Bus Anecdotes

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(This book is unrelated to reality; any similarities are purely coincidental.)

[Where... is this? Who am I? What am I doing?]

Zhuge Linghao stared blankly at the unfamiliar flow of traffic, posing the three soul-searching questions.

A second ago, Zhuge Linghao was still playing Honor of Kings, dominating the match with the jungler hero Zhuge Liang, but in the blink of an eye, he was standing dazed in front of a bus stop sign.

[Did I transmigrate... hey, hey, hey, this is way too sudden.]

Forcing himself to calm down, Zhuge Linghao glanced casually at the people around him—students, white-collar workers, and regular commuters. When the bus arrived, he followed the crowd and boarded.

Because his attire was the same as many others wearing school uniforms, he looked like a high school student. So... presumably... he was supposed to be heading to school now?

Zhuge Linghao, in his previous life, was a middle school math teacher, 24 years old, single, with a few tens of thousands in savings, and absolutely no goals or ideals, living a muddled existence in a remote little town.

On many starry nights, Zhuge Linghao would often sigh with regret and remorse: "If you don't work hard in your youth, you will only grieve in your old age."

[If I could have one chance to return to my student days, I would definitely study hard! What romance? What sleeping in class, reading novels, playing games? To hell with all of that!]

Zhuge Linghao boarded the bus, his eyes sharp and his feet quick, snatching a single seat in the front row. Not long after he sat down, almost every seat was taken.

Outside the bus window, the warm sun was just rising; it was the morning rush hour.

Zhuge Linghao reached for the phone in his pocket, wanting to confirm the date.

Suddenly, he found himself staring at a pair of proud "peaks," soft as jelly, nearly colliding with his nose.

Zhuge Linghao quickly leaned back, looking up in horror to see a cute girl with short orange hair smiling awkwardly in front of him. She seemed a bit embarrassed and took a small step back herself.

[Hiss...] Zhuge Linghao's pupils shrank violently, [...isn't this the famous little angel Kushida Kikyo? Have I arrived at the stage of Classroom of the Elite?]

Sure enough, Zhuge Linghao quickly scanned the people on the bus back and forth, seeing many familiar faces from the anime as expected.

[Yo, the golden-haired Koenji Rokusuke, the cold and beautiful long-haired girl Horikita Suzune, and... the expressionless big boss Ayanokoji Kiyotaka...]

[Hehe, it really is a gathering of big shots. It looks like my high school life this time will likely be colorful and far from boring.]

Not long after, an old man with a cane hobbled onto the bus, trembling with every step.

Seeing the old man about to fall, Kushida Kikyo couldn't bear it. She frowned, turned her head, and said politely to Zhuge Linghao: "Hello, um... could you please give up your seat to this old gentleman?"

[Ding, host detected being Pua'd, system is loading... 100%!]

[Ding... High-Profile Life System, happy to serve you! Please make a choice from the following 3 options. Failure to choose or exceeding the time limit will result in the host's immediate erasure.]

[Countdown of one minute begins... 59... 58...]

As a member of the transmigration army, Zhuge Linghao shivered all over, his mouth twitching as his expression shifted unpredictably.

[System, you're too ruthless! I've never heard of a world where it's this easy to lose your life!]

[Option A: Possessed by a Madman. Unleash a torrent of profanity at Kushida Kikyo—she won't understand it anyway—then give her the international friendly gesture, and finally, with a wicked smirk, shout in a very chuunibyou fashion: Get lost, you brat!]

[Option B: Rogue Gentleman. Toss your hair, look at the girl in front of you with deep affection, blush, pant heavily, bow to her, and stick out your tongue while saying: Beautiful lady, if you give me a kiss and let me touch your oppai, I'll agree to give up my seat!]

[Option C: Fitness Athlete. Give the girl in front of you a princess carry and toss her aside, pick up the old man, walk with a sexy cat-walk, and finally return to your original seat, letting the old man sit on your lap so everyone has a seat—the best of both worlds!]

[Ding... Making different choices will grant the host a matching ability for one day based on the option and persona.]

[For example, Possessed by a Madman greatly increases your humor and comedic ability, while Rogue Gentleman grants the conversational skills of a love master, and Fitness Athlete grants strength comparable to a Western bodybuilder, etc.]

Zhuge Linghao turned deathly pale, [System, you're doing this to me at the start? Don't I have any dignity?]

[And this random ability acquisition is like opening a blind box; it could be a disaster at any moment...]

At this moment, a cold, mechanical voice rang out in Zhuge Linghao's mind, [Host, please mind the time, 32 seconds remaining...]

Kushida Kikyo looked at the boy with short, messy black hair in front of her, confused, "Classmate, classmate, could you please give up your seat?"

A cold drop of sweat rolled down Zhuge Linghao's cheek as he looked around at the people watching with cold eyes, [System, you're screwing me over. How am I supposed to choose? Isn't choosing any of these as miserable as eating crap?]

Zhuge Linghao's mind calculated at high speed, [This is harder than solving a final math problem! What do I do? What do I do?]

"Host, please mind the time, 10 seconds... 9 seconds..."

[Oh~ No, screw it, I'm going all in. My life is more important.]