??Chapter 1: Divine Punishnt System_1
Chapter 1: Divine Punishnt System_1
“Don’t underestimate the middle school exams; what high school you get into could decide your life!” a gaunt middle-aged teacher, standing at the podium, passionately addressed the students who had just started the ninth grade, rallying them at the beginning of the school year. Suddenly, he snapped the chalk in his hand in two and fiercely hurled it at a student who was lying on his desk asleep in the back row: “Ren He, get up! Sleeping on the first day of school, you have no sha at all!”
Ren He, who got hit by the chalk, raised his head in a daze and looked at his surroundings. The pain from the chalk hitting his head was so real, he knew he wasn’t dreaming.
The horoom teacher saw him get up and didn’t say anything more, continuing his previous topic, having essentially given up on this student who constantly perford poorly.
But as Ren He looked around at the familiar yet sowhat strange surroundings and at his hands, now slender again, he realized that he had traveled through ti.
An overwhelming flood of information rushed into his mind at that mont, causing such a severe headache it was almost enough to make his nose bleed! These mories left by the original owner made him realize that this was not a rebirth but a sudden arrival into a parallel world, into another “himself.”
At this ti, he was still a ninth-grade student.
In his previous life, Ren He lived quietly until the age of 26, with no twists or turns, nor any significant achievents, until one day when he suddenly awoke from a dream and started to question his life intensely after reading a phrase: “Do not drudge through an entire life claiming that a plain and simple life is the truth.”
Indeed, this life, his was a drudging existence, and Ren He was disheartened.
Then his consciousness grew more and more blurred until it sank into darkness, and he transmigrated here.
Ren He frantically sifted through the information flooding his brain: the direction of history seed consistent, without any discrepancies. Qin Shi Huang unified China, and it was still the People’s Republic of China with no differences, and the dostic legal system and rules were even more perfected than in his previous life, especially in the field of intellectual property rights.
This world also had piracy, but because the culture was too backward, the country had to adopt stern asures to protect genuine works, ensuring creators could confidently innovate and even make a living through original works. When original creation could be profitable, more people would engage in it.
And most importantly: the language textbooks had changed!
The essays that should be in the ninth-grade language textbooks, like the “morial on the Deploynt of Troops,” “The Spring Snow in the Garden,” and two foreign poems, were all gone, replaced by new content! Content that Ren He had never seen before!
Because of his fondness for “morial on the Deploynt of Troops,” Ren He had a deep impression of the ninth-grade language textbook from his previous life. He had always liked literary stuff in his previous existence, classical as well as modern, even including online literature.
He also had a super-effective brain; he’d heard that the founder of New Oriental English could morize a law book in just a few hours and that morizing an English dictionary was a breeze for him. Such feats had amazed others, but not Ren He, because he could do it too.
But this kind of mory was not endless. Being able to rember sothing did not an he could rember it forever; after all, the brain’s capacity is limited.
Ren He had a suspicion that in the cultural field of the parallel world, there had been so deviation, and thus many works that were once considered classics were no longer extant.
For so reason, the cultural industry of this world was also thriving, but its level was not as high as that of Earth.
The simplest example: there were ancient poems, but not as many that were widely famous and passed down through the ages.
In the field of online literature, the difference was even more exaggerated as it seed to still be in the early stage of transitioning from traditional literature, without even the routines of leveling up through martial arts training.
He looked towards his desk mate, feeling that so things were better to ascertain: “Have you heard of Song Jiang, Monk Tang, Monkey King?” Young people’s favorite TV dramas were usually “Water Margin” and “Journey to the West,” so asking about characters from these two masterpieces seed more reliable.
His chubby desk mate peered at Ren He through thick glasses and replied calmly, “What are you talking about?”
“Nothing, nothing, just saying you look really cool,” said Ren He. The expression on his desk mate’s face at that mont was quite sothing—soone actually called him cool! Inside, however, Ren He was ecstatic, wasn’t this his area of expertise?
The cultural paths of the two worlds, akin to train tracks, had diverged at so point, creating a vast difference, and Ren He had crossed over with the classic literary works stored in his mind.
Even without copying the classics, Ren He, with the online literature patterns from his brain that were beyond this era, could still rise to stardom.
Thinking of “morial on the Deploynt of Troops,” the verses began to form in Ren He’s mind: “When our late Emperor started his undertaking, he had not yet completed his work when he passed away…”
Wait, what cos next? Ren He suddenly found he couldn’t rember the rest of “morial on the Deploynt of Troops”!
Ren He was now sowhat fearful that the classic works in his mind might be forgotten. While his mory was extraordinarily strong, that didn’t an it could expand indefinitely; eventually, old mories would be obscured by dust, never to be recalled again. Texts like “morial on the Deploynt of Troops,” which had been studied and then rarely ntioned again, were exactly like this.
He decided to try writing down the classics first to prevent them from being forgotten. As he thought, his hands began to automatically write the most learned of texts: the “Three Character Classic.”
