Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years

My name is Wu Chen, and I am trapped in something many people do not care about.

Time.

Wu Chen crossed over to a new world, yet he was trapped on July 7, 2007. Going through endless reincarnations, he once indulged wantonly and committed evil deeds, and he also once went desperately berserk, committing suicide hundreds of times in different ways. But before a new day arrived, everything would start over.

Is this God's punishment for him?

Then, according to what you said, what is the point of you doing this?

My repeatedly repeating life inherently has no meaning.

The host has passed the test of the Millennium Reincarnation, and the Space-Time System has been activated. Perhaps the meaning of my life lies within myself.

Haha, how thrilling!

Wu Chen, I like you. Agree to be my man. You might die. Are you afraid?

Thank you, Wu Chen. I have not felt this relaxed in a long time. I love you. Women, wealth, power—hey hey hey, do not phrase it so vulgarly. This is love, money, career. I want all of them.

The man who walked out of time, how will he master his own life?

Welcome to listen to I Am Trapped in the Same Post for a Thousand Years, exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network, authored by Sang Ze, and narrated by Wang Xiaomo and Lao He.

So you say you have already spent over 300,000 times... Today, right, to be precise, it has been 1,000 years. Today marks exactly 1,000 cycles back-to-back.

In a brilliantly lit bar, in a dim corner, a man and a woman were whispering and laughing.

Mu Qianqian, wearing smoky eye makeup and colorful hair, curled her lip, shook her head, and smiled, asking, "Is this your tactic for picking up girls?"

"Make up a bizarre story—your tactic really is old school." "The story is quite interesting." "What I said is all true."

Wu Chen swirled his red wine glass and smiled, asking, "Really?"

"Aren't you afraid I will go broadcast it? We just met. Why do you trust me so much?"

Mu Qianqian bantered, "What does it matter?"

"For me, everything will be reset tomorrow."

"Oh, no, to be precise, I am a man without a tomorrow. When I wake up again, we will be strangers."

Wu Chen shrugged and said.

"Lying. Have you never tried staying up late?"

"Not sleeping? I have tried that many times, but I will fall asleep—I cannot control it."

"Hmph, I don't believe you!"

Mu Qingqing finished speaking and then ignored Wu Chen, lowering her head to look at her phone.

Today, she had originally agreed with her best friend to come to the bar together. As a result, she had already been here for over an hour, but her best friend had not come yet, and Wu Chen had suddenly walked over to chat her up.

Mu Qianqian was bored waiting, so she chatted with Wu Chen for a while, never expecting that Wu Chen was a mental patient who claimed to have reincarnated for 1,000 years or something.

"Your best friend is not coming."

Wu Chen calmly said a sentence.

"Huh?"

Mu Qianqian first raised her head, narrowing her eyes. "How do you know about my best friend?"

"I already said, this day constantly repeats for me. And it is not my first time seeing you. Because of this, every single customer here today is someone I know."

Wu Chen smiled and took a sip of alcohol. "Then do you know why my best friend is not coming?"

Mu Qianqian attempted to pierce Wu Chen's lie.

"Her boyfriend suddenly came back to give her a surprise, so she cannot come."

As Wu Chen spoke, he glanced at his watch. "In another 9 minutes and 13 seconds, he will call you to tell you he cannot come. Accurate to the second."

Mu Qingqing said this while glancing at the phone time, and then stated, "It is now 10:07 PM."

"Fine, I will wait 9 minutes. If he does not call me, let's see how well you make things up."

Wu Chen tilted his head and raised his wine glass to Mu Qianqian.

Mu Qianqian toasted with Wu Chen.

"You just said you are very familiar with all the beauties in this city with an attractiveness score of 8 or higher. Is that true?"

Mu Qianqian asked again.

She was also bored and making conversation; listening to a mental patient make up stories was quite interesting too.

"Yes, very familiar. Especially familiar."

Wu Chen nodded, smiled, and added, "However, my life resets every single day. I know them and understand them, but right now they do not know me."

"Then... you only have one day to get to know them?" "One day is enough."

Mu Qianqian wanted to pierce Wu Chen's lie again.

"One day is naturally not enough. Only a few can be done that way; for the others, I need to understand them first."

"For example, I first spend 5 days to thoroughly investigate a girl. Although 5 days repeats in time and on the sixth day she still does not know me, I already know her interests, hobbies, career, worldview, and so on. Therefore, when I get to know her again, the way I present myself will make her feel that I am the ultimate choice of her life."

"Actually, constant repetition has one advantage: I can make infinite mistakes without worrying about leaving a bad impression."

"Among all the girls I have contacted, the most difficult one to approach took me a total of 36 days and countless mistakes before I succeeded."

"Then, according to what you said, what is the point of you doing this?"

"They don't remember you now anyway."

