Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
ng Fan tightly grasped the th ug , pressing him down against the seat with the re strength of his own weight.
Boom. Boom.
At that mont, he felt his body had already gone cold. No amount of excess body fat can resist bullets.
The only upside of this circumstance seed to be the small amount of ti his reckless actions had bought for the airline staff and security, and the courage overwhelming the other passengers that lead them to subdue the remaining four thugs after witnessing ng Fan’s selfless feat. The plane was safe, and so were the passengers.But as for ng Fan himself…
ng Fan leads a life of honest diocrity, barely posessing enough courage to kill a mosquito. At most, he was only brave enough to face on screen the professional erotica actresses that held the fate of his sen in their hands. Not even in his wildest dreams did ng Fan conceive that an obese, hobody like himself would experience a sudden burst of heroism during an airplane hijacking.
Was it a sense of justice that gave him the courage? Or was it just a whim of reckless insanity? Regardless, it felt pretty bad ass.
Was this facing death with unflinching certainty? To hell!
As the life disappeared from his body, ng Fan felt the regret washed over him. Reflecting like a backlight, his short life passed in his head and he realized that he did, in fact, harbor many regrets regarding people and events.
“I don’t want to die!”
These were the the last words ng Fan wanted to utter before losing awareness, but his body had already lost its strength.
…
“Wake up! Hurry! Wake up!”
ng Fan drowsily opened his eyes and saw a familiar face. Realizing what was happening, ng Fan arose in his seat. “Zhou Wei, what are you doing here? I’m not dead yet?”
“Damn it! I’m out here trying to wake your dumb ass up, or else I’d be long gone to class! Also, if you’re planning to skip class again, you really won’t be far from death!” Zhang Zhou Wei creased his brow and muttered sothing else under his breath as he left the dorm.
“I’m in the dormitory?”
ng Fan slowly studied his surroundings, paused, then furiously slapped himself. He then proceeded to get out of the bed, looking and feeling around. After smacking himself a few more tis, face throbbing with pain, he finally concluded it was not a dream.
“I’m not dead! And not only that”-ng Fan grabbed his phone, checked the date, then stayed frozen for a while and burst out-“I ti travelled! I got reincarnated to three months ago!”
After repeated confirmations, ng Fan’s initial surprise faded into chaos; he actually ti travelled.
The previous events felt like a dream. No. From ng Fan’s perspective, the present seed more like a dream.
He went to the bathroom and took a cold shower to calm himself.
“I actually lived to see the day I’d beco a mber of the ti traveller’s club. Did God decide I was so good in my life to warrant a second chance? Or were my pre-death obsessions too heavy, to scare the cosmos to succumb my livelihood? Could it be both?”
“What the hell! Why only 3 months ago, and not three years ago? This recoil ti is a little too short isn’t it?!”
“When other people ti travel they can overco tigers and kings and beco legends of their ti, or at least beco a successful being! But I only got sent back 3 months? What the hell will that change? What important event could possibly happen during these three months that will beco the fulcrum to impacting humanity?!”
“ng Fan, you damn idiot! Why didn’t you have a habit of buying lottery tickets!”
“Where’s my gold finger? Typically, ti travellers at least co equipped with a gold finger. Why don’t I have one?”
“Where’s the beep beep beep? Co on, at least give a system!”
How typical it was of humans —- always seeking for more after being satisfied.
“Alright, living is good, too! Since the universe so badly wants alive, this ti around I will live with no regrets!”
“I want a relationship! I want to lose my virginity! I want to see Jay Chou in concert! I want to go to an ani convention in NIPPON! I want…”
“Huh?”
ng Fan suddenly realized what had been going through in his head, although unaware of what the problem was. He thought it was a “gold finger” at first, but it seed lost at a closer glance.
“Yes! I’m going to try to persist, and live my best life!”
These words are all that occupied ng Fan’s thoughts; nothing else mattered.
“Mother F**! Is this bowl of chicken soup for the soul my gold finger? Can we be a little more considerate?!” ng Fan was out of words.
“Christ! You’re still here! Hurry! Hurry! Today the witch is taking the attendance. If you don’t go now, you’re actually dead at!”
