Quick Wear: I'm Really Not a Scumbag

Zhang Ni only lived for three years after Chen Xuyan passed away. Even though she lived a good life, she still couldn't forget Chen Xuyan and often went to the temple to pray to the gods, but somehow the frequency of her dreams of Chen Xuyan became less and less.

"Ayan." She stretched out her hand and looked at the door, but there was no one there.

"Dad, grandma is calling you."

Chen Jianyan shook his head, but held Zhang Ni's hand. The child was a little confused but didn't say anything.

"Mom, Dad is here to pick you up." A line of tears flowed down.

He knew that his mother was not calling him, but his father, Chen Xuyan.

Chen Jianyan eventually reached unprecedented heights. He had three sons and one daughter, all of whom were well-educated and made their own achievements in various fields. Chen Jianyan continued Chen Xuyan's teachings, and none of his children prioritized money.

The eldest son went into business, the second and third sons into politics and the military, respectively. The youngest daughter enjoyed the arts and later became an actress. She later switched to directing, specializing in filming stories from that era. She doesn't actually have a deep impression of her grandparents; she learned many stories about them after she grew up, from adults, from family members, and from the letters they left behind.

She didn't film her own grandparents; she wasn't qualified to tell their stories. But she did visit many people from that era and, with their permission, made a film. After one film, she knew what she wanted to do, and she began traveling across the vast landscape of her motherland...

The following generations had different experiences, and just as Chen Jianyan had expected, the Chen family became leaders in various fields.

Nothing is more important than children pursuing their own paths. Just like him, he had many dreams. His mother said he was undecided, but his father assured him they were all feasible. Even though his own ideas were wildly imaginative, his father always had unwavering faith in him. At the age of fifty-four, he won the Nobel Prize, but his father was no longer with us, and the person who most shared in his joy was no longer with us.

Before his death, he was still harping on his father. Only his eldest son had the most profound impression of his grandfather. He disliked large gatherings or grand displays of respect, and even when walking down the street, people simply regarded him as a dignified grandfather. His greatest joy was sitting quietly by the side, watching them play, or listening to them share their stories from school.

That elegant yet powerful grandfather was unforgettable to anyone who met him. His home was filled with books, some written by him, others translated by him. Even in his old age, he was never idle. Before he passed away, a newly translated detective novel lay by his bedside. They later sorted it out and sent it out, marveling at his ability to always do his best.

Before death, people quickly reminisce about their lives, and Chen Jianyan was no exception. He recalled his father's poor health as a child, yet he would still lift him up with all his might, and the family would often sit in the courtyard at night to enjoy the cool breeze. He had endless questions, but Chen Xuyan always had the answers. He longed for the day his father would pay him his royalties, so he and his mother could go out for a big meal together, buy picture books and comic books, and even his new schoolbag. Even after getting many new ones, Chen Jianyan still couldn't bear to throw them away.

His childhood was happy, even though he had no money, but what Chen Jianyan wanted most was to go back to his childhood.

He had studied it for a long time and had countless dreams about the time machine, but he recalled his father's words and followed nature. He finally let go of his obsession and watched the children doing what they wanted to do. Chen Jianyan thought his father would definitely praise him.

He didn't know whether he had a past life or a present life, but if he did, he would definitely continue to be his parents' child.

When Chen Jianyan left, Chen Xuyan came, but no one saw him except Chen Jianyan. He still looked like his youth. Chen Jianyan thought he was dreaming, but he would rather not wake up from this dream.

Chen Xuyan touched his head as he had done when he was a child, and then held his hand. Miraculously, his pain disappeared, and his vision became clearer and clearer. Finally, he seemed to understand something, and closed his eyes with a satisfied smile.

Although the mission was completed, he still spent the last period of time with Zhang Ni and Chen Jianyan.

"It seems that you have great potential." The man in the suit praised Chen Xuyan. Although he tried his best to smile, the overly perfect smile made Chen Xuyan feel a little fake.

"You're too kind." He didn't dare take it seriously. After all, he had seen countless taskers being born and falling.

"If I had known you had so much potential, I might have let you try earlier." After several upgrades, the system's expressive abilities and emotional intelligence had practically reached near-human levels. However, one thing remained constant: loyalty to its master, and its core mission, which it would never compromise.

Chen Xuyan shook his head. He knew he was lucky this time. "The timing of my entry was good enough, so it went so smoothly."

If the transmission is to after she has remarried, it would be very difficult and he would not be sure that he could complete the task.

The resentment of Zhang Ni and Chen Jianyan has been eliminated, and their descendants are very powerful, even able to influence the destiny of the country. He has accomplished this task perfectly.

"The rewards have been distributed to your backpack. Everything is as you wish." The man in the suit smiled mysteriously.

"Oh, right."

"After you go in, many people know what the reward is, and they all choose to join the scumbag transformation group. So the difficulty will increase later, but they don't have any extra rewards." Human nature is greedy, but everyone has to pay the price for greed. The first one and the ones after are the same, so what's the fun?

The system is indeed cruel. These people have been cheated so many times but still don’t learn their lesson. But it doesn’t matter. It has nothing to do with him anyway, as long as it doesn’t affect his interests.

"I understand." Chen Xuyan nodded. After all, there was no need for it to kindly remind him that the difficulty had increased.

The man in the suit nodded. Humans vary greatly. Some are smart, some are dumb, some are polite, some are rude. But like his master, he prefers polite, intelligent people; after all, communication is easier.

"You will have a week's rest as before, and you can freely choose the small world you have visited before. But you cannot use your original identity, and you cannot do anything that violates the rules of the small world. Otherwise, you will be wiped out." Then the man in the suit turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

Chen Xuyan still cherished his rest time. He could enjoy delicious food, but he couldn't hoard things. He could only collect things when he was on a mission in this world. In the previous world, he had collected a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings, as well as gold, some rare medicinal herbs, and so on.

These are his resources, which will come in handy sooner or later. He doesn't like to redeem them. Although he doesn't use many points and can redeem them directly when he needs them, he still likes to collect them by himself.