Mu Qianqian asked lightly.

"A repeatedly repeating life inherently has no meaning. If you want to talk about meaning?"

Wu Chen looked at the red wine glass, paused for a moment, glanced over at Mu Qianqian, and smiled, saying, "Preventing myself from going crazy, perhaps."

"Being trapped in the same day for a thousand years is really very boring. You always have to do something. Getting to know people, reminiscing—they are all quite interesting."

Wu Chen dared to say anything because nothing mattered.

Tomorrow, everything would start over again.

"Then how many 8-point beauties do you know in total?"

Mu Qingqing asked again.

"Actually, not that many. I am very strict when scoring women on appearance. Donghai City has a population of tens of millions, and those with an appearance score of 8 or higher number only 10,000."

"You know all 10,000 of them, and you are very familiar with them?"

Mu Qianqian narrowed her eyes.

"Mhm."

Wu Chen nodded. "I'll believe that when pigs fly. You just keep making things up, shameless."

Mu Qianqian curled her lip again. Wu Chen shrugged, still keeping an indifferent expression.

Whether Mu Qianqian believed it or not was not important; he simply wanted to come for a drink today and find someone to talk to.

Mu Qingqing's hand suddenly vibrated. She lowered her head to look—it was a message pushed by a news client: Jewel Heist Case Solved.

She clicked it to look, as if thinking of something, and handed her phone to Wu Chen, asking, "Take a look. It's the news about the jewel heist."

"At 9:30 this morning, Jinyinfu Jewelry on Commercial Street in Donghai City was robbed by ruthless bandits. Diamonds and jewelry worth 20 million were stolen, and two store clerks were injured."

"The case was solved in the afternoon. One ruthless bandit is on the run, and three have been caught."

This incident made national news and was repeatedly broadcast and pushed.

Jinfu Jewelry was one of the top three jewelry companies nationwide, with its headquarters right in Donghai. Su Ruiwen, the boss of Jinfu Group, was even the richest man in Donghai, worth tens of billions.

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong?"

Wu Chen glanced at the news and said, "The news photo, the last one."

"What's wrong with the last one?"

Wu Chen looked again. The last photo was of Jinfu Jewelry boss Su Ruiwen shaking hands to thank the police.

Standing beside Su Ruiwen was also a wavy-haired beauty. This was Su Ruiwen's daughter, Su Qingying, the senior vice president of Jinfu Group.

"Su Qingying, you should know her, right? An overbearing female CEO, graduated from Wharton School, has her own luxury brand, a true career woman."

"I know her. What about it?"

Wu Chen asked again.

"Didn't you say you know all the 8-point-plus beauties in this city, and that you are especially familiar with them, the kind who understand them deeply?"

Mu Qianqian said, "Hmph, Su Qingying is one of the top beauties in Donghai, with high education and high intelligence. Even no matter how strict your aesthetic standards are, her appearance should still be above 8 points, right?"

"9.5 points."

Wu Chen nodded and said, "In the entire Donghai, you can count on one hand the ones who can compare with her in appearance." "Then you are very familiar with her?"

Mu Qianqian still wanted to pierce Wu Chen's lie and set a trap for him.

"Of course."

Wu Chen nodded. "You're lying! Today a major heist happened at Jinfu Jewelry, and all day long either police or reporters were surrounding Su Qingying. When would you have time to get to know her? As a stranger, she was too busy to even handle herself."

"Besides, Su Qingying has a strict family upbringing, and she is surrounded by bodyguards all the time. It's never been heard of that she casually gets to know some strange man. No matter how well you understand her, it's impossible."

"Hmph, you have nothing to say now, right?"

After saying that, Mu Qianqian laughed loudly. Piercing a mental patient's lie made her extremely happy.

"Let's answer your second question first. You are right, Su Qingying is indeed difficult to approach and hard to get to know."

Wu Chen instead smiled faintly and said, "But she has a fatal weakness, which is why it was very easy for me to get to know her."

"What weakness?"

"Guess. It's quite interesting."

"Pretending to be mysterious. Such a perfect woman like her, what weakness could she have?"

"Then for the first question," Wu Chen continued, "you're right, the jewel heist happened, and Su Qingying certainly wouldn't have time to get to know me. Even if she did, she wouldn't be in the mood to discuss anything in detail with me."

"There you have it then. What else do you have to say?"

Mu Qingqing raised an eyebrow, wearing a triumphant expression.

However, Wu Chen pressed his arms against the table, leaned forward, and said in a low, smiling voice, "What if I prevented the massive heist from happening?"

Mu Qingqing was taken aback. Today is an endless loop for me; I've experienced it over 300,000 times. For myself, I've known for a thousand years that the case would be solved today, and I've had plenty of time to investigate repeatedly.

"Do you think solving the case is difficult for me?"

