This world is sowhat special, comprised of fragnts from several small worlds, constantly facing collapse.
The peculiarity lies in the fact that such a world has birthed a world consciousness.
But its power is weak, so weak that it can’t maintain normal operation at all. If it were ordinary small world fragnts, perhaps with so respite, the world could operate normally. However, the roles within these world fragnts are all villains who not only escape punishnt but achieve ever higher successes.
Villains stand at the highest point, unrestrained, naturally leading to disorder and downfall.
This ti, the commissioner is: the world consciousness.
The wish is: to ensure those villains receive the punishnt they deserve.
To punish those villains, the character Ah Chen possesses can naturally only be the victim.
Ah Chen awoke, her body felt heavy, as if sothing was pressing on her—it’s soil.
She was now buried under soil.
Feeling this body, it was already dead.
"After it’s done, you better send more things," she said, "and I have to use my own strength to support this body."
"What do you want?" The world consciousness’s voice was very formal, seemingly without any emotion, yet it faintly carried a pleasing tone, especially evident with the use of "you."
"Give a share of this world’s species," said Ah Chen bluntly.
Grabbing a handful of soil upon entering this world is easy; the small world wouldn’t mind because there’s no loss, and to them, she holds no malice, so there’s no need to haggle over this.
Wanting a world’s species, however, is quite troubleso.
Yet if the small world is willing to gift, things beco very simple.
With just one thought from it, she can acquire.
"Alright." It agreed without hesitation, for the world consciousness of this soon-to-collapse small world, it wasn’t a loss.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Thank yourself for climbing out of the mud pit.
It truly had no excess power.
Communicating with her here in its own world was effort-saving.
Ah Chen smiled slightly, then started digging at the surrounding soil slowly, since the burial wasn’t deep, she soon touched the outside.
This body’s na was Jiang Ying, died from kidnappers silencing her, only seven years old.
She stood in the cave, roughly dusted off the soil from her body and hair, tried moving the stiff body, all dead indeed. Going outside in this form surely wouldn’t do, might scare people, better ease up a bit first.
All things considered, the body was intact, not the worst scenario.
After a while, as she felt the body soften a little, she lifted her arm and pinched it, noted so elasticity had returned, then stepped out towards the cave exit.
The sky was sowhat dark, autumn and winter days are inherently short.
She was now halfway up the mountain, clearly couldn’t stay here long, as soon it’d be dark, must quickly leave, return ho to inform Jiang Ying’s parents of the truth.
Jiang Ying’s parents were nad Jiang Zhengjun and Dou Jia.
The couple were originally residents of Silver Stone Town, later made a fortune through business.
It was this family wealth that brought disaster to Jiang Ying; the one with plans was Jiang Zhengjun’s childhood friend Zheng Chengfeng, a person who loved to laugh, with a particularly eloquent mouth, seed cheery and righteous.
His accomplice was his wife Qu Man.
The four were actually from the sa town, t in school. Kindergarten, primary school, junior high, high school, all attended the sa schools, back then no one could separate this four-person group, anyone witnessing would say their bond was strong as steel.
Wind rose around, very cold.
Ah Chen naturally couldn’t feel it, this body was long dead, even less sensate, she need not deliberately ignore this cold.
She swiftly ran downhill, the sky grew darker.
With 997 helping to point the way, she quickly reached the mountain road, slowly walking along the direction outside, intending to head to town, straight to the police station, eliminating other approaches. Of course, ideally you’d return directly to Jiang Family, et Jiang Ying’s parents soonest, resolve this matter quickly.
Otherwise here, certainly so processes are required.
Sound of a car ca from behind, she stood by the roadside and turned around.
As darkness fell, car lights were turned on. Planning to wave, not knowing if the driver of this vehicle would be willing to give her a lift.
She waved, the small car didn’t accelerate, pulled over beside her.
"Hey? Little girl, where are you going? It’s late, why aren’t you ho?" Jiang Yishi had spotted a kid from afar, originally thought it was a child from nearby villages, just looked a bit grubby, unknown where the mischief was.
Then he frowned slightly, the sky turning dark, this little girl walked alone on the road, really not too safe.
Having grown up in village himself, he understood this was common. Simply put, sotis this hinges on luck; no problem is fortunate, sothing happens and what’s done can’t be undone.
Ah Chen said, "Uncle, are you going to town?"
Her voice was sowhat hoarse, not as pleasant as typical little girls, after all, the body was fully deceased. Now it’s supported by her soul, naturally can’t compare to when alive.
"I’m not going to town." Jiang Yishi said, "You want to go to town? You, little girl, want to hitch my ride? Why so unguarded, what if I’m a bad person, sell you off, see how you cry."
He couldn’t resist teaching her a lesson.
"Where is your ho?" he asked again.
Having seen her, he couldn’t ignore, ultimately had to see this little girl finding family, otherwise wouldn’t feel assured.
This spot was too remote.
He sneakily glanced at the little boy in the back seat, whispered, "Son, afraid we’ll be late ho tonight."
"Used to it." The little boy’s voice faintly replied from the back seat, "Up to you, I’m fine, not in a hurry."
"Ha, you rascal."
"Why so mature, who’s the parent and who’s the child?"
The little boy said, "Either way’s fine, I don’t mind."
"I mind!" Jiang Yishi laughed and berated, then told him, "Open the car door and let that little girl by the roadside in."
"Got it, dad." Jiang Xiang responded, opening the car door nearest Ah Chen, leaned out, spotted the dirt-covered little girl outside, fell silent for a mont.
"Co in," he said.
As Ah Chen hadn’t entered yet, he moved closer to Jiang Yishi in the front, "Dad, you’re washing the car tonight, it’s a mud kid."
"You brat, be polite." Jiang Yishi appeared speechless.
"Quietly, she can’t hear anyway." Jiang Xiang said, seeing Ah Chen approach the car door, ceased speaking, sat upright in the back seat, watched her enter.
Ah Chen: Apologies, heard everything clearly.
A child is a child, however mature, soon reveals.
She boarded, being this close, both Jiang Xiang and Jiang Yishi found her wearing scant clothing, face still pale, furrowed brows.
"Frozen, huh?" Jiang Yishi asked, "Stay in the car for a bit and it’ll warm up. Little girl, where’s your ho, uncle will take you there, is it town?"
Ah Chen sat there obediently, answered, "No, it’s over at Chang City."
Hmm?
Jiang Yishi felt surprised, Chang City was sowhat distant, why would it be there? Yet coincidentally, he also headed to Chang City today. That being said, sowhat on the way.
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