What Do You Mean, Frail Scholar? I'm the Fourth Calamity!

[Player Template] [The Hundred Schools of Thought] [Xuanhuan Setting] [Well-Developed Worldbuilding] [Rigorous Stats] [Lunwu Cult]

Zhou Sheng woke up one day in the body of a frail scholar who had drowned.

The good news: he had a player interface that let him level up and allocate attribute points.

The bad news: a red wedding ghost was trying to devour him.

As the ghost lunged at him, Zhou Sheng had yet to master a single supernatural ability, so he could only pour every point into Strength.

“The Master did not speak of the strange, the violent, the disorderly, or the supernatural. You little red wedding ghost, get on your knees and serve your husband!”

When Zhou Sheng kicked open the coffin lid and smashed the red wedding ghost with one punch, he suddenly realized that everyone was afraid of him.

Zhou Sheng scratched his head. “I’m just a frail scholar who studies Lunwu. What danger could I possibly pose?”

Note: The protagonist is the only player in this book.