Shi Jin opened his eyes and found himself lying on a soft and wide bed made of solid wood. He was wearing cotton pajamas and holding a cucumber pillow in his arms.
Where was this? It didn't look like a hospital, and it definitely wasn't 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 the way to catch a thief? With the speed of the truck, there was almost no chance of him surviving. But what was going on now?
"You are the one who has been reborn."
A crisp mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind. Shi Jin's body shook and he sat up, looking around vigilantly. "Who's talking?"
"Me, your golden finger and life-saving charm. You can call me Xiao Si."
"Die of laughter?"
"… My Mandarin is very standard. Thank you."
Shi Jin stopped looking around and finally confirmed that the voice was indeed in his head. He raised his hand and knocked on his head tentatively.
"Don't knock anymore. I'm going to die again."
Shi Jin was speechless.
At this point, Shi Jin was finally sure that he was alive again, and definitely not in his own body. His own body was a handsome guy with eight-pack abs and long legs, but this body was white and plump. The back of his hand flattened out four dimples. When he breathed, his pajamas burst. When he bent his legs, his pants tightened around his legs.
… He had never been so "steady" in his life.
It would be better to die like this.
Xiao Si obviously saw through his thoughts and asked from his soul, "Is your life important or your weight important?"
Shi Jin lay back on the bed and closed his eyes. His expression was peaceful.
"… Weight can be lost, but life can't be reborn. And if you die, you can't eat delicious food or play charming mahjong anymore."
Shi Jin stopped breathing and remembered the smooth touch of his fingers playing mahjong. He opened his eyes, got out of bed, and tidied his clothes. "Tell me, what's going on now?"
There was silence. Just when Shi Jin suspected that all this was an illusion before his death, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain. A bunch of messy memories and images poured into his brain.
Half an hour later, he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes peacefully.
Xiao Si: "… Don't be like this! As a public servant, where is your justice and passion? "
Shi Jin began to snore.
Xiao Si whined, "Uncle Policeman, you can't do this. Sob sob sob sob …"
Shi Jin endured it.
"Sob sob sob, sob sob sob … Bang! He won! Fishing for the moon in the ocean! Flowers blossom on the bar! "
Shi Jin couldn't bear it any longer. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed to tidy up his clothes again. His face was full of despair as he asked, "So the novel I read before I died was your real body? You dragged me to the book world after I died? "
Xiao Si stopped crying and obediently replied, "Okay."
"Is this really inside the book?"
Xiao Si remained silent.
"Then can I still get out of here?"
Xiao Si: "If you go out, you won't be able to come back alive."
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. She paused for two seconds before replying with perfect articulation, "If you have any difficulties, you can find Uncle Policeman!"
"…" What you said made sense.
Shi Jin was speechless. He walked into the bathroom connected to the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror.
In the mirror was a familiar yet unfamiliar face. It was familiar because the facial features were familiar, but unfamiliar because the body shape was unfamiliar — this body was exactly the same as when he was young. Even the small mole on the tip of his nose was still there. It was just that his body size was several times larger.
Fortunately, it was still his own appearance, so it didn't feel so out of place. Shi Jin sighed and washed his face and brushed his teeth in resignation.
According to the memories provided by Xiao Si, he was also called Shi Jin and was about to turn eighteen. He was the protagonist of a novel labeled "Death's Progress Bar," a novel that was labeled as a real-life revenge novel and called "Death's Progress Bar," but the plot was depressing and depressing.
The protagonist, Shi Jin, had a stallion father and five half-brothers. When the stallion father was still alive, Shi Jin was the little ancestor of the family and was spoiled by his five brothers. After the stallion father died, Shi Jin was a bug that everyone in the family could step on. He was tortured to death by his five brothers who tore off their mask of affection.
The time of his rebirth was when the stallion father had just died, which was the plot of the novel.
After cleaning himself up, Shi Jin didn't go out. Instead, he sat on the bed and continued to talk to Xiao Si in his mind.
"What do you need me to do?"
There was no such thing as a free lunch. Xiao Si went through so much trouble to let him be reborn, so there must be something she wanted from him.
Xiao Si released two things that looked like progress bars in his mind and replied, "This is the Death's Progress Bar. The 999 bar on top is yours. You've already filled 998 bars. Once you fill it up, your current body will face death. Even I won't be able to save you, and I, who is bound to you, will also disappear. I need you to clear it and live with me."
Shi Jin, who had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, didn't care about the connection between the progress bar and his life. Instead, he showed an expression as if he had eaten shit and asked, "Can't you round this bar down to 1000?"
Xiao Si's slightly serious tone suddenly changed. She pinched her throat and said, "Bastard, the 1000 bar doesn't belong to you. That's my baby's bar."
Shi Jin quivered and said, "I'm talking about serious business. Be serious!"
