"Nono, run! You'll be late for work!" 666 shouted in Xu Nuo's mind.
Xu Nuo was carrying an old-fashioned schoolbag on his back, and his washed-out shirt was blown up like a sail by the autumn night wind. His thick bangs that were longer than his eyebrows and his glasses that had not been wiped for a long time blocked his vision.
"66...and...how long will it take?" Xu Nuo said breathlessly, his body was already overloaded.
"It's right in front, the food stall with no sign!"
Xu Nuo forced himself to run over, but before he could even stand still, a man wearing an apron and who looked like the boss handed him a pile of plates.
"Hurry up, Xiao Xu, we're running out of plates." The boss had a heavy accent, and Xu Nuo could barely make out what he meant. He staggered to the sink carrying the stack of plates.
Three hours later, Xu Nuo felt that he was almost suffocated by the barbecue fumes, and his arms were so sore that he couldn't lift them, so he finally saw off the last table of guests.
"Xiao Xu, go back. Here." The boss handed him a wrinkled fifty-yuan note. "You must be tired tonight."
Xu Nuo instinctively took the banknote, smiled cautiously at the boss, and ran away.
Under the guidance of 666, Xu Nuo finally found his home in this world, a small shabby house that he found after twisting and turning between several old residential buildings.
The facilities in the house are filled with an old-fashioned atmosphere. The one-bedroom apartment is not as big as the bathroom in the real house promised, but fortunately it is kept very tidy. It can be seen that the owner is trying hard to live even though the material conditions are not good. Some well-blooming flowers and plants and some repaired small ornaments exude a sense of warmth.
"66, start transmitting the plot." Xu Nuo sat on a creaking iron bed, recalling every day he spent with Shen Zhi in his previous life.
"Got it!" 666 replied, and soon the plot and memories flooded into Xu Nuo's mind.
Xu Nuo in this world is an absolute poor little thing. His mother died of complications during childbirth after giving birth to him. His father and mother were childhood sweethearts and had a very deep relationship. Both of them lost their parents at a young age and had always supported each other. The death of his mother dealt a heavy blow to the father in this world. From then on, his father was often in grief and did not love little Xu Nuo very much.
The depressed father, once addicted to gambling, lost his house and committed suicide. Before facing death, he said "I'm sorry" to Xu Nuo, who had just started junior high school, and then passed away. This was probably the last bit of guilt that a father felt at the end of his life.
Xu Nuo didn't have a special impression of his father; he rarely saw the unshaven man. At first, he'd been willing to cook for him, but then he simply disappeared. A kind neighbor, Grandma Zhang, took pity on him and took him in to keep her company. On the rare occasions his father returned, he'd leave a token amount for Grandma Zhang, as a reward for his hard work and support. Later, even this little courtesy faded.
After his father lost the house, someone came and looted all the valuables in the house. The young boy hid under Grandma Zhang's table without saying a word, for fear that those people would know whose child he was and sell him off.
After his father passed away, the debt collectors somehow learned of his existence and began demanding repayment, claiming the son should pay for his father's debts. Grandma Zhang, who had a weak heart, was terrified by the debt collectors and lived in constant fear. One night, Xu Nuo, then a middle school student, left a farewell letter for Grandma, opened the door, and disappeared into the night.
He first found the gang, who said his father owed 800,000 yuan, including principal and interest. This might be a small amount of money for some wealthy families, but it was undoubtedly a huge sum for a child.
Xu Nuo pocketed the 500 yuan he earned from his part-time jobs and rented the cheapest room in the dilapidated tube-shaped building. He saved the rest, waiting to send it to his creditors at the end of the month. He considered dropping out of school, but thinking about what Grandma Zhang had said, and the fact that his grades were good enough and the school had waived tuition, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
The long-term lack of fatherly love and the longing for family were like a poisonous snake that followed him everywhere, biting him relentlessly. The malicious insults and teasing from some precocious teenagers in school also shaped Xu Nuo's introverted and self-deprecating character in the original work.
Xu Nuo in the original novel is an insignificant cannon fodder in this campus novel. After finally getting into high school, he accidentally learned that Grandma Zhang was sick, but he couldn't even afford to buy fruit to go to the hospital to visit the patient. Therefore, he had to take the risk and take other people's money to frame the male protagonist. In the end, he didn't get to see Grandma Zhang. He was beaten up by the bodyguard hired by the male protagonist's family, left the campus, and disappeared. I think it will not be a good ending.
As for the male protagonist, due to his overly irritable and foul-mouthed straight man personality, he ends up being alone with a huge fortune.
After Xu Nuo accepted the plot, he curled up uncontrollably on the bed, and let down his long bangs that he had just pushed back because they were in the way.
"Nono, this is the influence of the world consciousness on you, don't be led astray by it!" 666 reminded.
Xu Nuo knew it of course, but his body and thoughts seemed to be out of control. He just wanted to dig a hole and hide himself, so that he would never have to face the world again. He didn't even dare to answer 666's words.
666 had no other choice. "Nono, please adapt well. I'll go to the main system to see if I can minimize the impact on your world."
Xu Nuo nodded, forced himself to pack his schoolbag and wash up, then fell asleep on the bed.
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