noffsinger Chapter 1 Rebirth
Chapter 1 Rebirth
In the dead of winter, Sui Sui curls herself up in a ball and walks through the dilapidated alleyways.
She was wearing a thin, faded shirt, her lips were pale, she was shivering, and her whole body was ice cold.
The shoes had holes and were several sizes too big; they made a pattering sound as I walked.
Finally, we arrived at the convenience store.
Sui Sui's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the small bread rolls in the cupboard, and her stomach rumbled.
She was unlucky today; she couldn't find any food in the trash can and had been hungry all day.
Swallowing hard, Sui Sui forced herself to look away from the small bread roll.
She looked up, laboriously stood on tiptoe, and pointed to a bottle of wine on the shelf.
"Uncle, I'd like that bottle of wine."
Sui Sui speaks with a slight lisp because her teeth haven't fully grown in yet, and a few days ago her father knocked one out.
The shop owner stood up with a stern face, snatched the crumpled twenty yuan from Sui Sui's hand, stuffed the bag of wine into Sui Sui's hand, and threw two pieces of bread into it.
"It's about to expire, please throw it away for me."
Sui Sui's eyes lit up, and she asked cautiously, "Uncle, can Sui Sui eat this?"
The boss waved his hand impatiently, "Suit yourself, it's something I don't want anyway."
Sui Sui perked up immediately, "Thank you, Uncle!"
After Sui Sui left, the shop owner sighed.
She's a pitiful child. Her mother reportedly works far away and rarely comes home.
This child could only follow her father, who was both an alcoholic and a gambler. At a young age, she was ordered around to do this and that. Not only was she sometimes hungry and sometimes full, but she was also frequently beaten and scolded.
What a sin...
In the hallway, Sui Sui carefully put the two pieces of bread into her pocket, tiptoed, and laboriously opened the door and went inside.
In the dimly lit, dirty room, a figure reeking of alcohol lay on the sofa, his eyes bloodshot as he watched the television screen.
That was Sui Sui's father, Song Guoqing.
Sui Sui carefully walked towards Song Guoqing and handed him the wine bottle.
Once the wine is given to Dad, Sui Sui can eat the small bread rolls.
The next second, the wine was snatched away, and at the same time, a heavy slap landed directly on Sui Sui's face.
A chorus of curses and swears erupted.
"You useless piece of trash! You take so long to even go buy some wine, what good are you to me!"
Sui Sui was slapped to the ground.
She pursed her swollen face, feeling somewhat sad.
"Dad, Sui Sui didn't dawdle..."
Sui Sui, we've already done it at top speed.
Song Guoqing ignored it, slapped Sui Sui, and then his bloodshot eyes fell back on the television.
Upon seeing the image above, he flew into a rage and kicked Sui Sui.
"You good-for-nothing! You ruined my luck! I could have won the bet!"
With a bang, Sui Sui was kicked away and crashed heavily onto the coffee table.
Sui Sui bit her lip, letting out painful whimpers, curling up like a small animal, clutching her head.
Song Guoqing showed no intention of letting Sui Sui off the hook, and continued to punch and kick her repeatedly.
Sui Sui tried to hide under the coffee table, but Song Guoqing ruthlessly pulled her back.
Perhaps Song Guoqing was blinded by rage, or perhaps he was drunk, he grabbed the bottle that Sui Sui had just given him and smashed it directly on Sui Sui's head.
A sharp pain suddenly struck, and Sui Sui was so in pain that she lost all her strength.
Everything before her eyes blurred, and Sui Sui felt a little scared.
She struggled to reach out and pull at Song Guoqing's trouser leg, her voice barely audible, "Daddy... help..."
What she received in return was a merciless kick to the heart.
"Stop pretending to be dead, you filthy slut! Get out of my way!"
Sui Sui was kicked aside like a rag doll, and the small bread hidden in her pocket flew down with it.
Without hesitation, Song Guoqing kicked Sui Sui away, spat out a curse, and then collapsed onto the sofa, unconscious.
After a while, Sui Sui finally made a slight movement.
She hadn't had a chance to eat the little bread yet...
She actually knew that the shopkeeper had given it to her specially.
I've wasted your good intentions, Uncle. You must be sad.
She crawled slowly toward the bread roll, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
However, just as Sui Sui's little hand was about to touch the bread, she finally let her arm fall limply...
In mid-air, a figure floated, its almond-shaped eyes wide with confusion, quietly watching the scene below.
Meanwhile, the mechanical electrical hum continued incessantly.
[Host, did you hear me, host?]
This body, the one you are about to inherit, belongs to Song Zhisui, the real daughter of the Song family who was switched at birth.