Seeing room 402 with its door ajar, a student from the neighboring dorm peaked in his head. Upon seeing ng Fan staring blankly into space, he suddenly let out an abrupt outcry and rushed down the stairs.
“I won’t die. How could I possibly die?”
Still amused with himself, ng Fan hurriedly gathered his stuff and headed to the classroom. Despite their added layer of relationship which remained unknown to others, the “witch” taking attendance is no joke.
After unexpectedly returning to his campus to three months ago, ng Fan still felt uneasy.
Painstakingly, ng Fan had survived the burning sumr and autumn once, and now he has to live through it again. However, there is one upside to the hot weather; it ans that all the pretty girls passing through the campus would dress for the heat.
ng Fan was a third year Film and Animation student at the Hua Xia Academy of Art. Majoring in Animation, his two short years here were more than enough to dissolve any of his remaining childhood interest in the subject.
Fortunately, the girls at the academy are considerably good looking, fashionable, and most of all, abundant. For instance, 1:4 is the male to female ratio, and that’s very generous. Despite this, ng Fan is already in his third grueso year, but still hasn’t been in an intimate relationship. It was ng Fan’s biggest regret upon dying.
Reincarnated, ng Fan promised himself that he will find love.
“Hey Fan, what are you thinking about over there? You almost bumped into a pole!”
A thin, lanky girl, wearing a white dress and carrying an artboard on her back, appeared in front of ng Fan. She is smiling. As she ca closer, she encapsulated him in a fresh scent reminiscent of fresh blooming lilies.
“Ah…Wei Wei it’s you! Uh, I’m just going to class.” ng Fan grinned at Tang Wei Wei. “Are you going to the studio?”
This attractive girl is ng Fan’s junior, not only in college but also in high school and elentary. Besides, they lived in the sa neighborhood.
Since childhood, they have been acquaintences, never spoke much, maintaining this throughout high school, too. However, after she enrolled in the sa academy, their interactions beca frequent. Being away from the sa province, they got a lot of common topics to discuss. Also, her senior, ng Fan, is able to look after her.
Tang Wei Wei is one year behind ng Fan. She is enrolled in the art program majoring in oil Painting.
“I heard you’ve been a bit down lately. You got to keep going!” Tang Wei Wei expressed, waving a small fist in the air, radiating encouragent in a cute manner. “I’m off to the studio. Let’s eat out so other day. It’s been a while.” waving as she spoke.
“Uhm, Wei Wei, hold on.” ng Fan stopped Tang Wei Wei while scratching his head.
Gritting his teeth, he looked her in the eye and proclaid: “Uhmm, Wei Wei, I… I like… I like you! Be my girlfriend!”
Tang Wei Wei paused for a mont and smiled. “Fan, stop joking!”
“I… I’m not joking!”
ng Fan’s voice trembled as he spoke the words. This was the first ti ever in his life to confess to a girl. He was feeling nervous, excited, and very perturbed all at the sa ti.
“Fan, you’re a good guy. But…”-Tang Wei Wei gathered herself and spoke more decisively-“But I don’t want a relationship right now. School is too busy. How about next ti we hang out, I’ll introduce you to a nice girl? Yes, let’s do that. It’s set! I’m going to go to class now.” She ran off as soon as she finished.
I treated you like a friend, a brother, and now you want to sleep with ? Okay. Tang Wei Wei could tell ng Fan was interested in her, but did not expect him to confess, and definitely not in such a sudden manner.
ng Fan was dumbfounded, still standing in place like a wooden chicken. But it wasn’t because he was rejected by Tang Wei Wei. No. Actually, he knew that the chance of being rejected is about 99%, but the adrenalin of being revived urged him to leave no regrets, and to pursue what he really liked.
No, he was stunned because a damned voice had just erged inside his head.
“Beep! You’ve triggered Task: [A Good Person].”
“This task requires you to be rejected 100 tis.”
“Upon completion, you will receive Task: [A Good Person] and its Accomplishnt title (Hand Speed 10).”
“Beep! Upon being rejected once, you’ve unlocked the first reward of Task: [A Good Person]. Reward: Accomplishnt score 1, Hand Speed 1.”
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