Wang Zhao's verdict on her own life was that it had been a mixed bag, utterly unremarkable. She was one of billions of ordinary workers, toiling away in the world.
She had thought she'd spend her long life following the rules like everyone else. The best she could hope for was a raise; the worst, an illness.
In the end, she got neither. She died.
Dying wasn't the scary part. The scary part was that her soul had shattered in two, leaving her a fragmentary spirit!
According to the latest Regulations on Reincarnation Management in the Underworld, she would have to be reincarnated at a lower level.
That wasn't so bad, except it meant being born disabled or with an intellectual impairment in her next life, or turning into a bird or beast, helpless and at the mercy of others.
Wang Zhao: ...I think there's still time to save me.
With help from a professional team, Black and White Impermanence, she finally found her lost soul fragment.
At the same time, it came to light that she had the ability to sense fragmentary spirits.
Wang Zhao: Thanks, Mother Nature?
The King of Hell, grinning ingratiatingly, said: “The Underworld needs workers like you, no, I mean, the Underworld needs geniuses like you!”
Being a genius wasn't easy. Wang Zhao's eyes filled with tears.
After joining the Underworld, Wang Zhao became like a neighborhood committee auntie, constantly helping fragmentary spirits let go of their obsessions, fulfill their wishes, and settle old grudges. She restored their souls so they could pass safely into the Six Paths of Reincarnation and be reborn.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation, cause and effect, life and death, endlessly repeating without end.
But one day, Wang Zhao happened to discover that the seemingly flawless reincarnation system might have been tampered with.
Theme: Good and evil both meet their due.
Good guys, one can sense ghosts, and the other can stick ghosts away.