Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

long, long ago.

In the primordial chaos, legend has it that a god took yellow clay and created humans. With a wave of his hand, the heavens and earth appeared, and with a breath, verdant forests spread across the land. With a cry, all the beasts came out of their nests. He reached into the sea and stirred it clockwise, and the heavens and earth changed, giving rise to the four seasons. From then on, the world began its own lively and colorful existence.

The gods protect humankind, and as long as one prays sincerely, one can receive divine blessings—this is a well-known legend passed down from ancient times.

"Haha, you actually believe this legend? You're so naive!"

A group of girls sat together gossiping, naturally talking about a long-standing legend. Their tone was playful and clearly skeptical. Indeed, if one could see the gods just by praying, then there would be no ordinary people in the world.

She'd never seen a god, but she'd met plenty of lunatics, like her skinny boss.

After a day of laughing and joking, Bai Xin sat contentedly in a ride-hailing car to go home. She was a talkative person who liked to chatter. After getting in the car, she politely greeted the driver, thinking that she could chat to pass the time since she was still far from home.

But the driver didn't react for a while. Bai Xin felt embarrassed, but she could understand. Some people are introverted and not good at talking. Maybe that's why this driver chose this job.

He forced a smile and said, "It's alright, Uncle. You can drive. I won't bother you anymore. It's only right to concentrate on driving."

After adjusting her posture, she didn't dare to say another word. The driver didn't say a word, and if it weren't for the license plate number matching the last few digits of her phone number, she would have suspected that she had taken an unlicensed taxi.

Out of boredom, I opened my phone and started watching short videos. I happened to come across a funny clip and couldn't help but burst out laughing. I pursed my lips embarrassedly, almost forgetting that there was a driver next to me.

"Did you have a lot of fun today?"

A deep, weathered male voice rang out, startling Bai Xin in the silence. Realizing he was speaking to her, she politely replied, "Oh, you had a good time."

"That's right, young girls like you just like to go out and have fun, and you spend money recklessly without any sense of proportion."

As the man spoke, he glanced at her from head to toe. She had dressed up specially for today's outing with her girlfriends, and was impeccably dressed down to every single hair. She had a necklace, jewelry, a bag, and manicure—she was clearly a fashionable urban girl.

She frowned slightly; the man's words made her uncomfortable. Wary of his inexplicable agitation, she didn't say anything and explained softly, "Oh, I'm usually exhausted from work, and I only dressed up a little for a day off to go out and have some fun. It's just something I wore casually."

Something seemed to have triggered him, and the man suddenly slammed on the gas pedal, startling her so much that she gripped her seatbelt tightly, staring at him with a mixture of fear and confusion. "Damn! Is this guy crazy? Why is he so agitated? Is there something wrong with what he's saying?"

She felt uneasy, but she was already in the car and couldn't escape. All she could do was keep the man calm. The car was going faster and faster, and she could almost hear the engine roaring. The scenery around her was starting to blur. While trying to persuade him, she secretly sent a message to her best friend, asking her to call the police to save her life. She said that if she could get back, she would definitely burn incense and pray for him.

Who knew I'd encounter something like this while taking a bus? My luck is just too bad.

"Brother, think about your wife and children, think about your parents who are still waiting for you. It's not worth doing this."

She was racking her brains to find a way to survive. The driver looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. At that age, he had elderly parents and young children to support, and his family must be his Achilles' heel.

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was glared at fiercely, his eyes bloodshot and alarming. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel and increased the pressure on his foot.

He cursed and swore, "Hmph, that wretched woman, because she has no money, she took the child back to her parents' home saying she wanted a divorce. Those two old hags are completely biased towards their useless youngest son, why! Why!!"

Each sentence was louder and more excited than the last, but Bai Xin didn't dare to move at all. She wanted to curse him in her heart. "You're just out here causing trouble because you're unhappy with your own life. Damn it!"

He was emotional, turning his head from time to time to pour out his frustrations and grievances about life. His hands unconsciously loosened their grip on the steering wheel, making her heart pound. She wanted to reach out but hesitated for fear of upsetting him. "Uncle," she said, "that's life. Think more about the good times. There are still many beautiful things."

"Woo woo woo~"

The sirens blared as their reckless overtaking and running of red lights drew the attention of the traffic police. Following behind, the officers warned them to slow down, stop, and pull over. The sirens and the red and blue lights created a sense of pressure and tension, further escalating the driver's already strained nerves. He accelerated again after a brief pause, swerving sharply to the left, and muttered furiously, "It's worth it for a bunch of people to be my downfall! Haha."

Bai Xin's pupils dilated in surprise as she noticed a tanker truck with a bright red danger sign in the upper left corner. She immediately realized his purpose, suppressed her fear, disregarded the danger, and began to grab the steering wheel from him. Of course!

If it were just a simple car accident, there would still be hope for rescue, but if such a large tanker truck exploded, it would be questionable whether the body would even be intact. The choice is clear.

Clenching her teeth, she quickly scanned her surroundings to pinpoint the impact location. Time was of the essence, so she had to make a quick decision: the right-hand lane had low bushes in the middle, which would cushion the impact and prevent harm to others. Most of the people in the vicinity had already been dispersed by the traffic police.

The two began to grapple with each other. She stood up and grabbed the steering wheel, using both hands and feet. With the added pressure of life and death, she actually managed to overtake the driver. With the thought of "it's either you or me," she swerved the steering wheel sharply, throwing the point of impact towards the left door. It wouldn't be so easy to get her to take the fall.

What seemed like a slow process was actually just a blink of an eye for the traffic police who were intercepting it. The car, with its tires smoking, suddenly started to shake, then braked sharply, spun, and crashed into the median. Perhaps because the car was too old, the hood immediately popped open and started smoking as soon as it hit the median. As soon as the traffic police stopped, one of them with a sharp eye noticed a dark brown mark on the ground. At first, they thought it was a tire mark from rapid friction, but when they got out of the car, they smelled a pungent gasoline odor.

not good!

"Watch out! The car is leaking oil!"

When faced with a car accident, their biggest fear is an oil leak, because such a leak could explode at any time. If a large vehicle explodes, the people inside will not be able to escape, which greatly increases the difficulty of the rescue operation.

The next second, a flash of sparks from the explosion passed by, and intense pain swept through her body and then quickly subsided. Her consciousness also dissipated. Bai Xin felt like she was floating, her mind was hazy, and then the scene changed. She suddenly remembered the legend of the gods that she had talked about with her friend that afternoon.

Clinging to her last hope, she prayed solemnly in her heart.

"God, if you truly exist, please let me escape this undeserved calamity."

...

Before she completely lost consciousness, she heard a clear, smiling female voice say, "I will grant your wish."

? ?

Where did this girl come from?