[Reborn] [Yandere] [Love Polygon] [Fake Lone Wolf]
I died in the ninth year after the idiots at the Bureau sent Blue Star's coordinates out into the universe.
The gods opened their eyes, and Blue Star became their playground. For nine years, I survived their games, only to be sold out by my own people.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back.
I had gone from thirty-seven to eighteen.
There were ten years left before the coordinates were sent. Plenty of time to make a fortune, lay the groundwork, and infiltrate the Bureau to get an ability.
No teams, no romance, no pointless socializing. I'd overturn this whole rotten mess alone and drag out every idiot trying to send our coordinates into the universe.
Wait, no.
Why was I able to be reborn?
The only explanation was that They had ruined Blue Star and started a new round of reshuffling.
I didn't know what new rules They'd come up with, but now several women with Systems had their eyes on me.
Each of them was crazy in her own way, with her own script: one claimed I was the villain in a game, waiting to be saved; another said I was the unloved, tragic male lead in a book...
They didn't know their Systems came from gods. All they knew was that the main quest of every System had something to do with me.
Half asleep, someone leaned close to my ear and softly murmured my name with a laugh:
"Dai Jincai, once you become unfortunate enough, you'll need me, won't you?"
Fine.
I'd already died once. Why should I put up with anyone?!
The lone-wolf strength-building plan was still on.
And while I was at it, I'd crush everyone trying to drag me back into the mud.
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