The male supporting character was actually myself.

"The soul-collecting officials have so many slots, what difference does it make whose soul they collect? It's not a fixed quota anyway. You can spend some money to put Murong Liangchen's name on the list, bring him in for a spin, give him a good beating and a good scare—that's much more satisfying than a half-hearted dream visit."

Jiang Chen, his eyes wide open, couldn't help but gasp. "You think the underworld offers this kind of service? Bro, can you do me a favor and make the connection? As long as I can get my revenge, everyone will benefit!"

"I know your Murong family is rich!" The little devil captain took a sip of wine with a smug look on his face, patting his chest and guaranteeing, "Leave it to me, I'll find you a reliable soul-collecting underworld official. As long as the money's right, you can bring his soul in whenever you want, but this kind of one-day tour can only be experienced once a year per person."

If you want to get it over there to vent your anger, you'll have to wait until next year. You'd better plan ahead and think about how to deal with him. Don't spend the money and not get your fill, only to have to wait over a year and feel frustrated.

Jiang Chen refilled his glass and said with a smile, "Don't we know how to entertain people? First, we'll send him a dream, then we'll give him a day trip to the underworld. I guarantee his life will be colorful and not boring at all!"

During the banquet and conversation, he made many unexpected gains.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Jiang Chen took a nap in the VIP room. When he woke up and looked at Murong Liangchen's screen again, he finally saw the long-lost little white cat.

"Host, I don't know if you can see or hear me." The fluffy little thing squatted on Murong Liangchen's head, fiddling with a camera in its paws.

Unsure whether the host was keeping watch at Wangxiangtai as planned, or even if he could hear the conversation, the little white cat could only mutter to itself, "That bastard protagonist actually has several women on his hands. We're about to get down to business, I'm going to record them all in high definition..."

"I took a quick look earlier, and things are going well in Duantang. The City God has already taken on the task and begun investigating the Ghost-Swallowing incident, and their injuries aren't serious..."

"The protagonist's halo is really dazzling. No wonder Jiang Yulu is so devoted to managing his company, working herself to the bone as his tool, while he just wants to freeload. This trick is much more sophisticated than amnesia or anything like that; by using the excuse of retiring to the sidelines and not taking care of anything, he won't be easily exposed..."

"Host, I've been talking until my lips are practically worn out, are you even watching? I've already figured out how to mess with the protagonist later, hehehe~ It would be such a loss if you missed this spectacular show..."

Xiao Bai's trip went relatively smoothly; although it was a little later than expected, he finally found it.

With the addition of new intelligence that allows them to send Murong Liangchen to the underworld, Jiang Chen is no longer worried about completing the mission. Without having to rush, he can now plan and strategize in more detail!

Judging from the layout, in the bedroom of another property, another petite and plump girl, wearing heavy makeup and ancient costume, dressed as a concubine, was playing a role-playing game with Murong Liangchen.

"Oh, Your Majesty~" The girl pretended to be unwell and leaned against him, casually hooking her belt as she seduced him with a charming voice, "Come, let me perform for Your Majesty a celestial maiden scattering flowers and a high mountain flowing water performance!"

Chapter Fifteen: Unexpected Gains

The original owner's childhood friend, Wu Hongbo, was having lunch;

My friend Yang Yue is busy typing away on her computer, clearly working on a project proposal again...

I don't know what kind of algorithm it follows, but in the original owner's network of relationships, only these two people besides the protagonist can see it.

After looking around and finding nothing interesting, Jiang Chen simply switched the screen back to Murong Liangchen's view, thinking to himself that the Wangxiangtai (望乡台) was still not fully functional, and it would be great if it could record video.

For two days in a row, he stayed on the Looking-Home Terrace.

However, aside from occasionally glancing at the ghosts, Jiang Chen spent the rest of his time eating, drinking, and playing cards with the little ghosts on duty, bringing all sorts of low-grade ghost food with him. Relying on his "money" ability, he quickly gained the friendship of the little ghosts who were officially employed.

