Reborn as the Harem King Chapter 1 Rebirth

"You know what? Today, I stumbled upon a math problem that was absolutely mind-boggling."

"What kind of question could possibly be that tough? Tell about it."

"It's your figure—the proportions are beyond comprehension. And especially... that srizing curve—it defies all logic no matter how hard I try to analyze it."

"Oh? Are you referring to... my chest?"

"I'm trying my best to stay gentlemanly, but honestly, it keeps distracting to no end."

"So you're saying you can't focus during class or work because of it?"

"Not just distracted—it's constantly on my mind, haunting . I'm starting to think there's sothing magical about it; my eyes are irresistibly drawn to it every ti."

"Are you complinting , or just finding excuses to stare?"

"A bit of both, perhaps. But if you'd permit , I'd love to do more than just look—I'd like to feel its warmth."

"Hmm, bold words. Do you realize the greater the audacity, the tougher the challenge becos?"

"I thrive on challenges—especially ones where I make you utterly surrender."

As Zhou Yi was still lost in his reverie with Chu First love, a cacophony of jeering voices jolted him back to reality.

"Look at this clown dreaming of winning over the queen bee. Has he even seen himself in the mirror?"

"Exactly! How dare he lust after the campus beauty? He's nothing but a walking joke, hahaha!"

"Su Ning looks furious."

"No wonder she's mad. Being pursued by the lowest-ranked guy in class? If I were her, I'd slap him silly just to knock so sense into him."

"Poor Su Ning. She has my sympathy for a mont."

Zhou Yi's ears rang with the clamor of ridicule. When he opened his eyes, he found himself cornered by a mob of people. Not far away stood a group of stylishly dressed young n and won, clearly college students. In their midst was a breathtakingly beautiful girl. Her features were flawlessly sculpted, her gaze icy yet piercing, her skin luminous like porcelain bathed in sunlight. Her presence commanded attention, impossible to ignore. And not only was her face exquisite, but her figure rivaled that of a runway model—her slender legs extending endlessly beneath a pristine white skirt, evoking images of characters from ani brought to life.

At that mont, the girl glared at him with an air of disdainful superiority. In the past, Zhou Yi would have instantly tried to charm her. But now, still reeling from the shock of his own death, he felt disoriented and unsure.

He had been an ordinary college student until recently. After rejecting the confession of a deranged admirer who had long harbored feelings for him, she had stabbed him out of rage. When he awoke again, he found himself trapped in this unfamiliar situation.

Zhou Yi's silence only fueled the anger of those around him.

"Hey, are you deaf? We're talking to you!"

"Go take a good look at yourself in the mirror. Do you really think soone like you deserves to even glance at the campus belle?"

"And writing such disgusting things—have you no sha?"

A punk with dyed yellow hair shoved Zhou Yi aggressively. Zhou Yi imdiately locked eyes with him, his gaze sharp enough to make the punk flinch.

"What's with that look? You asking for trouble?"

The yellow-haired thug raised his fist, ready to teach Zhou Yi a lesson, but before anyone realized what happened, Zhou Yi effortlessly flipped him onto the ground.

"Holy crap! Did Zhou Yi just take down Ah Hui?"

"Looks like Zhou Yi's grown a backbone—he actually dared to hit Brother Hui!"

"Maybe being humiliated pushed him too far."

"Heh, even a cornered dog will bite. Zhou Yi's the ultimate desperate loser."

"Stop kidding yourselves—he's nothing but a pathetic toad."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone mocked Zhou Yi, their eyes filled with contempt. It dawned on him then—the "pathetic toad" and "loser" they were referring to was none other than him.

A toad? A desperate loser?

He had dated more goddesses than these idiots had ever dread of! Won queued up for him, holding taphorical tickets, waiting for his call. And now they dared to label him with such ridiculous terms?

When he glanced down and noticed the hideous black skinny jeans and faded canvas shoes he was wearing, realization struck him. This Zhou Yi wasn't the Zhou Yi he knew. The person everyone was mocking wasn't truly him.

Zhou Yi remained composed. Lowering his head, he stayed silent, pondering the bizarre circumstances and how to navigate them. Had he sohow traveled through ti? Such a clichéd scenario seed absurd—but then again, if being murdered by a crazed stalker was possible, why not ti travel?

As the yellow-haired punk lay sprawled on the ground, Su Ning, visibly seething, strode toward Zhou Yi with her entourage. Before he could fully process the situation, one of the girls slapped him across the face.

Her voice, clear and frosty, cut through the air: "Enough, Zhou Yi! Let spell this out for you—even if every man on Earth vanished, I'd never give you a second glance!"

Her tone was as chilling as winter snow lting under the pale sun, pure but biting. Su Ning's gaze was frigid, her deanor aloof, as though she were looking at sothing repulsive. Without waiting for a response, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Zhou Yi and the yellow-haired punk behind.

Zhou Yi stood frozen in shock. Never in his life had he experienced such humiliation. Won had always chased him—not the other way around.

The yellow-haired punk, regaining his composure, sneered maliciously.

"You little punk, daring to embarrass in front of Su Ning. You'll pay for this. Co on, boys."

With that, Zhang Hui and his lackeys left the scene.

Finally alone, Zhou Yi took a mont to collect his thoughts. As he furrowed his brow in deep contemplation, a chanical voice suddenly echoed in his mind:

"Greetings, Host Zhou Yi. This is System 077, here to assist you."

Startled, Zhou Yi hesitated before asking, "Who—or what—are you? Did you bring here?"

"Yes," the voice replied. "Through the system's power, you've been reborn into this body. If you're ready, I'll transfer your mories. Further explanations will follow shortly."

Zhou Yi nodded. "Alright."

A wave of dizziness washed over him as countless mories flooded his consciousness.