At thirty-five, Lu Zhixing's company was liquidated, leaving him 120 million yuan in debt.
The day the Comeback System bound itself to him, something went a little wrong with the coordinates:
It bound itself to him during the first math class of his sophomore year of high school.
[Host, you don't have to keep pretending.]
[First mission: Get back in touch with a high school classmate within 72 hours.]
[I know this is hard. Set aside your pride. I'll be with you.]
Lu Zhixing glanced around:
His deskmate was busy taking notes, and his contacts were full of numbers from nearly everyone in class.
“...System, you call this hard?”
The System thought it had bound itself to a middle-aged man crushed by life and driven into bankruptcy,
so it had designed every mission around “the limits of a middle-aged man.”
Too bad it had actually bound itself to a seventeen-year-old sophomore in high school:
with time, energy, and no shame, and without 120 million yuan in debt.
So:
The “Reach out to an old classmate” mission was completed in twelve minutes, and the System immediately lowered its difficulty rating;
A 200-yuan reward came through, starting with a box of instant noodle collectible cards and a group order for study guides;
A skill chest yielded [Haggling Lv.3], putting the secondhand shop owner at the end of the alley and his 800 yuan in danger.
His deskmate's notebook kept inching half an inch closer to him;
The girl from the next class always “happened” to pass his stall after checking her scores;
The senior girl upstairs called his name three times downstairs every morning, without fail.
Years later, at the bell-ringing platform.
System: “Host, to this day I still can't figure out what went wrong with the mission difficulty.”
Lu Zhixing smiled.
“It's simple.”
“You thought you were saving a bankrupt middle-aged man, ”
“But really, you were keeping a seventeen-year-old boy company as he lived his life all over again.”