After enduring fifteen years of abuse from her adoptive father, she was found and taken home by her biological parents, becoming a contrast to the beloved female protagonist Song Jiaojiao.
Afterwards, they continued to bully, frame, and target the female lead, Song Jiaojiao, ultimately leading to her being gang-raped and killed by eighteen strong men, dying a gruesome death in the street.
The mechanical voice was so engrossed in its speech that it completely failed to notice the clear, innocent look in the girl's eyes.
He didn't even notice that the girl's gaze was fixed on the wine bottle, as if she was lost in thought.
After finally finishing speaking with great care and diligence, the mechanical voice cleared its throat.
[This is the storyline you are destined to follow, and I, the esteemed System 0517, will assist you in completing this entire storyline.]
[After you complete the entire storyline, you will receive a reward—a huge prize, and return to your original world healthy and well.]
[Host, are you ready?]
0517 questions.
The girl slowly came to her senses, opened her clear black and white eyes, and instead of answering, asked a question.
"Hey, Gou Dan, why don't you let her walk by herself?"
[Host, the original owner is dead and can't continue the story... Wait, host, what will you call me later? Dog Egg?!]
[Host! I am System 0517!]
The girl ignored her and continued walking slowly.
"But isn't she right here?"
It was only then that 0517 suddenly noticed that a pale-faced little girl was standing next to its host.
Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the soul of Song Zhisui, who was still lifeless below!
what happened? !
How can it be? !
Shouldn't Song Zhisui have already been reincarnated?
How come the soul is still here?
Upon closer inspection, it was indeed his own host, the one gripping Song Zhisui's soul!
No... when can a human soul ever grasp another soul?!
0517 is practically going crazy.
[Host, let go! This person is going to be reincarnated, let go now!]
However, the girl ignored her, and instead grabbed Song Zhisui's hand and slowly said, "You, go back, find, find your biological parents."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "I won't get beaten up."
[Host, are you insane?! You'll die instantly without this body! Her lifespan has already ended; she has to leave!]
Song Zhisui's soft voice rang out.
"I'm sorry, sister, but Sui Sui has to go now. Sui Sui thinks it's fine this way, I'm not hungry and it doesn't hurt anymore."
As she finished speaking, Song Zhisui's figure slowly faded away, condensing into a small point of light.
0517 finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But... why does it seem like it saw that point of light float into its host's body?!
Shouldn't reincarnation lead towards the underworld?
0517 looked again, but saw nothing.
Could it be that it misread it just now?
While 0517 was in a daze, it suddenly saw its host's soul enter Song Zhisui's body.
Ok?
Ok? !
I felt lost on May 0517th.
Shouldn't it be that it uses its power to send the host inside?
This process... seems different from the training it took?
Never mind, as long as the host is willing to cooperate!
One minute passed...
Two minutes passed...
The figure on the ground remained motionless.
Just when 0517 was starting to wonder if something had happened to its host, the little brat finally moved.
0517 breathed a sigh of relief and began guiding the storyline quests.
[Host, what you need to do now is find a first-aid kit... oh no, there isn't one here. You need to find tissues to bandage yourself, then clean up the house and wait for your foster mother to return.]
[Completing the task will reward you with a 20% pain reduction for three days.]
Seemingly having heard the mission, the person on the ground slowly got up and walked towards the wooden frame behind.
0517 thought that although there were some minor setbacks before, the result was always good.
It was worth it for him to carefully select this host.
Speaking of which, this is 0517's first time having a host.
To ensure the mission succeeds without errors, it is extremely careful when selecting a host.
We don't want people who are too old and uncontrollable, too young and unable to understand, too smart, or too stupid.
There are many such people, but it's hard to find someone who is about to die.
So, after much deliberation, 0517 finally came up with the idea of selecting people from the hospital.
Just as it set off, it happened to come across a hospital that had just been destroyed by fire.
In the basement where the fire occurred, a little girl of eight or nine years old died.
Eight- or nine-year-old children are in a good range of being easy to control and not unable to understand what you are saying.
It even retrieved a report on the little girl, which stated that she was highly intelligent but mentally challenged.
0517 scoffed and even mocked the information database of this small world.
How can someone with extremely high intelligence be mentally deficient?
That's a complete contradiction!
Absolutely unbelievable!
Seeing that the little girl's soul would be reincarnated if it wasn't taken away soon, it didn't hesitate and immediately chose to bind itself.
However, 0517 was unaware that there is a type of hospital called a mental hospital.
Little did it know that just before it arrived, the little girl had one hand covered in undiluted alcohol and the other holding a lighter.
On her face was a bewildered yet angelic smile.