Pain.
A familiar ceiling.
A pure white hospital room with only one bed.
A skinny, emaciated boy was strapped to the bed.
His entire body was covered in wounds, not a single patch of unbroken skin, his eyes empty, barely clinging to life, awaiting the arrival of death.
But these wounds weren’t inflicted by others—they were self-inflicted.
That’s why the nurse had tied him to the bed, to prevent further self-harm.
Suddenly, two dazzling figures descended from the ceiling, coming to the boy’s bedside to visit him.
One was a cute girl dressed in a white nurse’s outfit—a tight skirt, white suspender stockings, and red high heels.
At a glance, it was obvious she wasn’t a real nurse.
On her nurse’s cap were the words [Yiyanshengcai].
The other was an elegant lady in a high-slit cheongsam, deep V-neck, holding a fan that half-covered her face, exuding endless charm.
On her paper fan were the words [Tianxiataiping].
“Are you here to take me away? Looks like my time has come.”
The boy looked at this supernatural scene, not surprised at all.
He even managed to joke about it.
“Yes, child, you’re about to die. But we can give you a brand-new life—all you need to do is pay a small price.”
Hei Wuchang spoke emotionlessly, as if giving a work report.
“That price is to hand over your soul to us and work for us.”
Bai Wuchang’s tone, in contrast, was gentle and soft.
“I refuse. If I were willing to work, I wouldn’t be locked up here.”
The boy answered in a flash.
“We’ve checked your life. You’ve spent your entire life self-harming, simply wasting the world’s resources. According to normal procedure, you’re supposed to enjoy the full package of Hell’s Eighteen Layers.”
Hei Wuchang’s tone instantly turned cold, every word laced with threat.
“Very well, send me to hell. My favorite thing is being tormented.”
The boy showed no fear.
“That’s perfect, because the brand-new life we’ve prepared for you is to endure one hundred and eight layers of torment. You’ll love it.”
Bai Wuchang smiled.
“NO! I might love pain, but I hate working even more.”
The boy still refused, unyielding even in the face of death.
“One hundred and eight Ghost Kings have escaped from the Underworld Jail. They broke through the Yin-Yang Boundary, came to the human world, and were successfully reincarnated as humans.”
Hei Wuchang ignored the boy’s words and explained on her own.
“We need you to return to the human world and ‘conquer’ all their human forms and bring them back.”
Bai Wuchang added with a mischievous grin.
“What do you mean by ‘conquer’?” the boy asked.
“It means making the Ghost Kings completely submit to you, body and soul—utterly conquered.”
Hei Wuchang replied.
“That’s the only way to imprison them. They’re scattered across different times and spaces, masters of hiding, extremely hard to catch. They even possess supernatural powers that can warp reality and bring great disaster to the human world.”
Bai Wuchang was still grinning.
“We’ve prepared a special body for you, called [Death Book Iron Writ]. You’ll have a powerful allure to the Ghost Kings, forcing them to reveal their true forms and letting you conquer them.”
Hei Wuchang explained.
“I’m not doing it. Just let me die, let me go to hell.”
The boy continued to refuse.
“All right, now that you know all the rules, it’s time to put them into practice.”
Suddenly, Bai Wuchang pulled out a twisted, immortal blade from her bosom and stabbed it ruthlessly through the boy’s chest.
“………………What are you doing? It doesn’t hurt, I don’t feel anything. Try stabbing me again.”
The boy felt nothing, complaining lightly.
But the next moment, his entire soul was violently sucked into the immortal blade.
The frail, broken body strapped to the bed instantly stopped breathing—forced into a natural death.
“The plan is going very smoothly.”
“The target agreed very readily.”
Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang reported to their superiors, then slowly floated away.
But their smiles gradually faded…
“I still think you’re crazy, Sister Hei. Why would you choose a self-harming lunatic to conquer the reincarnated Ghost Kings?”
Always smiling, Bai Wuchang was the first to question.
“All the people we picked before were killed by the Ghost Kings’ human forms. Love experts, special forces, playboys, CEOs—every one of them perished. They couldn’t last three minutes in front of the Ghost King girls. We’re just making a last-ditch effort.”
Hei Wuchang forced a bitter smile.
As Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang vanished into the sky,
We finally get to see the name of the facility where the boy was held.
This place is called [Yuyurenlei Yanjiu Zhongxin].
The white room where the boy was imprisoned is the deepest, most mysterious room in the entire facility, so feared that no one dares approach.
A strange door.
Dim streetlights.
Fresh air.
This is what it feels like to stand on solid ground again.
This is what it feels like to regain freedom.
The boy woke up again, finding himself finally out of hell and back in civilized society.
He looked around, confirming that he was standing in front of the door to a cheap apartment.
Wasn’t he dead?
So that wasn’t a deathbed hallucination just now?
Could it be that he really was resurrected by those underworld messengers?
They seemed to have told him something about capturing Ghost Kings, but he’d already forgotten most of it.
Hmph, I won’t follow anyone’s orders.
I want to fly freely!
I will never submit to anyone’s tyranny!
The next moment, the back of his head was suddenly struck by an unknown blunt object.
The boy instantly entered a baby-like sleep, passing out on the spot.
Who knows how much time passed?
A sharp pain suddenly jolted the boy awake.
He immediately realized he was being forced to sit on a chair, completely naked, stripped like a pig, one eye covered, both hands tied behind the chair, unable to move.
Why was only one eye covered?
Because a ruthless finger was digging into his uncovered eye socket, gouging out his eyeball and jolting him awake from the pain.
His whole body convulsed, cold sweat pouring down, but he didn’t make a sound.
He smelled perfume, and someone’s breath kept brushing across his face, making his hair stand on end!
“Hahaha! I finally got the [Tianyan Eye]!”
It was a chilling, distorted voice, obviously disguised.
“Who are you?” the boy asked in a low voice.
“It’s Mami~ da yo~”
She actually answered him.
But the voice was childish, young, fake, and twisted—definitely not someone old enough to be his mother.
Soon, the background memories of this young body flooded into his mind, confirming his suspicions.
His mother and father had recently died in a car accident.
He had just attended their funeral.
From then on, he was left all alone, forced to live in a cheap apartment.
But that wasn’t the main point.
The main point was that the original owner of this body was the scum of the scum!
The lowest of the low!
Because he possessed the ability to divine the future with the Tianyan Eye, he helped high officials and nobles with divinations, and his parents’ careers, already high-ranking officials, soared even higher.
Relying on his parents’ power, he bullied classmates, harassed school beauties, groped female students, and even once forced a girl to suck on a lollipop.
He was utterly wicked!
Everyone wanted him dead!
But now, with his powerful and influential parents gone, he no longer had any of his former swagger.
And now even his Tianyan Eye had been gouged out.
So it was only natural for a girl to knock him out for revenge.
Finally, the scum’s name was Li Zuhao—which was now him.
“Ah Zu, don’t move. Mami’s going to heal you now.”
The one who gouged out his Tianyan Eye began to bandage and stop the bleeding, even disinfecting the wound.
She even had the precise knife skills to clean out necrotic nerves, making sure the other eye wouldn’t go bad.
Finally, Mami personally put a medical eye patch on him.
Done.
“Ah Zu, let me feed you some porridge.”
After the wound was dressed, the gentle, disguised voice called to him, the aroma of hot porridge wafting into his nose.
“If you’re not feeding me with your feet, I’m not eating.”
Li Zuhao turned his head away, refusing, and said something utterly bizarre with a straight face.
“……D?”
At those words, even Mami was shocked.
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