The Strongest Ghost King in the Galaxy Works Diligently as a Corporate Drone

(Interstellar + lighthearted + heartwarming + occult arts + violent Ghost King) (Glamorous, violent heroine + decisive, pure-hearted hero) Shi Shui Shui, the strongest Ghost King on Blue Star, transmigrated into a newborn baby. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a room full of ghosts. Her whole family looked like they were down on their luck: parents with little time left, an older brother whose mental power was declining, a second sister who’d been ambushed, a third sister on the verge of bankruptcy, a fourth brother who’d fallen from fame to become a disgraced nobody, and a handsome imperial emperor for a husband, pure-hearted and liable to go berserk at any moment. What a tragedy. An absolute tragedy. To make sure she’d have plenty to eat and wear in the future, the idle Ghost King decided to get back on her feet and turn the whole situation around. Bad-luck ghosts? No problem. She’d suck every last one of them dry. Her aloof general of an older brother: “My little sister is weak and helpless.” The ghosts: “Bullshit. She stomps one ghost to death with every step.” Her violent pirate-gang-leader second sister: “My little sister is timid. Anyone who scares her will die.” The trembling ghosts: “She threatened us just yesterday, sob sob.” Her scheming CEO third sister: “My sister is a poor little thing who never gets enough to eat.” The ghosts, in tears: “She’s sucked us dry of all our yin energy.” Her gentle actor fourth brother: “My little sister is the cutest.” The ghosts, cowering in the corner: “Hide, or she’ll eat us!” The mad emperor: “Shui Shui is my life.” The little ghosts who’d lost their lives: “Right, right. Her life matters, but ours don’t?”