"… The progress bar below you is 1000. I need you to find the owner of this progress bar while protecting your own life. Help him clear his progress bar and save his life." Xiao Si's tone became serious again. There was a hint of cautiousness and pleading in her voice as she asked, "Will you help me? I, I can give you a thank you gift, and I'll also guarantee your safety. "
What else could Shi Jin say? Of course, he could only suppress his obsessive-compulsive disorder and nod his head heavily.
He had been saved for nothing. Although he could die at any time, and there was a crying thing in his mind that called itself a cheat, and he still needed to find someone with a progress bar, he still lived for a lifetime. He could play a lot more mahjong.
In the end, he was the one who profited.
Xiao Si cheered, "Wow, I knew my Jin Jin was the best."
Because of the nickname Jin Jin, Shi Jin had been mistaken for Jing Jing countless times. "… 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 was named Shi Xinrui. He was a business genius who built a huge business empire from scratch. After Shi Jin was born, he emigrated with him and shifted the focus of his business overseas.
His funeral ended yesterday. Today, his lawyer would come over to announce his will.
The announcement of his will was done in private. Shi Jin was the only one who listened to the will. His five brothers were all absent. This was Shi Xinrui's idea. Shi Xinrui was not prepared to give a single cent to his other five sons.
They were all sons, but Shi Xinrui's attitude towards them was completely different. He was the most biased towards his youngest son, Shi Jin. He only revealed the existence of Shi Jin to the public. The other five lived with their mother and only came over to reunite during festivals. Even if the public heard of these five outstanding young talents, they did not know that they were father and son with Shi Xinrui.
"They're all sons. Why is Shi Xinrui so biased?"
Shi Jin flipped through the memories of the body's original owner and the information given by Xiao Si. He could not understand Shi Xinrui's behavior at all.
"Maybe it's because you're the best looking?" Xiao Si flattered him without leaving a trace.
Shi Jin was speechless. He glanced at his pig stomach and pig legs and decided to stop talking about this topic. He did not want to look for trouble.
While the two were flipping through the memories and chatting, Shi Xinrui's lawyer arrived. After a simple greeting, he began to read out Shi Xinrui's long list of inheritance.
Together with Xiao Si, Shi Jin analyzed the death progress bar that was related to his life in his mind.
"How do we clear this bar?" Shi Jin asked.
"If there are fewer death factors, the progress bar will naturally decrease," Xiao Si answered.
Shi Jin fell into deep thought.
In the novel, the body's original owner was tortured to death by his five brothers. In other words, the original owner's death threats all came from his five brothers. And the reason why his five brothers did not like the body's original owner … His gaze moved to the list of inheritance in the lawyer's hand. He cursed Shi Xinrui in his heart for being a pig teammate.
How could a child who was ignored by his father like his younger brother who was favored by his father like him? Moreover, the Shi family's situation was a little more complicated. It involved monetary interests.
Shi Xinrui's method of leaving all his inheritance to his youngest son behind his five eldest sons' backs was simply to blame Shi Jin for not drawing enough hatred and dying quickly enough!
"… Maria Manor, this is all the real estate. In addition, Mr. Shi said that you will inherit all the shares of UBS. Since you have not finished your university studies, the company will be temporarily managed by the deputy director Xu Tianhua until you can take charge of it. You can supervise from the side. This is all the content of the will. If you are sure there are no problems, please sign here. "
The lawyer finally finished reading the list of inheritance and pushed a few documents in front of Shi Jin.
Shi Jin came back to his senses and glanced at the progress bar in his mind. It had already reached 998. He decisively pushed the documents back and said firmly, "I don't want these things." If he took the progress bar, he would die.
The lawyer raised his hand and rubbed his ears, wondering if he had heard wrong.
"I don't want what my brothers don't have." Shi Jin stood up, his face full of childish stubbornness. His expression was tense and he looked like he was trying to hold back his sadness. "Dad, this is wrong. I don't want these. Take them and divide them into five equal parts and give them to my brothers."
The lawyer was really stunned this time and said, "But little Mr. Shi, your brothers already have their own businesses. It doesn't matter to them whether they take the inheritance or not. You are still underage, this …"
How could it be the same? The difference was huge!
Shi Jin's acting skills suddenly exploded and he shouted, "Enough!"
The lawyer was shouted to shut up and stared at him with wide eyes.
"My brothers can fight for themselves, so can I." Shi Jin turned sideways and said in a sad tone, "Dad said that my brothers are his pride. I also want my dad and brothers to be proud of me … You can go, I'm tired."
With that, he turned around and walked away. He moved his fat body back to the room on the second floor and slammed the door shut. He removed all his pretense and nervously covered his chest. He asked, "Xiao Si, how was my performance just now?"
"Clap, clap, clap, clap." Xiao Si affirmed with applause.
"Thank you for your support. Thank you for your support." Shi Jin thanked him shyly and rubbed his hands expectantly. He asked, "Since I rejected the inheritance, my progress bar should have dropped a little, right?"
Xiao Si also rubbed his hands expectantly. "Sure, sure."
The two of them looked at the progress bar together.
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