Chapter 2: Ling was systematically exiled to Lingnan.

Rich families all like to live in quiet places, away from the crowds, and the Shen family is no exception. After Bian Ling left the so-called Shen family, he soon discovered that this world was unexpectedly peaceful. The sky was blue, the sun was bright, the air was fresh, but the people... were as hypocritical as ever.

It looked very much like the "beautiful" world in his memory that had not yet entered the apocalyptic state.

It's just that the way down is a bit too long, and he is a bit too lazy to walk.

[Host, let me correct you. This is a peaceful and pollution-free world.]

Bian Ling already knew that he couldn't get rid of the system in his mind for the time being, but that didn't mean he had to coexist peacefully with it: "So what?"

[Hello host, I am the Life Rewriting System. I have detected that the original host, Bian Ling, has awakened his self-awareness. He was originally a cannon fodder character in a book...]

Book?

Bian Ling quickly remembered that during the three days he was waiting for the superpower team to arrive at the escape base, he was bored and flipped through a third-rate novel that suddenly appeared at hand. The novel was about a poor guy named Bian Ling, whose identity was swapped with that of a wealthy family since he was a child, and when he grew up, his college entrance examination scores and admission to graduate school were taken away. After graduation, he still had a hard time. After being found by his wealthy biological family, he suffered from severe depression and finally ended his young life hastily.

How should I put it? When Professor Bian saw it, he fully suspected that this was a novel written by his enemy who was unable to defeat him to curse him. Now it seems that this is a bit too coincidental.

"So, I'm Bian Ling in the book now?"

[Yes, the original host, Bian Ling, was very unwilling to give up. He hoped someone could replace him and help him change his dark life.]

Bian Ling couldn't help laughing. He was walking alone on the empty street. Because it was a wealthy area and it was late in the afternoon, there was not even a car on the road. He was tired of walking, so he simply sat down under the shade of a tree by the roadside.

【Host, what are you laughing at? 】

"Isn't this funny? If you can't even live a good life yourself, you want others to rewrite it. What's the point? No matter how good your life is, it's not your own. What's he unwilling to accept?" Bian Ling took off his black-framed glasses, and his vision suddenly became blurred. The blue sky and green land in the distance suddenly blended together, with a unique beauty. "If it were me, and I saw someone living a glorious life in my place, I would just want to kill him!"

System: ...This host is truly an outlaw.

【Murder is against the law, host.】

"Suicide is not against the law, system."

Bian Ling obviously didn't care about his sudden second life. He was now sitting on the road down the mountain in his new life, but he had no intention of going down the mountain. He had no interest in helping others rewrite their lives.

The system didn't expect that this new host had such a unique personality. He was not only an outlaw, but also a guy who had no respect for life. But... it no longer had the power to bind another person.

【Host, why? 】

The system doesn’t understand.

Why? Bian Ling narrowed his eyes, blurry as he looked at this world that didn't belong to him. "Do you know what people who knew me before called me? They all called me a lunatic. System, don't try to understand a lunatic."

He never acts according to the rules. In the last days, ordinary people who follow the rules have long died out.

He doesn't like the end of the world, but that doesn't mean he likes a world where even the air is filled with fragrance.

The system went quiet.

I don't know how long it took, but the sun had already set in the west, painting the entire sky a rich orange. Such a beautiful and peaceful sunset was better looking than the last sunset before his death.

At this moment, a low-key black luxury car suddenly stopped in front of him.

The window of the cab rolled down quickly, and a middle-aged man with a simple and honest temperament said: "Sir, do you need any help?"

"unnecessary."

After he said these three words, the back door of the car suddenly opened and a young man in a suit got out of the car. Bian Ling didn't even have any memory of the original owner, so naturally he didn't recognize who the other person was.

All I heard was the other person say, "From what I know, this area is all wealthy. If you don't have a car, it will take at least an hour and a half to walk from here to where you can get a taxi. Do you really not need help?"

Bian Ling didn't even raise his head: "No need. For poor people like us, time is the most worthless thing. I don't need to rush to leave here."

"But I don't mind giving you a ride. Why not take a shortcut?"

Bian Ling thought it was someone from the Shen family who had chased him out. It turned out he didn't know him. Sure enough, he overestimated human nature. He should change next time: "Are you so kind to everyone who needs help?"

"Is it not possible? It's just a small favor."

Bian Ling put on his glasses, stood up and brushed off the grass debris on his body: "People who are too kind will not live long."

The man probably didn't expect the young man to speak so harshly. After a moment's hesitation, he admitted, "You're right."

"You are sick, and it's a terminal illness." Bian Ling suddenly began to look the man in front of him squarely. He could see that this man came from a wealthy family and was very well-spoken. He should be over 30 years old and was a typical successful person.

System, look, this is the new host you should bind to.

The autistic system: ...We are all suffering from terminal illnesses, so why is the difference between people greater than that between people and dogs?

The man touched his face and asked with a little concern: "Is it already so obvious?"

Bian Ling, however, had already gotten into the car. "Didn't you tell me to take a shortcut? Why don't you get in?"

