Yan Jiashu is not a tree, it is a broken bowl flower that is about to become a spirit, but it is uprooted in the process of breaking the pistil and becoming a spirit...
After waking up, he became a human and had a system that claimed to be a broken system.
He thought it was the system's self-effacing statement, but he didn't expect that it was truly a broken system. Every time he opened his eyes in a new world, he was experiencing some kind of "broken" thing.
When I opened my eyes, I was a rich second generation who was witnessing the bankruptcy of his own company;
When I opened my eyes, I was a monk, breaking my precepts, and what I was breaking was the sexual precept;
When I opened my eyes, my appearance was disfigured, but I was a traffic niche who relied on my face to make a living;
As soon as I opened my eyes, someone picked me up from the bed and yelled at me that I was a broken shoe;
This was not enough. When he opened his eyes, he was lying on the cold operating table and was disemboweled for medical experiments...
"Why did I end up with such a broken system like you! Nothing good will happen if I meet you!"
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. If you don't break it, don't build it. Break it and then build it. Your mission is to turn bad things into good things."
"Can your broken system do something good for me directly?"
"Yes, a broken mirror can reunite, a cocoon can become a butterfly, a cauldron can sink a boat, and it can ride on the wind and waves... It depends on whether you can touch it or not."