don't even think about getting a single copper coin from the family fortune!

Fang Yin felt his well-filled purse and promptly headed off to settle in a village. Lying flat was his mission in this life.

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Fang Yin, who had come to ancient times, had one problem: every night, a pile of spooky stuff came crashing down on his head.

[Heavenly deliveries: your mission, guaranteed!]

[The people of Earth have burned you gold and silver spirit money. Please accept.]

[The people of Earth have burned you a luxury villa. Please accept.]

[The people of Earth have burned you a full-service supermarket. Please accept.]

[The people of Earth have burned you a paper bride. Please accept.]

Fang Yin, who liked men: The last one was absolutely unnecessary!

One day, natural disasters struck.

The rain wouldn't stop, floods raged, and the people suffered terribly. Famine, bitter cold, scorching heat, and one disaster after another followed.

Fang Yin alone remained completely calm.

He touched a paper offering, and it turned into a three-story villa with running water and electricity, warm in winter and cool in summer. He touched another paper offering, and the supermarket was fully stocked, leaving him with no worries about food or clothing.

Rumor had it that Fang Yin was incredibly wealthy and protected the people of his region.

But Fang Yin watched the man working, admiring his muscular chest, and sighed, “Good thing the stuff they burn for me actually works. Otherwise, how could I afford to keep such an expensive pretty boy!”

A certain general, who had brought his whole army over to live off him: You've got money, and I've got men. I can guard your door!

Fang Yin's father and family, full of regret, heard about it and came looking for him: Son, I'm your father!

Fang Yin: Shut the door. Release Mu Huaiyu!

A certain general: Woof?

Fang Yin: I was supposed to be a ghost. I never expected to be reborn in another world. Whether I'm human is debatable, but I can still enjoy offerings.

Reading Guide:

1. A rich, laid-back young master bottom x a rugged, handsome general who excels at hard work and eating, and is easy to please.

2. An apocalypse brought on by natural disasters, with an overpowered golden finger.

3. The protagonist doesn't want to live in a paper house. He lives in a real miniature villa specially sponsored by Second Young Master. We're writing a proper apocalypse story, not a supernatural horror story!

Theme: Face hardships bravely