“At the beginning, humans are naturally good. Their natures are similar, but their habits make them different…”
It can be said that the Three Character Classic was the first classic ancient text that Ren He recited in his childhood. He started to morize it even before he knew how to read in kindergarten.
Hard work pays off, play yields nothing, beware, one should exert oneself. When that last sentence was finished, Ren He felt a sense of satisfaction. This could be a classic that would be passed down through the ages! And since history was the sa, there wouldn’t be any inconsistencies in the references within the Three Character Classic.
However, at that mont, a buzzing electrical sound suddenly resonated in his mind: Divine Punishnt System has locked onto the host!
Ren He jumped in shock, what the heck? Divine Punishnt System? What kind of weird thing was that? He had only casually written a couple lines of the Three Character Classic, so why had this eerie incident occurred?
A neutral voice echoed in Ren He’s mind: As the host has brought cultural achievents from a parallel world into this one, for the purpose of preserving the original world’s trajectory, the Divine Punishnt System will issue a Divine Punishnt Mission. If completed successfully, the Divine Punishnt System will acknowledge the host’s thods as legitimate, and there will be additional rewards.
Ren He suddenly ca to a realization—it was because he had brought the cultural achievents of a parallel world here, akin to forcibly altering the course of history’s train, that such a Divine Punishnt System had manifested. Only if the mission was successful would the Divine Punishnt System recognize these cultural achievents!
Yet, it could also be inferred that the Divine Punishnt System wasn’t entirely opposed to the introduction of cultural achievents from the parallel world. Its primary motive seed to ensure Ren He didn’t reap rewards without effort!
Otherwise, it would have simply struck him dead with a thunderbolt, avoiding all this fuss, and there would even be a reward after completing the mission!
But Ren He suddenly felt a pang of annoyance… Son of a gun, other people’s transmigration ca with the golden finger, why did he have to deal with this so-called Divine Punishnt System the mont he transmigrated? Just for copying sothing, he’d have a mission to deal with – wouldn’t he have to tread carefully?!
And now, what had he copied? The freaking Three Character Classic, for crying out loud. If he tried to make money off it, wouldn’t it raise suspicions? This was too much of a scam!
Ren He felt no hostility; the Divine Punishnt System seed to be more of a constraint, simply to prevent him from indiscriminately using the cultural achievents from a parallel world.
However, Ren He had a question: the Divine Punishnt System did not prevent him from using or publicizing the Three Character Classic right now. That is to say, even if he used the Three Character Classic to make money now, it would be okay, and… it didn’t ntion what would happen if he failed!
It only said that there would be additional rewards upon success!
The neutral voice spoke up again: Mission: Because the host has brought the cultural artifact Three Character Classic from a parallel world, within one month, without any protective asures or resorting to trickery, leap across Building No. 1 and No. 2, with a running start allowed.
As soon as the voice faded, a torrent of knowledge about the perfect thod and experience for running and jumping filled Ren He’s mind. It was as if this was the correct way and experience for running jumps infused into Ren He’s body, and he just needed to train to master it.
Ren He was dumbfounded…
In the school, Building No. 1 and No. 2 were both seven-story buildings of equal height, but there was a gap of more than three ters between the two side-by-side buildings! That’s the height of seven stories – if he failed in mid-jump, wouldn’t he be screwed?
He suddenly understood why the Divine Punishnt System hadn’t explained what would happen if he failed; there was no need to explain, for upon seeing the mission, Ren He naturally understood that failure ant death… Either death or disability!
This wasn’t any kind of Divine Punishnt System; it was a bloody scam system…
Although there was a possibility of surviving, because a little over three ters wasn’t an insurmountable distance for a running jump, it seed like the Divine Punishnt System was being lenient. Completing the mission wouldn’t be extrely difficult for Ren He.
But that was the height of seven stories! Ren He felt dizzy just looking down from the edge of the seventh floor…
And what if there were even more twisted tasks in the future? What if the distance between buildings beca four ters, five ters… or if it involved other kinds of challenges?
For instance, a wingsuit flight with only a 30% survival rate, or free solo climbing? Ren He’s imagination was unleashed, as though a door to the path of adventure was opening right before him.
In his mind, Ren He asked, “Can I… refuse this mission? What will be the consequences if I don’t accept? You can send
back to my original world, that’d be fine, big brother!”
“If the host hasn’t accepted the mission by the deadline, elimination.”
Elimination, what the hell is that about, big brother? All I did was copy sothing, do you have to be like this?
At that mont, Ren He nearly pissed himself – in this short span, he felt his life had been threatened several tis! It seed that the mission was do or die, with no choice but to comply!
He hesitated and probed, “Is there no way to avoid elimination, maybe a different punishnt?”
“Not now,” the Divine Punishnt System calmly replied.
Huh, although it said no, there seems to be so other information there – does that an the punishnt might change in the future?!
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