As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding," and the duty officer, upon hearing of Jiang Chen's tragic fate, expressed sympathy and then revealed an important piece of information—the Looking-Home Terrace was not merely a "telescope" that could see into the human world.

In fact, it has more powerful functions, such as storage and playback.

"Let me tell you, bro, this thing is actually pretty useless. Tell me, who the hell would want to spend so much money to watch a replay? What? You're already dead, so you want to watch that classic moment when you kicked the bucket and save it as a souvenir?"

Besides, after the reforms, everything costs money to generate revenue. Those devils can't even eat their fill every day, so where would they get so much spare money to watch that stuff? The little devil captain had drunk a bit too much, and his tongue was slurred.

Another little ghost chuckled and added, "Actually, it's not entirely useless. I heard the replay function is for those ghosts who don't know how they died. If they can see how they died, they won't be so confused, right?"

However, it's true that ordinary ghosts don't have the economic strength, and now the recharge function has been directly hidden after the reform.

Enabling playback and recording costs a lot of money, and you also have to submit a report to your superiors to unhide it; it's quite a hassle.

Jiang Chen, who was pouring himself a drink, lit up when he heard this. "Hey guys, can you do me a favor? Can you activate the recharge function for me? I'm not afraid to spend money, this function is really useful to me!"

The young captain looked at him with bleary eyes, "No way, brother? You died a terrible death, completely torn to pieces. You still want to see it again? Doesn't that make you uncomfortable? You'll only get angrier the more you look at it, I'm telling you."

Since we're already here, it's not a bad idea to let go of everything and enjoy the wonderful life in the underworld. Let's live in the moment.

"Brother Jiang Chen probably wants to record the murderer's actions to seek justice for himself, right?" The other little ghost waved his hand helplessly and said, "It's useless. This thing can replay and record, but it can only be used in the underworld. The human world and this place are completely different systems. You've spent money and ended up with a belly full of anger..."

He didn't try to hide anything, and with a slight smile, he said while holding his wine glass, "After I got the video, I went to reincarnate and started a dream-visiting service, showing that kid videos of dismembered corpses in his dreams every day."

Damn it, you're impersonating me and thinking you can just sit back and win?

I'll make him miserable every day, and if I ruin my life, he won't have an easy time either!

"Haha, bro, that was a really cunning move of yours!"

"Oh dear, you'd better be prepared. The effectiveness of dream-related things varies from person to person, especially for young, strong, and energetic people whose yang energy is at its peak, it's hard to see any effect."

"That's right, that's right. You spent a lot of money to send a dream to the other person, but when they wake up they don't remember anything, so it's useless."

"That being said, it's not bad that I can occasionally succeed in sending him videos in his dreams every day. At least I can vent my anger!"

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, slightly tipsy. "That's right, I just want to spend money to annoy him. Guys, help me out, I'll treat you guys to a good meal once the service is up and running!"

"That's no problem. I'll write a report right away if you're willing." The young captain didn't hesitate and got up to operate the small machine to write the report.

A moment later, he returned and sat down next to Jiang Chen, smiling mysteriously. "Brother, let me tell you, the effect of sending a dream to annoy someone isn't very good. If you're really willing to spend money, I can help you out—find the underworld official in charge of capturing souls, and when it's quiet at night, secretly lure his soul over and give him a free day trip to the underworld!"

That effect was incredibly stimulating!

More importantly, a day trip to the underworld doesn't violate the underworld's regulations. This is because a certain number of spots are reserved each year for those who haven't reached the end of their lifespan but don't take their health seriously, to experience the feeling of death and the atmosphere of the underworld.

The human world is always talking about breaking superstitions, so the underworld needs to make its presence felt too.

"The soul-collecting officials have so many slots, what difference does it make whose soul they collect? It's not a fixed quota anyway. You can spend some money to put Murong Liangchen's name on the list, bring him in for a spin, give him a good beating and a good scare—that's much more satisfying than a half-hearted dream visit."

Jiang Chen, his eyes wide open, couldn't help but gasp. "You think the underworld offers this kind of service? Bro, can you do me a favor and make the connection? As long as I can get my revenge, everyone will benefit!"

