My Paper Effigy Shop Is a Hit in the Underworld

An Ran returned to his hometown to visit his ancestors' graves and accidentally discovered that the paper phone he'd burned could connect the living and the dead!

A deceased friend messaged him to place an order: “Bro, burn me some roast chicken. I'm dying for a bite down here!”

Who would have thought the underworld was a trillion-yuan blue ocean market?

This business as a middleman between the living and the dead had to take off.

And so, Nanshan Village's bamboo-weaving workshop became a bamboo-processing factory, dedicated to squeezing every last penny out of the underworld.

The City of the Wrongfully Dead was transformed into an underworld entertainment complex, the River of Forgetfulness became a peach-blossom night market, and even Fengdu City got electricity and internet access.

The underworld was thriving, and the world of the living wasn't about to sit idle either.

They repaired utilities and built grain mills, turning rural towns into viral destinations and ideal places to live.

But An Ran's “ambition” didn't stop there.

The Homecoming Network appeared out of nowhere, revitalizing both the living world and the underworld.

One hundred thousand overworked ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead were itching to strike back at greedy, unscrupulous capitalists who profited by exploiting people.

You make people work six days a week and compete over hours? I'll work four days and take three off, competing over benefits instead. You charge astronomical housing prices and drain three generations' savings? I'll provide housing for employees. People can settle down back home, the economy can thrive, and everyone will feel free to spend. That's how you build a strong domestic economy.

The King of Hell was worried. “Boss An, life in the underworld is so carefree that the ghosts don't want to reincarnate. What should we do?”

An Ran replied, “Don't worry. Once the human world becomes a paradise, no ghosts will want to stay here.”

Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha smiled knowingly: “This time, we chose the right guide between the worlds of the living and the dead.”