I and countless versions of myself simultaneously travel through time.

When the three Ye Yan met, they discovered that they shared not only memories, but also talents and strength that were being enhanced simultaneously.

However, the laws of the world are illogical; the Naruto's chakra cannot be brought back to the Nine-Uncle's world, and the zombie's corpse energy is directly ineffective in the supernatural space.

The power systems of Bleach, Naruto, and One Piece have the highest compatibility, but once implemented locally, they still need to be properly localized.

Mysterious Ye Yan is the most tragic one.

In the supernatural world, his true form is a dried-up corpse—no, to be precise, one of the ghost pieces of a male corpse puzzle.

Trapped in the cemetery, unable to escape, they kneel all day. The rule is simple and brutal: the ghosts call out to people.

Each time you shout it, the supernatural power increases significantly, like the trick Liao Fan used in the movie "The Mysterious Resurrection".

The problem is, the high-ranking vengeful ghost he was worshipping was buried in the grave; he was just an accessory to that ghost.

No matter how much they shout, they're just working for someone else.

This feeling is probably even more frustrating than working 996.

But Ye Yan is different; he is a vengeful ghost with intelligence.

To him, there were no humans left in this world!

"I'm in a cemetery now, kneeling all day. There's a powerful vengeful ghost buried above me, and I'm just one piece of that male corpse's ghostly puzzle. My rule is simple: a ghost calls out to people. Every time I call out, my supernatural power grows stronger. But I can't get out! Regional restrictions have locked me in, so I can only kneel here as a burial offering. To put it bluntly, I'm just a part of him, I don't even have the right to walk independently."

Upon hearing this, the zombie Ye Yan's lips curled into a wide, uncontrollable smile.

What do other people's suffering have to do with me?

The mysterious Ye Yan glanced at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at your misery."

Mysterious Ye Yan: "..."

Zombie Ye Yan crossed his legs. "I'm different from you. You're a new type of vengeful ghost, living by the rules of ghost stories! I'm a traditional vengeful ghost, with a physical body, consciousness, and the ability to cultivate. In my world, ghosts fear Taoists, Taoists fear zombies, and zombies fear me. Although my constitution is also that of a ghost, I am neither human nor a pure ghost."

"Then what are you?"

"Please address me as," Zombie Ye Yan stood up, opening his arms, "God-like being!"

"..." *2

Sometimes, even geniuses find it hard to understand each other.

correct.

The ghosts of the mysterious resurrected world and the traditional ghosts of Uncle Nine's world are essentially two completely different kinds of beings.

The ghosts in Uncle Nine's world originate from resentment, obsession, or feng shui changes.

They are physical or semi-physical, and they fear sunlight, talismans, and ritual implements. They can be destroyed by Taoist magic or liberated by Buddhist teachings.

Even a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost has weaknesses that can be exploited, and those with profound spiritual power can use their magic to annihilate it.

This is a traditional system of ghosts and monsters that conforms to the rules of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, with birth and death, and restraint and control.

The ghosts of the mysteriously resurrected world are the embodiment of rules, or the laws governing murder.

They are not "souls that exist after death," but rather some incomprehensible and bizarre rule itself.

The existence of a ghost is the embodiment of a rule.

For example, "Knocking on the door means certain death," "Turning around means certain death," and "Hearing someone call means certain death."

These rules are unreasonable, disregard cultivation, and ignore cause and effect; once triggered, certain death is certain.

What's even more terrifying is that they can't be killed.

The Seven Elders of the Republic of China – what kind of supernatural and powerful figures were they?

A figure of Zhang Dong's stature could suppress local supernatural beings with a mere gesture, yet he couldn't erase the entire ghost.

They can only be imprisoned, sealed, and trapped with gold, coffins, or special means, but they can never be completely eliminated. However, at least the Ghost Post Office can train new people to give future generations some time.

The Peach Blossom Spring Project, spearheaded by Zhang Xianguang, the second-generation ghost, is nothing more than a different way of coexisting with ghosts, randomly selecting passersby to deliver death packages.

In Yang Jian's era, he finally ended the supernatural era, at the cost of merging with the ghost child and becoming the new rule. Even though the body of a god was itself a god, it was nothing more than a tragic soul, and the soul inside was just an 18-year-old high school student browsing online forums.

Unless it's the mysteriously resurrected anime "Yang Jian".

Ye Yan, the Hokage, shook his head, feeling the slowly flowing chakra within him: "Actually, it's not that exaggerated, just a tiny bit of improvement. The key is that our shared space shares Destiny Points, the kind with a built-in system panel. Think about it, one more Ye Yan means one more laborer to earn points, and each time we share, the Destiny Points are infinitely accumulated!"

The mysterious Ye Yan's pale and eerie face was filled with despair: "Easy for you to say, but you still have to earn it! If I had tens of thousands of Destiny Points, I would make that vengeful ghost that's pinning me down kneel on the ground and sing 'Conquer,' and on a loop no less."

"It's just a matter of time." Hokage Ye Yan waved his hand, speaking with the air of someone who'd been there all along. "At the same time, the one thing that's never lacking in transmigration fandoms is sharing. You know, some of me are miserable, some of me are working hard, there's always one branch desperately trying to earn points. Just like in our past life, weren't you a master of time management?"