Shi Jin opened his eyes and found himself lying on a soft and spacious solid wood bed, wearing pure cotton pajamas and holding a cucumber pillow in his arms.
Where is this? It doesn't look like a hospital, and it's definitely not hell.
He blinked in confusion and raised his hand to rub his forehead.
Wasn't he hit by a truck that ran a red light on his way to catch a thief? At the speed of that truck, his chances of survival were almost zero, but what was going on now?
"It's you who are reborn."
A crisp mechanical sound suddenly rang in his head. Shi Jin sat up with a start and looked around vigilantly: "Who is talking?"
"Me. With your golden finger and life-saving talisman, you can call me Xiao Si."
"Funny?"
"...My Mandarin is very standard, thank you."
Shi Jin retracted his gaze from looking around, and finally confirmed that the sound was indeed ringing directly in his head. He tentatively raised his hand and knocked on his head.
"Stop knocking, or I'll die again."
Shi Jin: "..."
At this point, Shi Jin was finally sure that he was alive again, and definitely not in his own body - his own body was that of a long-legged handsome man with eight-pack abs, but now this body was white, plump, and round, with four flesh dimples on the back of his hands. When he breathed, his pajamas would be torn, and when his legs were bent, his pants would be tightly tied to his legs.
... In his entire life, he had never been so "stable".
It would be better to just die like this.
Xiao Si obviously saw what he was thinking, and asked from the soul: "Is life more important or weight more important?" Shi Jin
lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and looked peaceful.
"…Weight can be reduced, but life cannot be repeated. And if you die, you will never be able to eat delicious food or play the fascinating mahjong again."
Shi Jin's breath was choked. He remembered the silky touch of his fingers sliding across the mahjong. He opened his eyes, got up from the bed, and straightened his clothes: "Tell me, what is going on now."
There was silence. Just when Shi Jin suspected that all this was an illusion before his death, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a lot of messy memories and pictures poured in.
Half an hour later, he lay back on the bed again and closed his eyes peacefully.
Xiao Si: "…Don't be like this! As a public servant, where is your justice and enthusiasm!" Shi Jin
snored.
Xiao Si: "Oh, uncle policeman, you can't be like this, oh, oh, oh, oh..." Shi Jin
endured.
"Boo, boo, boo... Bang! I won! The moon is in the bottom of the sea! I'm winning!" Shi Jin
could no longer bear it and lifted the quilt. He got out of bed and tidied his clothes again. He looked like he had lost all hope in life and asked, "So the novel I read before I died was your original form? You dragged me into the world of the book after I died?"
Xiao Si stopped crying and replied obediently, "Yes."
"Is this really a book?"
Xiao Si was silent.
"Then can I still get out of here?"
Xiao Si: "If you get out, you'll never come back."
This time it was Shi Jin's turn to be silent. After a long time, he continued to ask, "Why me?"
"Because..." Xiao Si's tone was hesitant this time. He paused for two seconds and replied in a clear voice, "If you have any difficulties, find the police uncle!"
"..." What you said makes a lot of sense.
Shi Jin was speechless, walked into the bathroom connected to the bedroom, and stood in front of the mirror.
In the mirror was a familiar yet unfamiliar face, familiar because the facial features were familiar, unfamiliar because the body shape was unfamiliar - this body looked exactly the same as when he was young, even the small mole on the nose was still there, but the body shape was several times larger.
Fortunately, it was still his own appearance, and the sense of incongruity was much less. Shi Jin sighed and washed his face and brushed his teeth resignedly.
According to the memories provided by Xiao Si, he is now also called Shi Jin, and he is about to turn eighteen years old. He is the protagonist of a novel labeled as a documentary revenge novel called "Death Progress Bar", but the plot is frustrating and depressing, and it also pits him.
The protagonist Shi Jin has a stud father and five half-brothers. When the stud father was still alive, Shi Jin was the little ancestor of the family and was spoiled by the five brothers. After the stud father died, Shi Jin became a stink bug that everyone in the family could step on, and was abused to death by the five brothers who tore off their friendly masks.
The time node of his rebirth was exactly when the stud father had just died, which was where the novel went wrong.
After taking care of himself, Shi Jin did not go out, but sat back on the bed and continued to talk to the little death in his mind.
"What do you need me to do?"
Pies don't fall from the sky. Little death must have something to ask for if he was bothered to let him be reborn.
