Please Call Me the Undertaker

Before reading this book, please forget everything you know about the protagonists of fantasy novels. Zimmer is not a genius. At the age of 26, he was still working as an undertaker on the night shift in a funeral home, with a monthly salary of 3,500. He is not the reincarnation of some ancient power - to be precise, he is the "container" prepared by the ancient power for himself, and when the time comes, it will swallow his consciousness and occupy his body. He didn't even want to be a savior. Everything he did was originally for one reason: the woman was signed by him and was under his control. This is a story where a "substitute" backfires on the "original master". This is the story of an undertaker in a funeral home who uses his skills to deliver funerals for the whole world. This is a story in which the true meaning of "reincarnation" is not to control life and death, but to "farewell". Someone asked him: "You are an undertaker, why should you fight with the gods?" Ji Mo thought for a while and answered seriously: "Let's get into the profession of an embalmer. What I'm good at is taking away the dishonorable things and making them look decent." "If the gods don't look good, then give them makeup too."