God-Tier Card Draws: Contaminants Make Me a Billionaire

"Cool, aloof beauty mortician x younger, wolfish inspector." Updates daily, aiming for three to six thousand characters. New chapters before 10 p.m. If anything comes up, I'll take a day off.

In 3025, after the Baqishan mining disaster, a new energy source called "rare gold" was discovered deep underground. Jishi Pharmaceuticals quickly pushed forward with its extraction and research.

Over the next six years, violent attacks became frequent across the country. A contaminating life form called the Aberrants appeared, with mutated bodies and a bloodthirsty, brutal nature. Investigations found that most Aberrants were employees involved in mining the new energy source.

By 3031, society had nearly ground to a halt. The Angel Foundation officially stepped in to handle the Aberrants. That same year, the Council's New Energy Management Act was passed, formally defining those who handled Aberrants as "Corpse Collectors." Mining continued.

This is an age of overturned order and towers built of white bones.

Yan Qian, a professor of funeral services, died suddenly and transmigrated here. On his first day, a mantis monster lunged at him and tried to kill him. On the second, a heap of severed body parts crawled onto his balcony in the middle of the night, begging him to put them back together. On the third day...

[Congratulations, you have activated the Draw System. You have one free draw.]

[Congratulations, you have drawn the skill card "Mortuary Makeup": One hand bridges yin and yang, one thread stitches life and death.]

From assistant at an illegal clinic to Corpse Collector for the Angel Foundation, Yan Qian stitches skin, sets bones, and paints the boundary between yin and yang. He removes the "lesions" from Aberrants, purifies contamination, and opens up another possibility amid the chaos.

A two-faced butcher in a raincoat holds out a palm with its muscles torn apart. "This time... can you stitch it into a bow?"

A long-haired, faceless ghost missing everything below the knees clutches a dew-covered bouquet. "I'm proposing today. Could you give me a festive makeup look?"

A spider-shaped person with eight legs and a belly writhing beneath its skin says, "Doctor, I'm going into labor!"

Professor Yan gently sets down his teacup. The noisy crowd falls silent at once. ...Pregnant patients first.

Reader's guide:

1. Strong leads and a happy ending. The love interest may not appear until a few chapters in.

2. The protagonist's soul transmigrates into another body. His appearance will gradually change to match his original one.

3. The original body's daughter is not his biological child.

4. The story has a cyberpunk setting. It's fine if you're unfamiliar with the genre. Terms that come up will be explained in the story and in the author's notes.

--Below is the blurb for a new novel--

After the Universally Disliked Cannon Fodder Inherits a Contamination Zone

Yan Lang, a little grass spirit, was struck by lightning and sent to a world where the supernatural was rising.

The original owner died in his own building on the very first day he inherited the family fortune. He also had to deal with a family hoping to use him as a sacrifice to summon the "true god."

But right now, the most important thing was finding enough to eat.

Yan Lang grabbed his little notebook and knocked on his tenants' doors: Rent's due!

After all, he owned a whole building.

The Slender Man, who liked to skin people and invite him to dinner late at night, was Tenant No. 1.

The violinist, who composed music on human intestines and kept sending him spam texts with demos, was Tenant No. 2.

The pitch-black tentacles, which collected human limbs to decorate their room and loved visiting him in his dreams, were Tenant No. 3...

The tenants opened the door, drawn by the sweet scent of human flesh.

The next second, their smiles froze.

The young man who should have been dead stood before them, completely unharmed.

Eerie green shoots stitched his torn-open abdomen back together.

The pale, frail young man tilted his head, reached out to put his dislocated joints back in place, and smiled kindly. "Sorry to bother you, but please pay your rent and utilities."

In the dim light, a shadow on the wall radiated a silent, spreading terror.

The tenants: ...QwQ

Fine, I'll pay!

Yan Lang happily collected the rent.

His tenants seemed a little difficult to get along with, but they really were good people!

The "Xinglin Apartments" is one of the most dangerous known S-rank haunted domains. The Paranormal Administration sent Awakened agents to clear it several times, but none returned alive.

Recently, this domain had become strangely quiet, and signs of human life had been detected inside.

The Paranormal Administration decided to send someone to investigate.

Yin Shu, the strongest member of the Paranormal Administration, possesses both devouring and beast-transformation abilities. Contamination from haunted domains has no effect on him, making him the ideal person for the mission.

Things went surprisingly smoothly. Yin Shu found a survivor, a friendly, obedient, undemanding little fellow.

There was only one problem:

Did he have no desire to survive at all!?

Yan Lang dragged Yin Shu into the living room, where he came face-to-face with 123 supernatural entities.

Yan Lang cheerfully pointed to Yin Shu. "This is our new tenant. Say hello."

Yin Shu, wearing a complicated expression: "Hello."

...How was he supposed to tell him that his tenants weren't human?

The supernatural entities, wearing complicated expressions: "Hello."

...How were they supposed to tell him that the landlord was the most terrifying one of all?

[The blurb and the protagonist's true form may be changed a little before the novel starts, but the core ideas will stay the same. Expect a found-family dynamic, a touch of gradual character distortion, and an online forum.]

Theme: Live on in the face of death.