Chapter 4: Anyway, the “Grudge” is Settled
“‘Positive Wealth Luck’ can be maxed out, but ‘Windfall Luck’ can only be moderate. Because small windfalls like picking up a wallet are harmless, but huge windfalls without a legitimate business backing them… if ‘Windfall Luck’ is maxed out, it will definitely affect your lifespan. âUnderstand?”
The Underworld customer service rep exhausted her last bit of energy to spit out the final word.
Finally, she earned a satisfied nod from her “Ancestor,” Shou Jiaxun: “I understand this part. You still need to explain the other parts. What are the differences between the world I ‘live back’ to and the world I ‘died over’ from?”
Customer Service Meng took a deep breath: “Some place names are different, some dish names are different. Technological products are roughly the same, some names are different. People’s names… living beings are different. Some sports competition rules…”
“Please state the essential differences, like men being able to have children,” Shou Jiaxun interrupted her, unable to bear it any longer, asking for the key point.
The little customer service rep sighed: “Gender classification is different… actually, that’s the only difference. In your original world, gender was divided into ninety-four types; it’s much simpler here, only five types. The primary sexual characteristics are still Male and Female. There are three secondary hidden sexual characteristics, abbreviated as A, B, O; women only have O and B, while men have all three. A represents the ability to impregnate, O represents the ability to conceive, and B represents infertility.”
“Then if I remove the uterus, can’t I go back to being a normal man?” Shou Jiaxun seemed to suddenly discover a new continent, his tone quite cheerful.
The little customer service rep was incredulous: “Why bother? Taking a knife to yourself, thinking so darkly… Sigh! As you wish. The life is yours, the body is yours. Actually, once you land safely, my mission is complete. Also… Mr. President Shou, I’m really out of time. Do you have any new questions?”
Shou Jiaxun hurriedly seized the time to make a request: “I also want a ‘Wishes Come True’ Buff. I feel this is a benefit the ‘Big Male Lead’ deserves within the ‘Reincarnate at Will’ contract.”
“We really don’t have this one, but your ‘Luck’ value is already maxed out anyway.”
The Underworld customer service rep shook her head with a bitter smile: “Actually, I can tell. All that straight man homophobia is just an excuse. Saying a thousand words or ten thousand, you just aren’t willing to give birth personally. That’s why! Men are truly selfish. You find periods annoying, childbirth painful, housework tiring… Eh? ‘Breathing,’ a repetitive motion of inhaling and exhaling for decadesâwhy don’t you find that boring? Don’t worry, ‘Big Male Lead.’ If you don’t want to give birth, no one can force you. If there’s nothing else, then Bye. If all goes well, see you in seventy years. Hope you can save enough blessings by then to be my VIP again… remember to do more good deeds~”
Shou Jiaxun was forcibly “black screened” by the Underworld civil servant. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in a hospital.
There were several medical staff in white coats nearby. Surprisingly, Student Xiao Yu and his driver were also in the ward.
There was also a middle-aged woman wearing a fog-blue short-sleeved dress.
One of the male doctors said to the middle-aged woman: “We can’t detect brain tissue neural reflexes. Even if it’s not brain death, it’s very close. So you need to contact the patient’s immediate family quickly.”
The woman frowned and nodded numbly: “Okay, I’ll contact his class teacher…”
â”How is that possible?!”
Student Xiao didn’t wait for the female school doctor to finish speaking before raising his voice abruptly to question it. His tone was agitated to the point of being slightly extreme; he could neither believe nor accept it.
It seemed like he would lose his mind in the next second, simultaneously reaching out to grab the arm of the male doctor who had just spoken: “It absolutely cannot be brain death!”
The male doctor held his shoulder to comfort him: “You’re his classmate, right? Calm down first, listen to me…”
“Listen to what!” Xiao Yu looked at the doctor like he was looking at an idiot: “Simply nonsense! His eyes are open; you say he’s brain dead? Do brain-dead people blink?”
Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at Shou Jiaxun lying on the hospital bed.
“Sorry about that…” Shou Jiaxun smiled awkwardly, twitching the corner of his mouth. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his nose, mumbling weakly: “My breathing never stopped, so it shouldn’t count as a fake corpse, right?”