Xiao Si released two things similar to progress bars in his mind and replied: "This is the death progress bar. The one with 999 is yours. Now you have walked 998 squares. Once it is full, your current body will face death. Even I can't save it, and I who am bound to you will disappear soon. I need you to empty it and live with me." Shi Jin, who was
a little obsessive-compulsive, didn't care about the connection between this progress bar and his life at first. Instead, he showed a look of eating shit and asked: "Can't this bar be rounded to 1000?"
Xiao Si's tone, which was originally a little serious, suddenly changed, and he pinched his throat and said: "Damn it, the progress bar with 1000 does not belong to you, it's my baby's bar."
Shi Jin shuddered and said: "Let's talk about business, be serious!"
"...The progress bar below you has 1000. I need you to find the owner of this progress bar and help him clear the progress bar and save his life while guaranteeing your own life." Xiao Si's tone became serious again, with a hint of caution and pleading, and asked: "Will you help me? I, I can give you a thank you gift and guarantee your safety."
Having said that, what else can Shi Jin say? Of course, he endured his obsessive-compulsive disorder and nodded heavily.
He picked up a life for nothing, although this life may die at any time, and there is a thing in his head that whimpers and calls itself a golden finger, and he still needs to find someone with a progress bar, but after all, he has lived another life, and he can play more mahjong.
In the end, he made a profit.
Xiao Si exclaimed in joy: "Wow, I knew my family's Jinjin is the best."
Shi Jin, who was mistaken for Jingjing countless times because of the nickname Jinjin, said: "...Shut up."
After exchanging information, Shi Jin sorted out the memories in his mind and finally stepped out of the room.
The stallion father of this body is named Shi Xingrui, a business genius who built a huge business empire from scratch. After Shi Jin was born, he immigrated overseas with him and shifted the focus of his business.
His funeral ended yesterday. Today, his lawyer will come to announce the will.
The announcement of the will was made privately. The only person who listened to the will was Shi Jin. His five brothers were all absent. This was Shi Xingrui's intention, because Shi Xingrui was not going to give a penny to his other five sons.
Although they were all sons, Shi Xingrui had completely different attitudes towards his children. He favors his youngest son Shi Jin the most, and has only revealed the existence of Shi Jin to the outside world. The other five live with their mother and only come to reunite during festivals. Even if the outside world has heard of these five talented young men, they don't know that they are the father and son of Shi Xingrui.
"They are all sons, how can Shi Xingrui be so partial to them."
Shi Jin flipped through the original owner's memories and the information given by Xiao Si, and could not understand Shi Xingrui's behavior at all.
"Maybe it's because you are the most beautiful?" Xiao Si flattered him in a subtle way.
Shi Jin: "..." He took a look at his pig stomach and pig legs, and decided to stop talking about this topic and not torture himself.
While the two were flipping through memories and chatting, Shi Xingrui's lawyer had arrived. After a simple greeting, he began to read out Shi Xingrui's long inheritance list.
Shi Jin listened to what he heard and analyzed the progress bar of his own death in his head with Xiao Si.
"How do I clear this bar?" Shi Jin asked.
"With fewer factors causing death, the progress bar will naturally go down." Xiao Si answered. Shi Jin
seemed to be thinking about something.
In the novel, the original owner was tortured to death by his five brothers, which means that the threat of death to the original owner came from his five brothers. And the reason why the five brothers disliked the original owner so much... His eyes moved to the inheritance list in the lawyer's hand, and he cursed Shi Xingrui in his heart, calling him a pig teammate.
How could a child who was neglected or even ignored by his father like his younger brother who was favored by his father? And the situation of the Shi family was more complicated, and it also involved financial interests.
Shi Xingrui's act of leaving all his inheritance to his youngest son without telling his five eldest sons is simply because he thinks Shi Jin didn't have enough hatred and didn't die fast enough!
"... Maria Manor, these are all the real estate. In addition, Mr. Shi said that all the shares of Ruixing will be inherited by you. Since you haven't completed your university studies yet, the company will be temporarily managed by Vice President Xu Tianhua until you can stand on your own, and you can supervise from the side. The above is the full content of the will. If you are sure there is no problem, please sign here."
The lawyer finally finished reading the inheritance list and pushed several documents in front of Shi Jin. Shi Jin came back to his senses
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