Auditing the Gods

My name is Wen Ye, an insurance anti-fraud investigator specializing in exposing fake claims in death benefits. On a rainy night at the river dock, a 320,000 yuan "accidental drowning" case, with three inconsistent traces, led me to a place called Huanyuan Town. There, red lanterns line the streets, everyone has a thread tied to their heart, and at the other end of the thread is a temple that "grants every request." Request—grant—when the time comes—collect. The god grants you a wish, and when it's due, it takes both the person and the wish away, layer by layer, the essence is handed up, converging to a height I cannot see. People pray to gods and buddhas, but what they worship is actually a set of fake accounts made for all living beings. Fortunately, I have a cracked coin that seals a "anti-harvest agreement." Investigate, see the seams in the accounts; hunt, cut off the accounts that are collecting people; compensate, make the fraudulent accountants spit out principal and interest. I don't save the world, nor do I become a god; I'm just an auditor. Starting from one town and one shrine, I'll audit through the heavens, until the one who keeps the master ledger—the god—must also hand over the underlying accounts to me. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Auditing the Gods — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