"I know your Murong family is rich!" The little devil captain took a sip of wine with a smug look on his face, patting his chest and guaranteeing, "Leave it to me, I'll find you a reliable soul-collecting underworld official. As long as the money's right, you can bring his soul in whenever you want, but this kind of one-day tour can only be experienced once a year per person."

If you want to get it over there to vent your anger, you'll have to wait until next year. You'd better plan ahead and think about how to deal with him. Don't spend the money and not get your fill, only to have to wait over a year and feel frustrated.

Jiang Chen refilled his glass and said with a smile, "Don't we know how to entertain people? First, we'll send him a dream, then we'll give him a day trip to the underworld. I guarantee his life will be colorful and not boring at all!"

During the banquet and conversation, he made many unexpected gains.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Jiang Chen took a nap in the VIP room. When he woke up and looked at Murong Liangchen's screen again, he finally saw the long-lost little white cat.

"Host, I don't know if you can see or hear me." The fluffy little thing squatted on Murong Liangchen's head, fiddling with a camera in its paws.

Unsure whether the host was keeping watch at Wangxiangtai as planned, or even if he could hear the conversation, the little white cat could only mutter to itself, "That bastard protagonist actually has several women on his hands. We're about to get down to business, I'm going to record them all in high definition..."

"I took a quick look earlier, and things are going well in Duantang. The City God has already taken on the task and begun investigating the Ghost-Swallowing incident, and their injuries aren't serious..."

"The protagonist's halo is really dazzling. No wonder Jiang Yulu is so devoted to managing his company, working herself to the bone as his tool, while he just wants to freeload. This trick is much more sophisticated than amnesia or anything like that; by using the excuse of retiring to the sidelines and not taking care of anything, he won't be easily exposed..."

"Host, I've been talking until my lips are practically worn out, are you even watching? I've already figured out how to mess with the protagonist later, hehehe~ It would be such a loss if you missed this spectacular show..."

Xiao Bai's trip went relatively smoothly; although it was a little later than expected, he finally found it.

With the addition of new intelligence that allows them to send Murong Liangchen to the underworld, Jiang Chen is no longer worried about completing the mission. Without having to rush, he can now plan and strategize in more detail!

Judging from the layout, in the bedroom of another property, another petite and plump girl, wearing heavy makeup and ancient costume, dressed as a concubine, was playing a role-playing game with Murong Liangchen.

"Oh, Your Majesty~" The girl pretended to be unwell and leaned against him, casually hooking her belt as she seduced him with a charming voice, "Come, let me perform for Your Majesty a celestial maiden scattering flowers and a high mountain flowing water performance!"

Chapter Sixteen: It's Haunted!

"Sigh..." Jiang Chen couldn't help but rub his forehead. What else does this protagonist do besides playing games and chasing women?

However, from Murong Liangchen's perspective, his life in the script is indeed that of a winner. Although he grew up without his parents, he was spoiled by his maternal grandmother and never lacked money. In fact, because of his lavish spending, he became the leader of his peers in the small rural town and lived a very comfortable life.

For twenty years, no one has disciplined or restrained them, and they have had enough money to squander.

Upon returning to the city, he discovered that his parents disliked him, so he immediately devised a plan to kill them.

He then easily killed his younger brother and took his place;

He pursued the goddess passionately, married a rich and beautiful woman, and reached the pinnacle of life.

His beautiful and wealthy wife became his tool, diligently managing the family business for him, while he enjoyed wealth and luxury, keeping all sorts of mistresses, changing his tastes every few days.

In a few years, Jiang Yulu and the other women will have children for him, and she will take over the Jiang family business, allowing him to become the richest man without lifting a finger...

Throughout Murong Liangchen's life, he basically lived as he pleased and got whatever he wanted. Even when he wanted to kill his parents and brothers, he acted immediately and carried it out smoothly without any flaws under the protagonist's halo.

"I wonder if your halo will still be useful after you die." Jiang Chen changed the subject, sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "I hope that after committing many evil deeds in your life, you still have a halo to protect you after you die, saying that your merits and demerits cancel each other out and that nothing will happen to you. You might even be able to skip the line and be reincarnated as a rich kid to enjoy life again."