The male doctor withdrew his gaze, asking his colleague beside him with a confused face: “Is the machine broken? …Tsk, notify the maintenance department immediately. Overhaul all the machines that just checked him.”
The female school doctor rushed to the bed with surprise and joy, asking with concern: “Student, how do you feel now?”
Shou Jiaxun smiled sheepishly: “Pretty good… slept pretty well.”
The female school doctor laughed and cried: “What do you mean slept well? You fainted on the roadside. Your classmate sent you to the infirmary. I couldn’t wake you up no matter what, so your classmate helped drive us to the hospital. You didn’t feel anything being carried and hauled on and off the car?”
“Not completely unfeeling.” Shou Jiaxunâs expression was amused, shrugging slightly: “I heard him say, ‘Dead? F*ck, find a place to bury him.'”
He deliberately imitated Xiao Yuâs tone vividly. As he sat up from the bed, he glanced at the other party with a teasing look.
The corners of Student Xiaoâs mouth and eyes twitched involuntarily, his face stinking worse than aged brine.
The female school doctor guessed on her own: “It might be hypoglycemia. Student, do you feel dizzy or thirsty now?”
The male doctor also said: “Let’s do another routine blood test. If there are no problems and no particularly uncomfortable areas… heh, then it must be… our hospital’s instruments malfunctioned.”
He couldn’t hold back his laughter before he finished speaking: “Sorry for the false alarm. I’ll go back to the office and delete the examination fees for you later, haha.”
Xiao Yu felt that he had been tricked by this bastard Omega, Shou Jiaxun, all night. Thinking of how his birthday party ended in a mess yesterday, he hated him so much his teeth itched.
He secretly made a great vow: This “debt” must be settled sooner or later.
Then he glared fiercely at Shou Jiaxun, turned, and led the driver out.
Shou Jiaxun naturally couldn’t be bothered with him. His feet touched the ground, and while slipping on his shoes, he refused the doctor’s earlier proposal: “No need to check anymore, I’m fine… probably drank too much at night and slept a bit deeply.”
“Better to check, checking is safer.” The female school doctor said, reaching out to support Shou Jiaxunâs arm.
Shou Jiaxun shook his head: “No need.”
But at the same time, he suddenly let out a miserable screamâ”Ah!”
He just shook his head slightly, but it felt like he had shaken his brains out in an instant.
He only felt a boom in his cranial cavity, as if two electric drills were working in tandem, attacking from left and right, “opening an aperture” for him.
Shou Jiaxun fell back onto the hospital bed holding his head, teeth clenched, wailing in pain. Immediately after, two streams of hot blood rushed out of his nose.
The doctor who was about to contact the maintenance department ran back hurriedly.
Even Xiao Yu and his driver couldn’t help but stop and look back. Xiao Yu cursed in a low voice: “What the hell is that brat doing now?”
Shou Jiaxun wasn’t playing tricks.
He was being played by a ghost.
The Underworld civil servant said she would load “his” memories to him all at once. As a result, what was loaded “all at once” wasn’t just “Shou Jiaxun’s” own eighteen years of memories.
There were also the memories of everyone who had physical contact with him after he “reincarnated”: Yin Xiâs eighteen years, Xiao Yuâs eighteen years, and Xiao Yuâs driver’s thirty-two years.
The overly massive amount of information tangled into a ball, like a nuclear bomb rammed into President Shouâs little brain, nearly destroying his CPU.
Shou Jiaxun sprayed nosebleed wildly, his whole body convulsing, looking exactly like an epileptic patient.
The doctor hurriedly pulled a roll of gauze from his pocket and stuffed it hard into Shou Jiaxunâs mouth to prevent him from unconsciously biting off his tongue.
President Shou convulsed for a full five minutes before finally rolling his eyes back and passing out dead away.
Until the last moment, he was still cursing in his heart: Idiot Meng, you scatterbrain! Would it kill you to be serious about your work? …You’ll get struck by lightning sooner or later!
