Yehe died and a “golden system” bound him to help him live again.
The gold system as the name implies wants non-stop gold, every breath you take is the money the system makes.
System: Don’t worry I am still your biological system; I also distribute work here which is very well-paid and will help you live longer
Yehe: ???
In order to survive, Yehe could only tearfully climb on the system thief boat.
Full of secret estates, crisis-ridden entertainment circles, exotic laboratories…
These work spaces… Why are you so weird?
It was not until later that Yehe learned that he was working in a horror copy!!
Sick blackened Gong X Afraid of ghost sand-sculpture beauty.