In a parallel world, Fang Heng travels through an unlucky ghost who just committed suicide.

Ok? What? All humans in this world are forced to join the game?

shock! Will you be wiped out if you don't play the game?

Good guy, this unlucky guy who committed suicide turned out to be an ex-professional player?

He actually has the highest-level S-level talent skill - Zombie Clone?

The S-level talent has actually been upgraded! Can my zombie clone hang up?

[During your offline period, your zombie clone group has completed the production of a wooden logging axe*720; you have gained basic production experience value: 1921].

[During your offline period, your zombie clones cut down 27,821 trees; you get wood*128,973, and you get skills-basic cutting experience: 2171921].

When the players were still struggling to survive in the zombie apocalypse, Fang Heng's zombie clones had already begun to evacuate the entire forest.

Fang Heng: This game is a bit interesting.

[Interviewer: Can money get you everything?]

[Link: Absolutely.]

[Interviewer: Even a healthy body?]

[Link: I'm stronger than the world boxing champion.]

[Interviewer: And the top women?]

[Link: To them, I'm the sun. They compete just to bask in my light.]

[Interviewer: And true love?]

[Link: …Enough. This is Hollywood. You're asking me about true love? Get him out of here.]

Interviewer: “Mr. Brad, I hear you were quite the force in the boxing ring?”

Richard Brad: “That’s right. Just clinched the championship belt.”

Interviewer: “Impressive! But what made you switch from boxing to acting?”

Richard Brad: [chuckles lightly] “Well… a lot of people kept telling me I had the kind of face that belonged on the big screen. Said it’d be a waste if I didn’t try acting. I gave it some thought, and you know what? They had a point. I mean, when you’ve got a face this high-definition, it’d be a crime not to put it to good use.”

From the boxing ring to Hollywood, from champion fighter to award-winning actor, from a nobody to a tycoon—Richard Brad has always believed in one thing:

Good-looking people are never short on luck.

(Set in the American entertainment world, 1990s era, slice-of-life style—fellow enthusiasts welcome!)

My uncle is the director of the FBI!

What?

You ask who I am?

Um, my last name is Hoover.

…………

In the early summer of 1960, a profiler was reborn as a rebellious young man.

He decided to bring a little technological shock to the criminals of that time.