The man calmly got into the car and closed the door. Only after the driver started the car did he hear the answer to the previous question: "Not obviously, but I have some medical skills." The harsh environment of the apocalypse was too harsh for ordinary people, and they were constantly exposed to various forms of harmful radiation. People of status and position certainly had no shortage of radiation protection measures, but at the beginning of the apocalypse, Bian Ling was only nine years old. It was a very difficult thing for him to survive.

By the age of 24, even though he had achieved academic success and improved his status, his body, tortured by radiation, still came to the end of his life. The so-called Dawn No. 1 potion, after all, was originally developed by him to save his own life, but the causes of radiation sickness were complicated, and the zombie virus was only one of them. Before he could continue his research, his body could no longer bear it.

Of course, none of this means anything now.

"Then can you tell that I have some terminal illness?"

Bian Ling: "...Sir, my eyes are not X-rays."

"My last name is Wen, and my given name is Xun, which means gradual progress." Wen Xun took the initiative to introduce himself. If Bian Ling was an entrepreneur, he would have been very happy at this moment. After all, Mr. Wen of Tianqi is one of the best angel investors in Beijing. Unfortunately, Bian Ling is not one of them, so his attitude is still quite cold.

"Mr. Wen, are you waiting for me to introduce myself?"

Wen Xun didn't like forcing others. In fact, he hadn't stopped the car just now because he thought the young man needed any help. He was just suddenly curious. He certainly didn't mind making a good connection with a down-and-out young man who could leisurely watch the sunset on a hillside road in a wealthy area. "If you don't want to talk, I won't force you."

"My name is Bian Ling, the same as Ling who was exiled to Lingnan."

"...It's a nice name, but this surname is not very common." Who taught you to introduce yourself like this?

Bian Ling smiled and said, "If you knew the origin of this name, you might not be able to brag about it."

"I'd like to hear more about it."

"I don't want to talk about it." Bian Ling yawned lazily. The mountains outside the window kept receding. When the car entered the elevated ring road, night had quietly fallen. The neon lights in the distance were like tiny stars, decorating the entire city with a bright and bustling atmosphere. Just like the system said, this world is peaceful and beautiful. "Mr. Wen, has your curiosity always been this strong?"

"When a person is about to die, what's wrong with being a little indulgent?"

Bian Ling rarely agreed with someone: "You're right, so what terminal illness do you have?"

"Advanced gastric cancer."

Oh, it seems the medical level in this society is average. After the apocalypse stabilized, the base vigorously developed the medical research industry. Cancer has become a difficult problem that can be conquered. "So, are you planning chemotherapy or surgery? If this disease is not treated, you probably won't live more than a year."

"You are so mean, young man."

"Just the truth."

"I'm considering surgery." Wen Xun is 34 years old this year, which can be said to be the best time of his life. Of course, he is unwilling to die like this.

"It seems the risks of surgery are quite high, and the hope is not great."

How mean! Wen Xun almost wanted to throw this young man away. "Yes, are you studying medicine?"

"No." Bian Ling looked up. "Is Mr. Wen so resistant to death?"

Wen Xun was a man of great social experience. Born into a wealthy family, he had broad horizons since childhood. At the age of eighteen, he had wealth that many people could not achieve in their entire lives. He had seen many different kinds of people in society, but few had eyes as pure and clear as these: "I am an ordinary person. I can live, so of course I don't want to die."

"Is that so?" Bian Ling obviously didn't like this answer.

“People are always afraid of the unknown. After all, no one knows whether the world after death will be even worse.”

Bian Ling: ...

It was at this moment that the system quietly came online:

"Yes, host. If you die again, what if you're bound to an even worse system? I've heard that some systems use electric shock therapy to treat hosts who don't cooperate with their missions."

...Bian Ling was surprisingly at a loss for words.

"What's wrong with that expression?"

Bian Ling sighed and began to resent himself for being a pessimist: "Mr. Wen, I regret it."

"What are you regretting?"

"I regret why I don't have the same desire to survive as you." If he had known that death would be so troublesome, he would have worked day and night to research a special medicine for radiation sickness.

"You also have a terminal illness?" Wen Xun asked in surprise. Only then did he realize that the young man in front of him was indeed too thin.

Bian Ling turned to meet Wen Xun's astonished eyes and said, "Not really. I just didn't want to live anymore. But after listening to what Mr. Wen said, I don't want to die anymore. Mr. Wen is indeed a good man."

Wen Xun: "...Then you should thank me?"

"That's fine." Bian Ling thought for a moment, "Mr. Wen, do you want to take a gamble?"

"What's the bet?"

"Bet me, I can save your life."

Wen Xun was stunned. When he looked up, he met the young man's deep pupils. There was not even a ripple in them, but at that moment, along with a strong sense of absurdity, a terrible heartbeat swept over his heart.

It was crazy that he actually wanted to take this gamble.

This is obviously a pig-killing scam where you will lose all your money.

The author has something to say:

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Warm reminder: Don’t be like a certain outlaw, never get into a stranger’s car! The same applies to the luxury car of a rich and good-looking man [dog head holding a rose][dog head]!

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