Mo Hai’s consciousness was awakened by a violent tremor.
It wasn’t the spinning headache of a hangover, nor was it the drained exhaustion after an all-night gaming session.
It was a physical, violent impact from the outside world.
*Boom!* Accompanied by a deafening crash, the half-collapsed wall beside him was completely blown away by an invisible force, raining debris and dust down upon him.
Mo Hai instinctively covered his head, curling into a ball on the ground.
It took several seconds before he raised his dirt-covered face, his mind still a buzzing blank.
*Who am I?
Where am I?
What happened?* The classic three existential questions replayed in a loop inside his head.
His last memory was still in his college dorm room.
He had been playing an open-world adventure game—even though its daily active player count felt like it was hovering around 130 people.
But having just returned to the game and pulled Cati on a single pull, he had been getting ready to celebrate.
But now…
Mo Hai looked around.
Ruined wasteland, crumbling buildings, and a strange stench of smoke and dust heavy in the air.
“Holy crap, not even hiding it anymore.
Playing *Wuthering Waves* actually got me transmigrated?” He gave his thigh a hard pinch.
*Ouch~* A sharp pain surged.
…Not a dream.
His heart sank bit by bit.
Wait, was there still movement nearby just now?
Realizing this, Mo Hai instantly felt a wave of dread and turned to look beside him.
The source of the crash—a jet-black monster resembling a dire wolf—was slowly stepping out from around the street corner.
Ominous red and black mist swirled around its body.
Its crimson eyes, devoid of any emotion, were locked dead onto him.
A Tacet Discord?
It really looks like one.
Did I really transmigrate into *Wuthering Waves*?
After all, since he was playing *Wuthering Waves* right before transmigrating, making the connection was only natural.
Mo Hai looked panicked.
As an ordinary college student who had just been thrown here, he was clearly out of his depth.
His throat went dry.
He had a very bad feeling about this.
A monster on a screen, no matter how terrifying, was ultimately just a pile of data.
But when the creature appeared right in front of him in the flesh, carrying intense pressure and a foul, bloody wind, primal biological terror was enough to make any normal person’s brain freeze up.
He who fights and runs away lives to fight another day—time to split!
Right now, he desperately wished he could hop on Snow Leopard and zoom away.
Even if Snow Leopard asked him for a vape, he’d happily give it to him.
Scrambling up on all fours, Mo Hai spun around, intending to dart into the woods behind him.
But how could the physical conditioning of a regular college student outrun a swift predator like this?
How could a guy who hired proxies just to complete his required campus jog ever outrun a monster?
He had barely taken two steps when the wolf-shaped Tacet Discord kicked off its hind legs, transforming into a streak of black lightning that lunged right before him in an instant.
I’m dead.
Mo Hai’s pupils shrank to pinpricks.
Is this the legendary transmigration starter pack?
Spawn and die?
Not even a beginner protection period?
Where’s my golden finger?
Where’s my old-guy ring?
Watching the razor-sharp claws enlarge rapidly in his vision, Mo Hai closed his eyes in despair.
However, the expected agonizing pain didn’t arrive.
Instead, a cold, emotionless synthesized mechanical voice rang directly inside his mind.
[Ding.
Unknown spatiotemporal fluctuation detected…
Analyzing world…] [Analysis complete.
World: Wuthering Waves.] [Life Simulator System activated.] [Binding host…
Binding successful!] Mo Hai snapped his eyes open.
He saw a light-blue virtual screen floating right in front of him, visible only to him.
Meanwhile, the fierce wolf Tacet Discord seemed to have been hit with a pause button, frozen mid-lunge less than ten centimeters from his nose, completely motionless.
A golden finger!
Better late than never!
Mo Hai almost cried tears of joy.
[Host’s vital signs critical.
Meets Beginner Protection Protocol requirements.] [Initiate beginner perk—First Life Simulation?] “Yes!
Instantly!
Right now!” Mo Hai shouted frantically in his mind.
Is that even a question?
[Initiating beginner perk…] [Loading personal panel for Host.] Name: Mo Hai Combat Power Evaluation: 5 (A weakling with no strength to speak of; an adult goose could go toe-to-toe with you) Inventory: None Mo Hai looked at the glaring “Combat Power Evaluation: 5,” and his lips twitched.
This system is surprisingly snarky.
[“Life Simulator System” is dedicated to helping the Host experience different lives.
After each simulation, generous rewards will be granted based on the “World Influence” and “Emotional Bonds” achieved in the simulated world.] [After each simulation ends, the system will enter a seven-day cooldown period.] [Simulation subjects cannot be chosen and are assigned by the system.] [Drawing the first simulation world…
Draw successful.] [Simulation Theme: Green Plums and Warm Wine, Jinhsi Shines in My Heart] [Simulation Target: Jinhsi] [Background Overview: You will become an ordinary orphan in Jinzhou City.
By a twist of fate, you will meet the young Magistrate successor, “Jinhsi.” As her only “true friend,” you will accompany her through a pure and unforgettable childhood and youth.] [Innate Talent: Innate Martial Path] [Warning: All emotions, memories, and bonds generated in the simulation world have an extremely low probability of mapping onto the real world.
Please proceed with caution.] Mo Hai stared at the lines of text on the screen, completely stunned.
Jinhsi?
My waifu?
It wants me to be childhood friends with a younger version of her?
Mo Hai’s heart beat faster against his will.
As a master of romance game walkthroughs who had played hundreds of galgames and earned the nickname “Dating Strategy Doghead Advisor,” this should be an easy win, right?
He couldn’t help but picture Jinhsi’s aloof, gorgeous face in the game, along with her unwavering resolve to protect all living beings.
Furthermore, back in the game, Jinhsi had been one of his main units.
The affection built up over many days of clearing content genuinely made his heart flutter.
As for that final warning, Mo Hai only gave it a brief glance.
Extremely low probability?
That basically means it won’t happen.
Piece of cake.
“I’m ready,” Mo Hai took a deep breath and spoke to the system panel.
“Start the simulation.” [Command received.] [First life simulation officially commencing.] [Wishing you…
a pleasant life.] Just as the system finished speaking, the entire world before Mo Hai’s eyes began to shake violently.
The Tacet Discord frozen mid-air, along with all surrounding scenery, shattered into countless glowing pixelated blocks that rapidly dissolved, peeled away, and vanished.
An indescribable feeling of tearing and reassembly washed over him simultaneously.
His consciousness felt as if it were dragged into a rapidly spinning vortex, stripping away all five senses.
He didn’t know how long this process lasted.
When Mo Hai regained clarity, he found himself standing in an elegant, traditional courtyard.
Warm sunlight filtered through dense ginkgo leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
A faint floral fragrance drifted through the air.
He looked down at his hands.
They were pale, tender, and small—the hands of a seven or eight-year-old child.
He had successfully entered the simulation world.
Right at that moment, a crisp, youthful girl’s voice—yet carrying a calm and gentleness beyond her years—came from under the ginkgo tree nearby.
“Are you…
the new…
friend?” Mo Hai slowly looked up.
Under that massive ginkgo tree, a young girl dressed in an exquisite white dress with meticulously styled hair sat quietly on a stone bench.
Her cheeks still held baby fat, but her clear eyes carried an innate sense of tranquility.
She looked at Mo Hai with a trace of curiosity in her eyes.
This was the future leader of Jinzhou.
The Magistrate, Jinhsi.