Wu Chen kept smiling, and Mu Qianqian was left speechless. "My logic is flawless, isn't it?"

As Wu Chen spoke, he picked up his wine glass and took a gentle sip.

"Fine, even if your logic is flawless, I have another question."

Mu Qingqing refused to concede; she was about to unleash her ultimate move.

"What question?"

"Please go ahead."

"Do you know me?"

"You can just say you've known me for a long time, but are we close?"

"How much of me do you know, how well do you understand me?"

"Are you and I even friends?"

Mu Qingqing asked, brushing her hair back.

Wu Chen shook his head, smiling silently.

"Afraid to admit it now, aren't you? Are you scared I'll ask you what my traits are and you won't be able to answer, right?"

Mu Qianqian laughed loudly.

Wu Chen said calmly.

Mu Qingqing's smile instantly froze.

Mu Qingqing's smile instantly froze.

Bang!

Mu Qingqing slammed the table and stood up, gritting her teeth. "You dare say I'm ugly?"

"No, no, no, you aren't ugly, but your makeup is too heavy, like some street stall girl in smokey eye makeup. I have no idea what you actually look like, but your foundation doesn't look bad. I'll give you a 7 out of 10!"

Your mother's surveillance is about to explode!

Right at that moment, Mu Qingqing's phone rang. She glanced at it—it was a call from her best friend, and she answered immediately. "Qianqian? Mhm, sorry, Ah Wei suddenly came back and gave me a surprise. I can't go to the bar to meet you. I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow, hehe, hanging up now."

Mu Qingqing wanted to say something to her daughter, but the other side had already hung up. She snorted angrily and muttered, "Dead dog, letting lust make you forget your friends!"

"Nine minutes and thirteen seconds."

Wu Chen said indifferently.

"What nine minutes and thirteen seconds?"

Mu Qianqian, still in a rage, glared at Wu Chen, then froze and stared blankly. "In another nine minutes and thirteen seconds, he'll call you to tell you he can't make it."

This was what Wu Chen had said to her earlier.

Mu Qianqian suddenly hugged her phone with both hands, opened her call history, and quickly checked the incoming call time from her best friend: 10:16 PM. If you subtract nine minutes and thirteen seconds, that made it 10:07.

And Mu Qingqing had checked the time earlier; although not down to the second, it was indeed 10:07.

Mu Qianqian was completely dumbfounded.

"This, this, this is impossible!"

Mu Qingqing stared wide-eyed in a daze at Wu Chen.

With a thud, Wu Chen sat back down in his chair.

"Do you believe me now?"

Wu Chen asked with a smile.

"You—" Mu Qianqian had already drunk quite a bit of alcohol, but now she had sobered up from the shock. "You can foretell the future?"

"It's not foretelling the future. Let me reiterate: today is an endlessly repeating day for me. This isn't my first time meeting you, you—"

"Hmph! Fine, I get it."

Mu Qianqian suddenly seemed to figure something out.

"Do you know my best friend and team up with her to mess with me?"

"Me?"

"Forget it, I don't feel like saying any more."

Wu Chen smiled helplessly.

For a thousand years, throughout this endless span of time, Wu Chen had no idea how many people he had told about looping in the same day. Because waking up caused a reset, he spoke his mind freely without caring whether they believed him or not, but almost no one actually believed him.

Therefore, Wu Chen usually just spoke his piece. Whether the other person believed it or not didn't matter, nor did he need to over-explain anything.

"It really is you teaming up with my dog to trick me, and I caught you in the act, didn't I?"

Mu Qingqing started to feel smug about her own intelligence again. "Where did this little punk dare to come and stir up trouble?"

"Beauty, did she say you're ugly?"

"Do you need us to help you teach her a lesson?"

A group of people suddenly crowded around behind Mu Qingqing. They looked rakish and scummy, obviously a bunch of punks.

Originally, Wu Chen and Mu Qianqian's conversation hadn't drawn attention, but Mu Qingqing slamming the table and standing up had caught the notice of the punks in the bar.

At that moment, Mu Qingqing was quite pretty. Even though her makeup was heavy, her natural foundation could still be seen.

Wu Chen just didn't like heavy makeup, which was why he only gave Mu Qingqing a seven.

Having tasted too many women, Wu Chen's standards were extremely high, but to everyone else, Mu Qianqian was definitely a little beauty.

"How the hell were you talking just now, kid?"

"Did you say this beauty is ugly?"

"Beauty, is this punk harassing you?"

"Come have a drink with our boss, and we'll vent your anger for you."

A group of punks shoved and pulled at Mu Qianqian while cursing at Wu Chen.

"What, what are you people doing?"

"This has nothing to do with you! Do you know who I am?"

"Let go of me!"

Mu Qianqian pushed left and right; she understood what these punks were plotting.

