The King of Hell? Even Gods Can Experience It for Three Hours!

(Don’t bother, it’s a terrible book) The Eighteenth Layer of Hell

Lin Yifei woke up in the middle of a crowd and looked around. “Huh? Are they filming? Look at those qipaos, and those traditional outfits.”

He was dead. He’d worked through the night and died suddenly. This proves we shouldn’t stay up all night, or our consciousness might transmigrate.

How was he supposed to know why he’d ended up here, or why he’d gone to hell? He was just an office worker who put in overtime. How had he wound up in the underworld?

A little ghost nearby shouted, “Why are you running? What’s the rush? Running that fast, are you trying to get reincarnated?”

All the ghosts: “??? Isn’t that the point?”

Who could have guessed that a few words from Granny Meng would make Lin Yifei suspicious? Had he really died a natural death, or had someone set him up?

What exactly was the underworld hiding? Or was this world itself hiding something?