“Complaint! I want to file a complaint!”
Wen Yu was jumping up and down in the Underworld, determined to find the complaints department and demand justice for herself.
She had originally been a frail college student. During a summer trip, she rescued a little girl by the seaside, but in the end drowned in the ocean from exhaustion.
When she arrived in the Underworld, the staff told her that she had accumulated merit and could be reborn into a good life.
Her understanding of a “good life” was: never lacking food or clothing, a happy family, and dying peacefully of old age.
The Underworld’s version of a “good life”: transmigrating into the apocalypse and having her neck bitten off by a zombie.
Her two visits to the Underworld were only separated by a few hours. This was no longer the difference between promotional pictures and actual products—this was outright fraud.
If she didn’t make a scene about this, she’d be letting down her status as a vengeful ghost!
So she used every bit of her fierce temper, swearing to turn the Underworld upside down.
After receiving the news, the staff quickly invited Wen Yu into a VIP room. A group of more than a dozen ghosts gathered, and in the end they pushed out an intern with clear eyes to negotiate with her.
The intern felt so guilty that he didn’t dare meet Wen Yu’s gaze. Lowering his eyes, he respectfully asked, “Ms. Wen Yu, according to the regulations of the Underworld, there must be a hundred years between two reincarnations. During those hundred years, we will provide you with a well-paid and leisurely position. Would that be acceptable?”
“No. Absolutely not!” Wen Yu raised her eyes toward the ceiling, perfectly embodying the attitude of seeing no ghosts in her eyes.
Seeing her attitude, the intern looked so troubled he was practically about to cry.
This month’s performance bonus was probably gone. Boohoo… who would speak up for him~
With a mournful ghostly face, the intern forced the corners of his mouth up into a smile and said, “Positions in the Underworld are actually quite sought-after. Ms. Wen, are you sure you don’t want to consider it?”
“You people already tricked me to death, and now you want to trick me into working like a beast for you. Do you have any humanity at all?”
They were ghosts—how could they have humanity? At best they only had ghostliness.
After asking his superiors for instructions, the intern quickly presented a second plan.
“Then we can arrange for you to be reborn and compensate you with supplies worth one hundred million. Would that work?”
“Arrange for me to be reborn in the life before my previous one.” She wouldn’t go to the apocalypse even if she were a dog.
“That’s not possible.”
“How is it not possible?!”
“Our Underworld system doesn’t have a cross-generation rebirth function.”
“Then give me ten billion worth of supplies. And besides that, I want your leaders to guarantee that I’ll live a peaceful life and die of old age without disasters or misfortune!”
The intern glanced helplessly at the leaders behind him.
The leaders exchanged looks, silently communicating something unknown, then simply waved their hands at the intern.
The intern let out a sigh of relief and continued bowing and nodding to Wen Yu. “Don’t worry about that. The rebirth gift package will include the Underworld’s Immortal Golden Shield, guaranteeing that you’ll live peacefully and die of old age without calamities. But there’s really no need for that many supplies—one hundred million would already last you several lifetimes.”
“I don’t care. I want ten billion. If you don’t give it to me, I’ll file a complaint right now!”
……
After a fierce round of arguing, Wen Yu finally secured compensation of ten billion worth of supplies for herself, along with a rebirth gift package.
Inside the gift package was a golden nameplate, which should be the Immortal Golden Shield the staff had mentioned.
Besides that, there were two porcelain bottles. One bottle was labeled Body Strengthening Pills, and the other was labeled Revival Pills.
There were ten Body Strengthening Pills and only one Revival Pill, but Wen Yu didn’t mind.
She already had the Immortal Golden Shield, so she probably wouldn’t need a life-saving pill anyway. Whether she had it or not didn’t matter much.
She stored the gift package in her space, then looked at the endless mountain of supplies and grinned mischievously.
With this many supplies, lying back and winning through the apocalypse shouldn’t be a problem, right?
Hehe~
Fortunately, she hadn’t chosen to work in the Underworld. A hundred years? Even if the position were diamond-encrusted, she wouldn’t take it!
Just as she was happily thinking about it, her wide grin was suddenly bitten.
