When Heaven Bestows a Great Duty, It First Beats Me to a Pulp

【Get stronger every time a monster hits you · transmigrate + System + comedy + villain + Demon Prison】 In the Great Yin Dynasty, demons ran rampant. Shen Yu transmigrated and became the lowest-ranking jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison: an unofficial hire with no rank, whose injuries wouldn’t count as occurring in the line of duty. This place was known as a living hell, with hundreds of demons locked in its cells. Every last one was dangerous. But after one clawed him, his wound closed on its own before he could wipe away the blood, and his strength kept increasing. While everyone else steered clear of the cells, he reached through the iron bars: “Come on. Bite me.” Ever since he arrived, strange things had happened in the prison one after another: Why had the iron corpse, which hadn’t raised its head in three years, tilted its head at him and bumped its fist against his? Why did the painted-skin demon change into a face from three years ago while switching faces? Why did the old demon storyteller insist that the one locked up in the prison’s deepest cell wasn’t a demon? Only Shen Yu’s status panel displayed two lines no one could explain: 【Current sequence: Eighteen】【Previous sequence: Seventeen · Deceased】 The previous seventeen had all “died.” And he was still number eighteen. Shen Yu: “What’s the rush? Get in line and fight me one at a time. Once I’m done, I’ll ask what happened to the previous seventeen.”