The Busy Man at Midnight

One day, Su Qi suddenly discovers he has a peculiar ability: he can see Easter eggs hidden in the world around him. 
These aren’t just bits of extra information; by performing specific actions, he can unlock hidden rewards.
While everyone else is fleeing in terror from a vengeful female ghost, Su Qi is already setting the table for a candlelit dinner, chatting amiably with her.
[You acquire her husband's hat, a mysterious artifact that, when thrown, locks onto enemies and delivers a devastating mental shock.]
When zombies overrun the streets, and survivors scramble for axes and kitchen knives, Su Qi confidently strides in, wielding a sound system in one hand and a heavy-duty machine gun in the other, casually clearing out the neighborhood.
[No one can defeat me in my BGM.]
This is the Abyss—the birthplace of despair and decay, where worlds crumble under fear and madness. 
This is also a paradise where countless seekers pursue the footsteps of gods. 
Myths of the past and epics of the future are written here in grand and tragic splendor.
Until Su Qi shows up.
With a mop soaked in the blood of a recently stunned god, Su Qi scrawls a few bold words onto the epic tale:
"The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle."

The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

"Life's journey," he thought, "how many tears must it take to complete."


"Can I look forward to the far horizon,"


The melodious singing gently coaxed Su Qi's eyes open.


Sunlight warmly scattered across the ground, inside the church's bright space, where over a hundred people sat cross-legged, dressed in pure white garments, barefoot, sitting on the floor.


Their bodies swayed with the rhythm of the song, their expressions dazed, contentedly rocking.


And standing at the center was a lady playing the violin, on her tiptoes, with a faint smile on her face, leading everyone in singing the catchy tune.


At this moment, Su Qi, too, wore white clothing. He raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling something strange throughout his body.


He slowly reached out his hand, pulling open the garment over his chest.


There was a distinct black stripe on his chest.


It radiated from the center of his chest, spreading outward, with clear black veins pulsing.


Chapter 234: The Newly Created Person