Chapter 4, The Ephemeral Nature of One's Origins
From this moment on, everything is completely different from the past. In the vastness of the three thousand worlds, I do not know where I have truly landed. Being deprived of my celestial status for life and never being employed by the heavenly court means that I will no longer have the possibility of becoming an immortal, even if there is reincarnation, it will be in the mortal realm. With this thought in mind, it is inevitable to feel a sense of loss
Is it entrusted to her
After Zhang Chi and Mei Mei had a hearty meal, they expressed feeling somewhat unwell, seizing the opportunity for Zhou Liangmin to personally escort them home
Zhang Chi spent the entire night reading all the diaries, and in his fatigue, he climbed onto the small bed, beginning his first true sleep since arriving in the world
To understand this brand new world, one must first begin with understanding oneself. Zhang Chi has decided to learn everything about himself in the shortest possible time
Zhang Chi found a thin rope next to the door, and inadvertently pulled it, causing the incandescent light located in the center of the room to illuminate
Zhou Liangmin felt very fortunate for his cleverness, but this also made him feel guilty. Wouldn't this mean that Lin Daiyu would completely hold Zhang Chi accountable for this letter?
His obese body caused the small bed to creak and groan, making one worry that the bed beneath him might collapse at any moment
Zhou Liangmin is not worried about ultimately making a wedding dress for others, after all, anyone with a slightly normal IQ would not possibly like Zhang Chi, he just feels bad for letting an old friend take the blame
The outside of the wardrobe is the living room, while the inside is the bedroom. In the bedroom, there is a single bed, and on the wall next to the bed, several photos are hung. Below the photos, a few newspapers are pasted, containing reports about the car accident that occurred years ago.
Zhang Chi is also able to see his own life value, but it is limited to himself. What fills him with dread is that his life value is a mere three years, which has instilled in him a sense of urgent crisis since the very first day he arrived in the mortal realm
Sated and warm, Zhang Chi, who has just arrived in this blessed land, is not in the mood for such thoughts. After a millennium in the heavenly realm, the long and arduous path of cultivation in the forbidden domain has left him wondering how to alleviate his worries; only a single boat can provide solace. He has long grown weary of such monotonous days.
One does not realize until one sweeps, and upon sweeping, one is startled. The room is filled with broken and discarded items everywhere, with the most numerous being books. All the textbooks from the first grade of elementary school to the third year of high school are piled in a cardboard box under the small bed, with more than half already moldy
Zhou Liangmin let out a sigh, deciding not to overthink it. He thought it best to let Lin Daiyu misunderstand for now. Everything could be addressed after the college entrance examination, when he would personally confess to her upon receiving the university admission notice
His home is located in a shantytown, where many walls have already been spray-painted with bright red characters indicating demolition, and a circle has been drawn around them. Zhou Liangmin hurried home to review his studies, and after escorting Zhang Chi to his doorstep, he left in a rush
He is able to perceive intelligence quotient, emotional quotient, physical strength, and defense, and can visualize these status metrics in his mind; mere mortals should not possess such an ability
Hmm
Gazing at this unfamiliar world, he found himself at a loss as to where to go or what to do. All he could do was patiently wait for a guide to come to him.
A stack of diaries was discovered in one of the boxes, and these diaries became an excellent resource for Zhang Chi to understand himself from birth to the present.
Push open the dilapidated little iron gate and lean the even more worn-out bicycle against the cramped yard of less than four square meters
Zhang Chi shook his head, realizing that this fellow was like a bare-bottomed person provoking a hornet's nest, someone who could stir up trouble but could not handle the consequences
Since I have come, I shall make myself comfortable; at least I am not as unfortunate as Zhu Wuneng, who was reincarnated in a pigsty. Thinking of this, Zhang Chi felt much better.
What has been awakened is merely memory, and it has not altered subjective consciousness. Zhang Chi originally worried that he might be at risk of being repossessed, but he soon realized that the past consciousness must have been destroyed in that car accident. In other words, the past Zhang Chi has completely perished, and the current him is equivalent to a new life
Zhang Chi briefly skimmed through and found that all the textbooks after entering high school were brand new. In fact, after he experienced the car accident, he had not touched any book at all, nor had he completed any assignments.
