Jiuli Linsheng transmigrated.
But no matter how much the System called out to him, he refused to do any missions. The System panicked and blurted out: [Host's current survival rate is five percent. Erasure imminent.]
Jiuli Linsheng froze with his chopsticks in hand. "...What the heck did you just say?"
You never said that at the beginning, did you??!
System: [Countdown begins: 60, 59...]
Jiuli Linsheng: "..."
He hastily wiped his mouth and chased down the thief the System had pointed out, then snapped a pair of silver handcuffs on him.
Get lost! Don't block my way to survival!
So he worked hard to complete missions and raise his survival rate, living off free food and drink for three years.
One day, Jiuli Linsheng was doing his usual police work at a crime scene when a little boy in glasses tugged at his clothes and said, "Um, officer..."
He turned around, outwardly composed, but screaming inside: Wait, who is this!? Don't tell me he's the person I'm thinking of!??
At that moment, the System helpfully shoved its new feature, a manga, in front of him. Jiuli Linsheng saw himself on the page and nearly blacked out.
Don't do this to me, man.
Later, the System gave him another urgent mission: save the popular character who was destined to die, Jinpei Matsuda.
No way. Absolutely not. If I do it, I'll have to reload... and get a twenty-percent survival rate?
Jiuli Linsheng looked at the survival rate he'd spent years building up, gritted his teeth, accepted the mission, and reloaded.
Right, Jinpei Matsuda. Right, a bomb.
...Huh? Gin?
Oh, turns out he's liquor too. Well, that's fine.
Like hell it is!
Wouldn't this setting completely wreck the plot?!!!
[Poor Linsheng...]
[One of the police academy crew, lost his parents, and ended up at the Black Organization... Jiuli Linsheng, if you're not the one getting killed off, who is?]
[This is so confusing. Jiuli Linsheng is like a drink, but not like one. If he's liquor diluted with water, why did he leave Matsuda and the others? Weren't they supposed to stick together? Waaaah]
Jiuli Linsheng, one last step away from taking down the BOSS, watched the comments cry in chaos. (Old man on the subway staring at his phone.jpg)
But if the BOSS is gone, won't my survival rate be one hundred percent?
Things to know before reading
* Original title: "When Faced with Hardship, Reload"
* Some plot points may be upsetting due to the story's premise [highlighted]. Read as you please; feel free to leave at any time.
* The Black Organization is massively weakened, and the good guys are correspondingly supercharged~ In my story, justice prevails over evil and gets a happy ending~
* The protagonist's goal is simply to survive. He isn't aligned with the Black Organization or purely on the side of the good guys, but leans toward the latter and looks out for himself.
* It's not one-sided devotion~ The protagonist and his friends are all sincere toward one another. They're all good kids~
* No brainwashing, misunderstandings, or faked deaths (if someone dies, they're really dead). No angst for the original characters, though the protagonist may suffer a little (I'm not good at writing angst).
* What you see may not be the truth.
* Finally, cherish life. It starts with you and me.
Theme: Life is precious. Please cherish yourself
I know, this is like smoking secondhand smoke 🐶
To be honest, I have watched the main character who has been read dozens or hundreds of times, and I am not used to seeing such a main character who cherishes life too much.
There are thousands of roads, safety comes first. Children, don't stick your hands out of the window while driving.
At first I thought it was world consciousness, but since we all know it, we don't need to hide it. Now I feel like... It couldn't be BOS, right?
Bordeaux is that Yuzhi! Only that person has a name! And he even talked to the protagonist!
Although I have only read the first few chapters, I feel very good about it. I can feel my wife's hard work and the two-year creative time 😏 🤩 Madam Tie Tie, Happy New Year.
I really need to complain about this method of snorting to confirm whether you are dead. If your breathing is too weak, your fingers will not be able to feel the flow of air... Of course, I don't mean to be bad at writing. That's how Ming Ke is. I just want to complain [hold my chin]
Isn't this the kind of script where I don't believe in myself, but I believe in you 🐶🌹
I said before that I need to become friends with Matsuda first, but seeing that we are already friends here, it seems like a contradiction?
Little girl, is your surname Yoshida?