Lin Che was reborn.
He returned to his sophomore year, to the moment he was about to confess to his ex-girlfriend.
He tossed away the rose in his hand.
Above his ex-girlfriend’s head floated a line of golden text: [Affection: -32 | Tag: Gold Digger]
This wasn’t an illusion. His eyes had mutated, letting him see the underlying data that governed the world: the durability of objects, the weaknesses of cultivation techniques, and each person’s potential for awakening.
In his eyes, the whole world had become the backend of an open-world game.
While others cultivated through grueling practice, he exploited bugs. While others relied on luck to find hidden treasures, he saw their hidden attributes outright. While others brute-forced boss fights, he recited the bosses’ instant-kill conditions.
When the spiritual qi revival swept across the world, awakened fighters from every country were still competing to be the first to clear dungeons. He had already turned his guides into paid intel and was selling them to the whole world.
When sects from the cultivation continent arrived on Earth, full of arrogance, he calmly said, “I have a backup of that lost cultivation manual your sect misplaced three thousand years ago. Want to buy it?”
From campus to the whole world, from an ordinary mortal to the one who set the rules.
Lin Che never forgot the data above his own head: [Life remaining: 72 years, 3 months, 15 days]
On the very first day after he was reborn, he had already seen the countdown to his death.
