After I Recovered, the Three Big Shots I’d Offended Came Knocking

“Have you heard?”

“The little prince of the Empire, born with 3S mental power but destined not to live to adulthood, is back in the medical pod.”

“This time, he might really be done for...”

While the StarNet was abuzz with rumors about Xie Huaixu, he lay in a top-tier recovery room, his consciousness bound to a glowing orb that called itself the Salvation System.

[Do you want to live? All you have to do is visit three worlds and save three mission targets. Once you complete the missions, I'll send you back to your original world and rid you of your illnesses.]

The System assigned him three completely different identities:

In the first world, he was a mysterious omega roaming a garbage planet. His mission was to pull a sinister villain back from the brink, help him see the light, and stop him from wanting to destroy the world.

In the second world, he was an obscure beta adjutant serving under a commander. His mission was to accompany an imperial war god whose wings had been clipped and who had been abandoned by everyone, and help him return to the pinnacle of glory.

In the third world, he was an alpha information broker operating in the gray areas. His mission was to infiltrate the rebel forces and persuade their obsessive leader to lay down his weapons and return to the right path.

Xie Huaixu carried out his duties diligently, perfectly playing each role and successfully changing the fates of all three villains. Once the missions were complete, his consciousness returned. He slowly opened his eyes inside the Empire's advanced medical pod. His pain and illness were gone, and he had a new lease on life.

He had thought those three lifetimes were merely distant, unrelated worlds arranged by the System.

Until

StarNet collapsed completely, and the headlines updated at a dizzying pace:

[Breaking! Why are the three uncrowned kings of the Empire's major fields bowing to the prince who has recovered from illness?]

[Deep dive! The stories of the three big shots and the prince...]

[Shocking! Could the three men all be searching for the same person, their beloved from the past?]

[...]

The Empire's newly appointed Council Chairperson calmly set a well-preserved old coat, its scent long gone, on the table. His voice was even, but his words were edged with danger. “I went to great lengths to investigate that accident from back then. There was evidence of human involvement at every stage. Can you tell me, did you really die in that accident?”

The reinstated Supreme Commander of the Empire advanced step by step, the sound of his military boots echoing sharply in the silence. “Adjutant, do you want to make that sacrifice again?”

The business magnate elegantly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his gentle smile sending a chill down the spine. “You put so much effort into getting me back on track, then left your business blueprint behind for me. Did you think a dead man's signature would be legally valid?”

Looking at the three imposing “mission targets” closing in on him step by step, Xie Huaixu experienced for the first time what a real “crisis” felt like.

The System's glowing orb flickered weakly in the depths of his consciousness. [Warning! Unknown overlap detected among target characters! Abnormal convergence of worldlines! Host, be careful!]

Xie Huaixu: “...”

Is it too late to go back to lying down?

[Please Note]

1. The love interest is sickly.

2. The setting is fictional and has no connection to reality. Please don't project real life onto it.

3. The love interests are fragments of the same person.

4. It will probably be a brainless story with no logic.

Theme: Save others, save the world.