[Welcome to (Survival Game: Second Life). I am your exclusive game system 999. Please choose your initial residence.]
Lin Zhaoyang calmly accepted that his life had ended in his twenty-second year. Unfortunately, it seemed as though fate was playing a cruel joke on him.
When his consciousness sank into darkness, and when he thought he had completely escaped this world, after an unknown amount of time, he suddenly realized he could still hear sounds. The content was so absurd: a game? A system?
Lin Zhaoyang’s eyelashes trembled, and the next moment, his closed eyes slowly opened.
He had no time to worry about the voice that had inexplicably appeared in his mind, nor the three photos of houses that had materialized out of thin air in front of him.
He looked around. This was not the patch of mountain forest he had chosen for himself; the surroundings were strictly black and white. Had he simply fallen asleep and was now dreaming, or was heaven styled like this, centered around a video game?
Although ignoring people was impolite, Lin Zhaoyang did not see a second person besides himself, let alone figure out what on earth was going on.
Lin Zhaoyang only prayed that he was not lying in a hospital undergoing emergency treatment, having some absurd and grotesque dream while in a coma. His money had either been given to Su Xiaonan or spent on mailing letters; right now, he was truly penniless. Living like this was worse than being dead.
[Hello, please pay attention to your super cute little system! Don’t doubt it, you really are dead, yo.]
The childish voice, resembling that of a five- or six-year-old child, sounded once again. The system could read Lin Zhaoyang’s inner thoughts and directly spoke up to confirm his death.
[Please listen carefully to the game name, “Second Life”. This is not just a game, oh! It can also let you live once again within the game. Complete the final task, and you can go to the real world of this universe, oh!]
[Although the technological development of the real world here is different from yours, many other things are very similar. There won’t be any issues with failing to adapt.]
Lin Zhaoyang was pulled back to attention by the voice in his mind. This time, he listened very carefully to what the other party had to say, and then he refused, saying: “But I don’t need to live again.”
If he had managed to persist and live in that world for twenty-two years, it was only because someone was full of hope and expectations for him. In reality, he himself did not have that much love for this world.
Ordinary people get into a bad temper due to physical discomfort during a rare bout of illness, let alone someone like him who felt that way month after month and day after day. He did not really want to go through it all over again.
Getting another free bottle on a beverage cap is good luck, but having his life restart is a misfortune.
[Although our game starts from scratch, we guarantee a healthy body! Even if you get sick, it is just minor ailments, so don’t worry!]
999 was getting a bit anxious. This was the last game player he was assigned to guide. As long as this player successfully completed the final task, his performance metrics and vacation would both be secured, and then he could go find a partner for himself. After all, he actually had a physical form.
When Lin Zhaoyang heard about having a healthy body, his eyes lit up, and for a fleeting moment, he was indeed tempted. But soon after, his gaze dimmed again.
If he were a reincarnated soul without memories, he wouldn’t need this little thing to tell him; he would gladly use a healthy body to live each day happier than the last.
However, as he had just checked, he still possessed his old, frail body, and his memories remained. Not only would he constantly reminisce about the past, but there was another reason why he couldn’t accept living on so healthily.
“I don’t think I need a chance to start over. You can go find someone else.”
Lin Zhaoyang lay back down on the bed floating amidst white mist and closed his eyes once more, his entire posture exuding the serene tranquility of someone who had just climbed into a coffin.
He didn’t really understand why they had poured their hearts and souls into an adopted child like him. Wasn’t giving up much easier?
In the end, his adoptive parents had passed away even earlier than him due to overwork, and he hadn’t listened to their words to live well either. He didn’t continue treatment, choosing instead to give up on himself.
The pain was temporary, but self-reproach and longing lasted long and enduringly.
Rather than letting him start a second life, he would much rather his adoptive parents have the chance to start over from scratch, living a happier life in a world without him.
999 fell silent for a moment. Their system was a Matchmaker System, and the ages of Lin Zhaoyang’s adoptive parents did not meet the criteria.
Their planet was actually a quite conventional real world, but it belonged to one of the three thousand minor worlds. For some unknown reason, the people on this planet were all unwilling to look for partners.
The World Consciousness felt that it was mainly because they met too few people. If one choice wasn’t to your liking, what if there were seven or eight choices, or even a dozen choices?
As long as young people died of illness, died prematurely from accidents, or died prematurely from murder, they met the system’s requirements and would be one hundred percent willing to live healthily all over again, without needing anyone to teach them how to fall in love. It was simply perfect.
999 truly never expected that he would encounter the very first person to refuse. QAQ, was this really his last mission target? Why? Why?
The grieving 999 suddenly paused. Wait a minute, there isn’t only our minor world in this universe, nor is there only our Matchmaker System.