He is not without merit; although he has fallen to the mortal realm, he still possesses innate wisdom. This is likely due to the fact that the Pool of Celestial Severance has not completely cleansed the wisdom inherent within him.
Staring blankly at the lamp, he recalled the seven treasure glass lamps in the heavenly palace, shimmering with translucent brilliance in seven colors. The vicissitudes of fate had rendered everything suddenly changed
Further ahead stands a three-door dark red wardrobe, towering like a giant, serving both as storage and a partition.
Zhang Chi actually felt no discomfort; he said this in order to have Zhou Liangmin take him home, otherwise it would not be so easy for him to find his way back.
In a dream, I returned to the Dou Shuai Palace, where I saw the Supreme Lao Jun tremblingly approaching me, without a word, he seized me and threw me into the blazing alchemical furnace
Zhou Liangmin's family is not wealthy, but this time, in order to express gratitude for Zhang Chi's help and to convey his apologies, he generously took out 20 yuan to treat Zhang Chi to a large bowl of Lao Zhai banmian with beef.
After waiting in place for fifteen minutes and seeing off the sixth bus at the bus stop, I finally saw Zhou Liangmin pushing his cart as he emerged from the alley on the right rear side
His face was very red, and his expression was one of deep regret. For the past fifteen minutes, he had been hiding in the alley, contemplating all possible consequences. In the end, it dawned on him that he had completely forgotten to sign his heartfelt letter to Lin Daiyu, and moreover, the entire letter had been printed out.
The most direct way to understand oneself is to start from this room. If one cannot clean a single room, how can one sweep the world? Zhang Chi picked up a broom and began to tidy up this messy and dirty little room
Zhang Chi was terrified and struggled desperately, his head banging around in all directions, but he could never break free from the furnace. He watched helplessly as his body was gradually burned to ashes, becoming smaller and smaller, until it finally condensed into a dark... donkey dung. ... But why a donkey?
Zhou Liangmin was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly smiled and said, "Alright, then let's go eat the flat noodles"
The small black room on the east side may be the kitchen, and the room with the door facing south is his residence. Finding the key and opening the door, a musty, damp smell rushes out, and the less than 15 square meter room is dimly lit
Zhang Chi closed his eyes, his chubby hands crossed over his prominently protruding belly, descending to the mortal realm, I am but a mortal, he quietly reminded himself
Zhang Chi threw his backpack onto the small table, then lay sprawled on the single bed. The bedding had likely not been aired for a long time, emanating a deep, musty odor that could only be cultivated over many years.
You didn't say it was me who asked you to deliver it
He decided to take a good look at himself, picking up a mirror that was cracked in two from the bedside to observe his current appearance. After just a few glances, he lost the courage to continue looking.
Zhang Chi felt that his existence was as fleeting as a mayfly, wishing he could dream for a thousand years. However, he was ultimately awakened by the persistent knocking at the door. He rubbed his bleary eyes. Outside, he heard Zhou Liangmin's concerned voice: "Zhang Chi! Are you there, Zhang Chi?"
"Can you not do that? I'm hungry." Zhang Chi's empty stomach was very real, already protesting with grumbling sounds.
Zhang Chi was certain that Zhou Liangmin would return. As he engaged in active thinking, the various state values in his mind fluctuated continuously, causing him to feel dizzy and disoriented
I went to the kitchen to boil a pot of hot water, took a bath in the small room, and after much effort, finally found a set of worn but relatively clean underwear to change into.
Let's go, I invite you to have skewers
After completing these few simple tasks, Zhang Chi was out of breath and realized that his physical condition was indeed very poor now
He read through it from beginning to end, and as he flipped through the diary, memories deep within his mind began to unlock continuously. Opening each diary was like opening one door after another, and before he knew it, he had awakened most of his memories from before the age of fifteen.
The room, measuring 3 meters in width and 5 meters in length, is furnished with old and simple furniture. Upon entering, there is a small round table, on which several unwashed bowls and dishes are haphazardly placed, accompanied by two chairs.