The male doctor let out a long sigh after Shou Jiaxun completely passed out, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and reached back to ask his colleague for something: “Let me see his ‘brain scan’ again… Tsk, could something be growing in his brain?”
Xiao Yuâs driver stood at the door looking in. Because it “didn’t concern him,” he discussed it irresponsibly: “…Could be brain cancer.”
Xiao Yuâs expression was stunned as he subconsciously repeated: “Brain cancer?”
The male doctor held up the large film against the light to examine it carefully, hissing and inhaling as he muttered to himself: “What exactly is the situation?”
At this moment, the few people inside and outside the ward were all frightened enough by Shou Jiaxunâs half-dead appearance, and each looked bewildered.
Only Shou Jiaxun was the most awake, although on the surface, he was the one unconscious.
But in reality… President Shouâs mind was clear, with a sense of transparency that could see through “human hearts.”
Although the number of “x-rays” wasn’t largeâonly three.
But even if there were only three, this moment was the “clearest” moment of his two lives combined.
Xiao Yu and Shou Jiaxun actually had no deep hatred. He hadn’t intended to sleep with him at the nightclub last night either; it was purely due to being goaded by a few jerk classmates. They insisted that Xiao Yu choose one between Shou Jiaxun and Yin Xi to help him “become an adult.”
Xiao Yu knew Shou Jiaxun wasn’t willing, so he chose him partly to put on a show and fool the cheering buddies, and partly to conveniently tease little Student Shou.
Heaven knows Shou Jiaxun actually switched souls at the last minute, ultimately turning a joke into playing with fire.
Yin Xiâs side was slightly more complicated.
Student Yin accompanied drinking at the nightclub not just to earn small money but also to catch a big fish. And last night, Xiao Yu was that “big fish.”
The brother who organized Xiao Yuâs eighteenth birthday party initially ordered three accompanying boys to the booth, one of whom was Yin Xi.
The young dandies didn’t expect to “meet an old acquaintance in a strange land” inside a nightclub. After some teasing, they simply pushed him towards the protagonist, the birthday boy, insisting that Yin Xi help Xiao Yu break his cherry.
Xiao Yu didn’t have that kind of thought at all. Yin Xi was his classmate after all; they saw each other all the time. If they really did it, how awkward would it be in the future!
Yin Xi, on the other hand, had thoughts of hooking Xiao Yu, so he couldn’t give it up too easily.
Because regardless of gender, things obtained too easily generally aren’t cherished.
However, Student Yin didn’t gauge the measure well at the time. He accidentally resisted too much and instead cooled down the atmosphere in the booth.
So Xiao Yu suggested ordering three more accompanying boys to the seat. More people, more liveliness. Since it was a “coming of age ceremony,” everyone might as well “celebrate” together tonight.
Coincidentally, Shou Jiaxun was in the second batch of “boys.”
The sensational effect of Shou Jiaxunâs appearance was slightly higher than Yin Xiâs because everyone knew Yin Xiâs family conditions were poor; his coming out to “work-study” was unexpected but reasonable.
Shou Jiaxun was different from Yin Xi. Yin Xi relied on exam results to get into “Li Mai International High School,” with scores high enough to get a full scholarship.
Shou Jiaxun, like most of his classmates, was a “mid-stream” pillar who entered the school relying on “money power.” His studies were so-so, his grades average.
Classmates of the same class and wealth were naturally more surprised to see Young Master Shou among the nightclub workers than seeing the already poor Yin Xi, and they laughed even louder: “Shou Jiaxun, can’t tell you play pretty wild! Making money and entertainment both, huh?”
“Mainly making money, haha…” Shou Jiaxun was torn between laughter and tears, frankly proving himself: “Whichever guest has the thickest stack of bills in their pocket today, please hint frankly. We are all classmates; don’t let the fertile water flow to outsiders’ fields.”
His classmates were about to die of laughter at his “fertile water doesn’t flow to outsiders’ fields,” asking back: “What do you need money for? Saving a slush fund? Did your dad cut off your allowance? …Don’t tell us your family went bankrupt.”
“Hey! Look how smart you are. Haha…” Little Student Shou smiled professionally: “You actually guessed right!”
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