I transmigrated into the body of someone with end-stage ALS, completely paralyzed and able to move only his eyes.
The doctor pronounced his sentence: he had less than three days to live.
My uncle hoped I’d die soon so he could split the inheritance. My ex-girlfriend showed up with her rich boyfriend to humiliate me: “You’re a useless cripple. Staying alive is just a burden to everyone.”
The Desperate Lottery System activated.
[Today’s task: Complete one food delivery]
I stared at the task. System, shouldn’t you take a look at me first?
System: The 24-hour trial of thought control is now active.
And so the whole city’s trending topic exploded: a self-driving electric scooter delivering food!
I lay in bed, controlling everything with my mind.
On the first day, I won mind reading and heard the nurse’s thoughts: “Ye Zhenbang told me to increase the dose and make sure he dies sooner.”
The syringe turned around and jabbed into her arm. She screamed in terror: “A ghost!”
My relatives plotting to divide the inheritance? I could hear them.
My ex begging me to take her back? I replied with one word: “Get lost.”
There were new prizes every day: nerve repair, expert hacking skills, world-class security…
The System’s tasks were always ridiculous: food deliveries, push-ups, climbing the Great Wall.
I completed them all without getting out of bed.
They thought I was waiting to die.
Little did they know I was lying there, taking them down one by one.
From a hospital bed to the podium at the United Nations, from a living corpse with ALS to the emperor of the world.
So what if I have ALS? So what if I’m paralyzed?
I can lie in bed and still ascend the throne.
The setting is novel, the pace is fast, and it can be read