After a Male Ghost Latched Onto Me, I Went on a Rampage in the Infinite World

Xu Zhili's last internship paycheck had run dry.

Her stomach, accustomed to eating just two meals over three days, was hollow with hunger. Her bank balance was even emptier.

She quietly revived the pen name she'd been insulted for using for three years.

She didn't care about her reputation, as long as it put food on the table.

To save money, she rented a shabby old apartment in the northern suburbs.

It was cheap, remote, but quiet, and perfect for writing.

The landlord glanced away. "There are some noises now and then, but you're young and full of yang energy..."

The place seemed haunted.

She dragged her unsteady legs inside. When she was so hungry that her head spun, everything looked doubled.

The peeling patches of wallpaper looked like twisted human faces, and whispers mixed with the whimpering of the pipes.

She clutched her aching stomach and thought: I'm hallucinating from hunger.

Until one cold night, when she was so hungry she could barely think, curled up and shivering on an old sofa.

Half asleep, she felt a cold hand suddenly stroke her cheek, and a suffocating chill spread over her body.

"You're so hungry..." a voice sighed. "Your yin energy is even heavier than mine. No wonder you can see me."

The man leaned over her. "Even drawing a little yang energy from you would feel like chewing gravel... Never mind, I'll help you earn some food money."

Night after night, he visited her dreams, bringing fantastical worlds and inspiration.

Her book became a sensation overnight, and even the old accusations against her were cleared up.

Xu Zhili counted the rapidly growing balance in her bank account, then looked at the man holding her in the mirror. "Shen Guanyu, what do you want as payment?"

The man in the mirror kissed the top of her head.

"The royalties are yours. Your soul is mine."

"Or... come into these stories with me in person and earn the money yourself."

Rusty barbed wire wrapped around dry bones, and dark silhouettes crowded the watchtowers beyond the scorched earth;

Passengers on an endlessly looping train could never count how many fingers they had;

At a feast in a deep-sea castle, lies had to be lit like candles...

--Would you dare to gamble your nightmares for a chance to become a god?

A few notes:

Xiao Li is only hungry at the beginning. After that, she slaughters her way through everything, and even... Xiao Li actually has a secret identity, but even she has forgotten about it.

Brother Guanyu may be crazy, gloomy, and twisted, but there's a reason for everything... As for who caused it, stay tuned.

Reading tips:

1. I'll do my best to update daily, usually at 23:30. If I don't update on schedule, I'm busy writing.

2. This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.

Theme: Stay optimistic, work hard, and earn money.