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Rain was pouring heavily outside the window.
The raindrops streamed down the glass, like dark, bloody streaks sliding down.
The distant darkness was so thick that nothing could be seen.
Uchiha Shi opened his eyes and saw the familiar Blue Grid Ceiling he hadn't seen in a long time.
In the narrow Small Cabin, the only source of light was the phone in his hand, which was playing a somewhat noisy song.
There was nothing wrong with the song, but the constant WeChat notifications kept interrupting the playback.
Ci picked up his phone and glanced at it casually.
[Got a job, six bucks per thousand words. Do you want to take it?]
[The Art Manuscript needs some revision. How about sticking to the first version? A hundred bucks is still money.]
[Bro, I know you're short on cash, you're sick, and your Battery got stolen, but I really can't help you right now. I'll definitely pay you back the six thousand.]
[What do you mean? Did you see me being flashy at the foot massage parlor? You don't understand anything. This friendship is over. I'm blocking you.]
[Are you there? Pay the rent.]
"Cough, cough." Ci got up from the bed, coughing as he picked up his phone, intending to transfer three hundred bucks to the landlord, send a kowtowing emoji, and plead for another half month.
But the phone soon displayed a balance insufficient notification.
He fell silent for a moment, then opened the mobile banking app to check if his five hundred million had arrived.
He then clearly saw the balance in his bank account: 5.26.
It felt like a knife had been plunged into his heart.
"Damn, was it all just a dream?" Ci sighed, recalling the details of his year in the Shinobi World. It all seemed so real.
But life still revolves around money.
Uchiha Shi slapped his cheeks, gathered his spirits, and grinned, then opened WeChat.
First, he deleted the WeChat of his only friend in the city, 'Good Big Brother,' and decided never to have anything to do with that guy again.
Then he opened the chat windows with his part-time bosses and replied to each message.
[Thanks, bro. I'll write ten thousand words tonight.]
[Sure thing, boss! I knew you had a good eye. The first version was great. I'll make the changes.]
After calculating the earnings, Uchiha Shi sent a text to the Battery car owner, promising to bring the money the next morning to rent a Battery for 150 bucks, buy breakfast, and continue running errands.
With the heavy rain, there would be a subsidy, and he could conservatively earn two hundred bucks.
In the evening, he would give the landlord fifty bucks to buy a box of milk and plead for leniency, hopefully avoiding eviction.
As long as he could hold on for another month, life would surely get better!
"Cough, cough."
After doing all this, Uchiha Shi propped himself up and climbed out of bed, shuffling in his slippers to the window, looking up at the dark, lifeless night sky.
At that moment, Uchiha Shi thought, Living in this strange city, without friends or family, struggling to make ends meet, Especially at this time of night, it was a bit lonely.
But such thoughts were quickly pushed aside by Uchiha Shi.
He had no time to indulge in such melancholy!
If he didn't work hard for tomorrow's survival, he would really starve to death!
Reinvigorated, Uchiha Shi pulled a can of Pepsi from the mini-fridge by the window, the drink that kept him going.
With a pop, he pulled the tab and took a big gulp.
He suddenly frowned, Feeling something was off with the taste.
Why was the cola so sweet and metallic?
Was it expired?
Uchiha Shi frowned and looked at the cola, When suddenly, everything around him became blurry, The scene in front of him distorted.
The cola can in his hand turned into a girl with clear green eyes. She clutched Uchiha Shi's head and screamed desperately in his ear, "No!"
"Don't die!"
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The rain was still pouring outside, Spreading and twisting on the glass, like dark, bloody streaks dancing wildly!
Faster and faster, faster and faster!
Crack!
The glass was battered by the rain, cracking and forming a web of scars!
Uchiha Shi gripped the cola can, his breath catching.
It felt like something was choking him, squeezing his neck, squeezing his heart!
Then, It squeezed harder!
It felt like he was about to die!
But, In the next moment, Nothing happened.
Uchiha Shi's vision cleared, And he was back in the rental apartment.
At that moment, a line of text appeared in his field of vision.
[Employee: Uchiha Shi, you have died unexpectedly while saving the chaotic world.]
[Now, you have two choices.]
[One: Receive your insurance compensation of 500,000,000 RMB and be revived in your original world.]
[Two: Be resurrected in the Shinobi World and continue as a Heaven-Sent Hero to save this chaotic world. This opportunity is unique and irreplaceable.]
[Note: If you choose option two, your insurance coverage will be reduced to 50 million RMB, but the insurance policy remains valid.]
Looking at the two options, he fell silent.
Especially when he saw the word [revive] in option one.
Uchiha Shi couldn't help but tremble all over, a sharp pain suddenly surging in his head.
Memories long buried in his heart began to resurface.
[Revive]
These two stark white words, Clearly told him a fact—
In the real world, He was already dead.
Uchiha Shi clutched his head and fell to the ground, His pupils flickering, looking around the familiar rental apartment.
He saw the rain outside, the narrow room, the yellowed walls, the bed missing a leg, the moldy table.
Finally, his gaze landed on the generic computer that had been his companion for a year.
A chill ran down his spine.
He remembered—
Everything that had just happened was something he had experienced before.
That night, he had been sick but full of confidence in his future plans.
However, The first step of his plan went wrong.
First, it was his old companion—
This generic computer.
He had planned to use this second-hand computer, which he had bought for 500 RMB from a second-hand market, with a vintage E5-2620 CPU that could run League of Legends and Adobe Photoshop, to complete the part-time boss's tasks and earn the money to rent a Battery.
But it malfunctioned and stopped working.
This left him depressed for the whole night, his condition worsening.
The next day, without money, he couldn't rent a Battery and stood in the rain, feeling lost.
When he returned to the rental apartment, he found all his belongings thrown out by the landlord.
One blow after another nearly broke him.
But with only five bucks in his pocket, Ci gathered his spirits and shouted, Back in the day, Chen Daoyi could win 37 million with 20 bucks, Today, I can win 500 million with 5 bucks!
With that, he decided to buy a bowl of instant noodles to reward himself and then go to the underpass to beg for his first bit of startup capital.
But while crossing the road, A line of text suddenly appeared before his eyes.
[Detected that the willpower of this Earth creature meets the recruitment standards of Tendo Company.]
[Do you want to become a Heaven-Sent Hero?]
Secret One:
[Tendo Company Recruitment Notice:
Position: Heaven-Sent Hero.
Requirements: A virgin who can maintain his will and hope in the face of pain, despair, and repeated setbacks.
Job Description: Restore Order in a Chaotic World.
Salary: SSS-Class Talent, substantial mission rewards, and a comprehensive Heavenly Path Insurance system.]
—The Scroll of Lost
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