When the scene switched to the original owner's childhood friend Wu Hongbo, the other person was holding a phone with a slight frown.

"Strange, why is Jiang Chen suddenly acting like a different person?" He looked at the reply he received on his phone and felt that this matter was very strange.

Wu Hongbo is the "disabled" classmate that the original owner helped during his middle school years.

The two had known each other since childhood, but their relationship was not close.

When Wu Hongbo was in middle school, he broke his leg and became unable to move around easily. The kind-hearted Murong Jiangchen helped him in every way, from carrying him up and down the stairs to fetching water and meals. The two childhood friends who had been in the same class since kindergarten finally became real childhood friends.

It wasn't until Wu Hongbo underwent several surgeries that his right leg gradually recovered. The two of them were admitted to different universities in the same city, and later they both took over their family businesses. Although they rarely saw each other, they always kept in touch.

It can be said that Wu Hongbo knows more about Murong Jiangchen than his parents do!

He had been busy with a very important project and hadn't had the time or energy to think about this. Judging from the reply he received today, Wu Hongbo carefully recalled when that kid started acting strangely.

Parents suddenly died in a car accident?

No, at that time, although Murong Jiangchen was very sad, he kept his composure and did not break down. He also arranged everything in an orderly manner. His low mood but not despondency was in line with his personality...

Wu Hongbo carefully reviewed the message, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. "From the moment I met Jiang Yulu! That's right, he texted me that noon saying we'd meet that evening, and everything seemed normal. I texted him before I left..."

He pulled up the chat history and looked at it carefully, confirming that his memory was correct.

On the day Murong Jiangchen met Jiang Yulu, the two chatted at noon and still felt familiar. However, before their meeting, he stopped replying to her messages. At the time, she thought he was preparing for the negotiations and didn't pay much attention. But when she took the initiative to message him again the next day, his reply was concise and there was nothing wrong with it, but something still felt off.

It's hard to explain this feeling; it's just the feeling of understanding each other that comes from years of knowing each other.

Even through the phone screen, Wu Hongbo could still sense the other person's indifference.

The two met again on the day of Murong Jiangchen and Jiang Yulu's wedding. They used to say that they wanted to be each other's best man, but when she brought it up, Murong Jiangchen refused outright, making up a lame excuse that he was worried she would steal the spotlight from the groom...

Thinking carefully, although his words and actions hadn't changed much from before, Wu Hongbo couldn't understand what had happened, especially his eyes, expression, and the sudden coldness in his demeanor. Murong Jiangchen's transformation was too fast.

"It can't be that..." He thought of how Murong Jiangchen had relinquished power and stepped down after their marriage, and frowned as he muttered to himself, guessing, "Is Jiang Yulu doing something to sow discord and isolate that silly boy?"

His personality has completely changed; now he can't even get involved in anything at the company, damn it! That idiot has probably been brainwashed by PUA and put under house arrest!

Wu Hongbo slammed his hand on the table and the more he thought about it, the more convinced he was that his theory was correct. Otherwise, how could he explain how a perfectly normal person started acting strangely after meeting Jiang Yulu?

“Brother, you’re thinking off-topic.” Jiang Chen was deeply moved by how concerned his childhood friend was about his affairs, and immediately decided to reveal the truth—he would also send a copy of the recorded video to Wu Hongbo in a dream!

Meanwhile, the emperor, played by Murong Liangchen, was enjoying a beautiful musical experience with his "beloved concubine" when, at the crucial moment, as he was about to finish the piece, a sharp, tearing sound came from the four strings. Suddenly, his "beloved concubine," with her eyes glazed over, kicked him and let out a piercing scream, "Ah! There's a ghost!"

Murong Liangchen, who was in high spirits, was kicked and gasped for breath, immediately wilting.

Hearing the other person scream that there was a ghost, he, who had been tormented by evil spirits before and was traumatized, quickly rolled to the side and looked around, "Where? Where is the ghost? What ghost?"