New World: Crossing into the Immortal Realm with AI, Making an Entrance with Special Effects!
New World: "Traveling to the Immortal Realm with AI, Featuring Special Effects Upon My Entrance!"
Transmigration Mode: Protagonist Replacement, Complete Replacement, Original Protagonist Sent to the Ling Realm!
Seal: Completely sealed!
Unlocked: Plot Points met!
Aura: Infinite Passive Perverse Taste Mission Aura. I never expected to find such a bizarre aura in the aura list. It's already Fusion with the Protagonist system. Aura, please begin your performance!
"I've already time-traveled?" Ling Yi looked at himself in the mirror.
She still looks the same, just much younger.
Before he transmigrated, he was a middle-aged Uncle in his forties who was partially disabled.
After transmigrating, he became a 25-year-old crippled Xiao Qing.
Soul Transmigration, retaining the original body's memories.
"The original owner's mental fortitude is just too weak!"
The original owner of this body had drunk half a bottle of sleeping pills a day earlier and committed suicide.
This led to Ling Yi's Soul Transmigration.
There are many reasons why the original body self-destructed.
First, he discovered that his girlfriend had cheated on him, and it was a long-term affair.
They dated for three years, and he cheated on her for two and a half years.
In other words, the two only dated for a full six months.
For the remaining two and a half years, that so-called girlfriend was constantly cheating on him.
Good heavens, the red flag at home remains flying high, while colorful flags Piu-piu outside!
It's not just one tree, but a whole forest.
To put it bluntly, this woman is a slut; Ling Yi is no different from any of those other women outside.
They're all just this woman's ATM.
Second, collect the debt!
Over three years, the original owner borrowed money from more than a dozen online lending platforms to satisfy his girlfriend's extravagant demands.
There are seven credit cards.
I've applied to almost every bank that can do it.
Every month it's a cycle of robbing Peter to pay Paul.
Over three years, this guy accumulated a debt of 1.5 million yuan, including online loans and credit card debt.
Of the money he spent, less than 100,000 was on himself; the rest was spent on that woman.
That's not even the most tragic part.
The most tragic thing is that even if you sue, there's a high chance you won't get the money back.
That woman was clever; every time she asked for money, she would have the original owner of the body mark it as a voluntary gift.
The original owner actually foolishly marked it.
A debt of 1.5 million yuan is Little White urban professional earning just over 10,000 yuan a month.
The pressure was immense.
Third, the parents were in a car accident!
Two weeks ago, a sports car ran a red light on Ruyi Road in Dafeng City, causing a chain-reaction car accident.
More than 30 vehicles were involved in a chain-reaction collision.
Six people died on the spot, including his parents.
When the original owner returned after handling his parents' funeral, he found his girlfriend in his house, on his bed, with two trees Masai.
Under multiple pressures and blows, the original owner couldn't bear it for a while and took sleeping pills.
The original owner of this body died at 2 a. m., while Ling Yi transmigrated here at 6 a. m.
It's a time-travel story, but it feels like the beginning is a disaster.
"Besides the fact that I'm young and healthy, all I have left is a mountain of debt."
Ling Yi opened his phone and took a look.
It was full of debt collection text messages and phone calls.
Ling Yi immediately activated flight mode.
If it's not turned on, Ling Yi won't be able to withstand it either.
Damn, the phone hasn't stopped ringing since six in the morning.
Ling Yi received several calls; some were polite, while others started cursing right away.
This annoyed Ling Yi so much that he switched to airplane mode to finally get some peace and quiet.
"So, you've transmigrated, aren't you going to give you a cheat code? Just a plain and simple transmigration!"
Just then, a screen appeared in front of Ling Yi's eyes.
Yes, a semi-transparent, 16:9 phone screen.
But, it's just a screen!
What the heck?
Ling Yi reached out and grabbed a handful.
But nothing was touched.
Looking at the reflection in the mirror again, I realized that there was no such semi-transparent screen window in front of me.
Since it's not reflected in the mirror, that means outsiders can't see the screen.
Or, to put it another way, it's the image formed on one's own retina.
Only you can see it.
On the screen, garbled text appeared as if the screen was being refreshed, and the semi-transparent screen flickered intermittently.
Clearly, whatever this thing is, it doesn't seem to be very stable at the moment.
Ling Yi, staring at the semi-transparent, garbled screen, hastily washed his face.
Then he returned to the living room.
I sat on the sofa and started thinking about the future.
"First of all, the timeline of this world is 2009."
It was because of this timing that Ling Yi initially thought he Revive when he first transmigrated.
Because of the world's global structure, historical processes, social background, countries, and cities.
This timeline is almost identical to the one in my previous life.
The only difference is that the self in this world is completely different from the self in the previous world in terms of family, experiences, and social relationships.
"So, this is a Parallel World."
"Secondly, there's the debt problem." Ling Yi habitually reached into his pocket.
But they found they had touched nothing.
Then it dawned on me that the original owner of this body didn't smoke.
Ling Yi is a heavy smoker, the kind who can't stop at two packs a day.
He's a huge smoker.
But Ling Yi in this world doesn't smoke, drink, or get his hair permed!
He has almost no bad habits.
Aside from being love-obsessed, he has almost no other flaws.
"2009!" Ling Yi murmured.
He curled his fingers slightly, then got up, grabbed his phone, and prepared to go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes.
Ling Yi really wasn't used to not having cigarettes.
This isn't a physical dependence; it's just a habit I've developed after smoking for over twenty years.
It's a psychological addiction.
As for quitting smoking?
Why quit?
Ling Yi lived for over forty years in his previous life, but this was all he had to do.
"In 2009, e-commerce was just starting out, the concept of short dramas didn't even exist, and food delivery had only been around for a short time. A certain kangaroo company hadn't yet completely monopolized the market."
Ling Yi stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.
While fiddling with my phone, I turned airplane mode back on and then set up a mode that rejects unknown messages from unknown numbers.
Then I sent Bubble Chat and checked my phone balance.
Not bad, there's still over seven hundred yuan left.
We haven't reached the point of being destitute and unable to afford food.
"My online loans and credit card payments were only recently overdue, and haven't reached the point of affecting my credit score yet."
However, if the loan cannot be repaid within a short period of time, then a repayment process will be required.
At that time, loan collection agencies were quite ruthless.
Some of the more shady ones are really daring to go to people's homes and confront them, and may even resort to more extreme and illegal means.
Ling Yi had finally managed to transmigrate here, and he didn't want to be crushed by all this awful mess.
"But earning 1.5 million in a short period of time is not an easy task!"
Ling Yi had already reached the entrance of the residential area, and the semi-transparent screen in front of him had stopped flickering.
The scrolling text above is no longer gibberish, but has become regular code.
The code is being written incredibly fast.
Ling Yi looked on with curiosity.
This thing is most likely his cheat code.
I wonder what will happen after the code is finished.
Ling Yi bought a carton of cigarettes at the supermarket and returned home.
I just sat down on the sofa and lit One Cigarette.
The virtual screen in front of me flickered twice and then disappeared.
It reappears after three seconds.
Ling Yi was somewhat surprised when he saw the familiar interface on the screen.
"This is not..."