When Su Nian was dragged into the void by a drunkard who called himself the "Heavenly Dao," she thought she’d stumbled into some new kind of scam.
"Listen," the drunkard said, belching. His eyes were bloodshot. "My son gutted my company, and now the Three Thousand Worlds are riddled with holes. Can you go patch them up for me?"
Su Nian asked, "What’s the pay?"
"Merit. Hard currency."
"What can I get with it?"
"Your life. You died unnatural deaths in all twenty-three of your previous lives. Save up enough merit, and you can trade it for a peaceful death in old age."
Su Nian recalled how she’d died in her last life: a flowerpot thrown from a high-rise had hit her, she’d landed on the back of her head, and one of her slippers had flown eight meters away.
"Deal."
System notification: Newbie mission refreshed.
[Host must prevent the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty from hanging himself within one hour.]
Su Nian: ? I just got here! I’m outside the palace, and I can’t even get a fly through the gates.
[Hint: The Crown Prince has already put the noose around his neck.]
Su Nian: "...Fine, I’ll climb the wall."
Later, the villains of the Three Thousand Worlds all spread the same warning: Never, ever mess with that madwoman named Su Nian. She won’t hit you or curse you. She’ll just stand there, look at you like you’re already dead, and ask:
"Want to change your fate? Then give me the most valuable thing you have."