Mu Qingqing now considered Wu Chen to be a friend of her best friend, making him naturally one of their own, while the punks were the harassers.

A sharp explosion startled everyone. One of the punks clutched his head and squatted down, blood streaming from his scalp.

"If you're gonna fight, fight. Why all the chatter?"

Wu Chen lunged forward, wielding the half-broken beer bottle. He struck so fast that the others only reacted after the man was hit. Holy shit, this punk dares to throw a punch!

Several punks rushed forward to gang up on Wu Chen. Wu Chen raised his hand and thrust straight ahead. Pfft, ah, my eye!

What Wu Chen held was half a wine bottle, and the jagged edge was extremely sharp. He directly gouged out the left eye of one of the punks, and blood spurted everywhere.

Wu Chen swept his hand back, slashing directly toward another punk's neck.

He was aiming to kill. He didn't care about killing, nor did he remember how many people he had actually killed. Anyway, things would reset, so it didn't matter.

That man reacted quite quickly and shrank back in fright, but he felt a chill on the back of his neck. When he touched it, his hand was slick with blood; although the cut wasn't deep, it bled a lot.

The group of punks was instantly suppressed—or rather, terrified.

They had never seen anyone strike as ruthlessly as Wu Chen.

No matter how fierce a character was on the streets, they wouldn't directly aim for someone's life. Serious injuries were small matters; crippling or paralyzing someone could be settled with money, but taking a life was a major issue.

The punks retreated step by step with terror written all over their faces.

Someone was killed?

Haha!

The bar instantly descended into chaos. Customers fled in all directions, and a few men at another booth not far away all stood up at once.

One of them, a long-faced man with a goatee, was the "boss" the punks had mentioned earlier; they had been together all along.

When Mu Qingqing slammed the table and stood up, he had noticed their corner and told his underlings to bring Mu Qianqian over first.

The long-faced, goateed man led his men over aggressively. Seeing one of his lackies with his eye gouged out and another with his neck slashed—the latter holding his neck with one hand while frantically punching his phone to call 102 because he was afraid he would bleed to death—he stopped.

The heavy hitters accompanying the goateed man were about to make a move, but he raised a hand to block them.

Wu Chen was very calm. Seeing the goateed man approach, he tossed the blood-stained half-beer bottle onto the table and sat straight down.

The long-faced, goateed man felt a bit intimidated inside. This young man was only in his early twenties yet attacked so viciously and remained so calm. He was either a lunatic or had a massive background, acting with total impunity—and neither type of person was easy to mess with.

"Hurry, hurry, get them to the hospital first."

The goateed man first instructed two of his underlings to take the injured thugs to the hospital.

As for the one whose eye was gouged out, his left eye was probably unsalvageable.

That was a minor issue; the main thing was the one whose throat was slashed. If he wasn't saved in time, things were going to get really out of hand.

"Liu Huzi, you've grown bold, causing trouble in a bar. Is that how your boss, Zhao Guai, taught you?"

Wu Chen looked calmly at the long-faced, goateed man and spoke.

"You know me?"

"And my boss."

Liu Huzi thought to himself.

Sure enough, Wu Chen knew everyone of note in the East Sea and all of their secrets.

Wu Chen knew everyone of any importance or status in the East Sea, and with a population of tens of millions, it was impossible for him to know everyone thoroughly, but he knew anyone who was the least bit unusual.

However, because time kept resetting and every day was a new beginning, Wu Chen did not have any connections, and those people did not know him right now, but it did not matter, knowing about them was enough, and getting to know them was a matter of minutes.

This is Wang Zhuangyuan's turf, you guys making trouble here for Zhaoguai, aren't you afraid of being sunk in the river to feed the fish?

Wu Chen said again.

Liu Huzi's expression changed, he had already guessed that Wu Chen might be a ruthless expert newly hired by Wang Zhuangyuan.

Wang Zhuangyuan and his older brother Zhaoguai had always been at odds, originally Beard generally would not bring people to Wang Zhuangyuan's venues, and even if he came he would not cause trouble.

But today Wang Zhuangyuan had an elder in his family having a funeral, the brothers under him had all gone over, and only ordinary security personnel were left in the bar, which was why Beard had brought people over to hang out.

Could this brat be someone Wang Zhuangyuan ambitiously hired to hold down the fort?

What road is this brother from?

Liu Huzi asked, his tone already quite polite.

Wu Chen met his gaze calmly and did not answer.

Don't say I didn't warn you, even if you are Wang Zhuangyuan's man, starting this heavy-handedly isn't within the rules.

Liu Huzi's tone immediately turned impolite again.

As for President Mao, he is at the hospital, if he isn't saved, even Wang Zhuangyuan won't be able to protect you.

Wu Chen grinned, picked up his phone, swiftly entered a number, and made the call.