Wen Yu felt pain and quickly opened her eyes.
In front of her was an enlarged handsome face and a pair of eyes dyed red with hatred and desire.
Not good!
Dead memories suddenly attacked her. Wen Yu tried to struggle, but the man gave her no chance, charging straight in.
Damn ghost!
In the final second before she fainted, Wen Yu finally understood.
She had been set up by the ghosts of the Underworld. Of all times to send her back, they chose this moment—reborn directly onto the male lead’s bed. Wasn’t this obviously revenge for her outrageous demand?
Wen Yu cursed nonstop for the entire night.
But since she was already here, she might as well settle down. After a whole night of cursing, the matter was basically over.
Only after dying in her previous life did she learn that she had not only been reborn into the wrong life, but had also been thrown into a post-apocalyptic novel, becoming the early-dead fiancée of the male lead, Pei Ye.
Pei Ye had been a poor student sponsored by the Wen family. Because of his astonishing business talent, Father Wen selected him to become the fiancé of Wen Yu, the Wen family’s only daughter.
Father Wen planned to hand the family business over to Pei Ye after the two of them got married.
But he suddenly fell ill and died in the hospital before the wedding could take place.
The heavy blow of losing her father, combined with persuasion from relatives and company shareholders, led Wen Yu—who had always looked down on Pei Ye’s background—to directly seek him out to break off the engagement.
Pei Ye understood the intentions of the shareholders, but once the engagement was broken, he would no longer have the standing to protect Wen Yu or the family business Old Master Wen had left behind, so he refused.
Unable to accept this, Wen Yu drugged him.
She also planned to record footage of him sleeping with another woman so she could use it to threaten him.
Pei Ye endured the discomfort, escaped the trap, and successfully found Wen Yu watching the spectacle. He then forcibly slept with her.
Wen Yu hated Pei Ye for taking her chastity. The very next day, she invited him to a class reunion, publicly humiliated him, and unilaterally announced the cancellation of their engagement.
But something unexpected happened during the reunion. A male classmate suddenly mutated into a zombie and bit Wen Yu on the neck.
In her previous life, Wen Yu had been inserted into the story at that exact moment—opening her eyes only to be bitten. If she didn’t fight for her rights, who would?
But she never expected that this time she would be inserted into the moment when she drugged the male lead.
If only it had been a little earlier, she wouldn’t have tasted half a night of a man’s torment before ever tasting the sweetness of love!
After sighing, Wen Yu got up, planning to go home first.
The zombie virus would fully break out tonight. She had supplies but no time to build a safe house, so the only option was to return home and lie low—surviving one day at a time.
Her body had probably been cleaned already, so she didn’t take a shower. The floor beside the bed was a mess. The clothes she had worn yesterday were torn in an almost artistic way, clearly impossible to wear again, so she could only take out a set of sportswear and sneakers from her space.
After checking her personal belongings one last time to make sure nothing was missing, she took the elevator down to the first floor.
The hotel lobby was bright and clean, no different from usual.
But a cold wind of unknown origin blew through again and again, sending chills down her spine. Goosebumps rose all over Wen Yu’s body, and she quickly walked away.
Suddenly, a scream came from behind her.
Wen Yu’s face changed. Had the zombie virus erupted ahead of time?
She ran forward while looking back, and a twisted face instantly entered her sight.
It was the woman whose neck had just been bitten off—the location of the wound almost identical to the one in Wen Yu’s previous life.
Even though she had prepared herself mentally and knew she had the Golden Shield, Wen Yu still felt the pain like a gust of wind, seeping into the gaps of her bones and finally gathering at her fragile neck.
As if the one being severed… was her own neck.
Wen Yu forgot to breathe, standing frozen in place as she helplessly clutched her neck.
“Wen Yu, breathe!”
After an unknown amount of time, a sharp shout pulled her out of her fear.
She gasped for air. The smell of blood in the air made her nauseous, and she instinctively held her breath again. Before long, her face turned red from suffocation.
A slender, well-defined hand handed her a handkerchief and reminded her, “Use this.”
“Thank you.” Wen Yu accepted the handkerchief and quickly covered her nose, breathing lightly. “Pei Ye.”