Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

I am Bailiwu.

A child who is frail and sickly, yet grows up surrounded by love.

My mother said I was a treasure bestowed upon her by God, so I was different from other children. I'm not a three-year-old; I've known for a long time that I was sick.

I've been studying at home, watching other children play and have fun. Sometimes I wonder what I would do if I were healthy.

An idea gradually took shape in my mind, slowly, slowly...

The idea took shape, and then with his father's help, it sprouted and matured, and the game "Jianghu You" was born.

In the game, you can run and jump. I was once addicted to it, and I would feel a little lost when I returned to reality. I enjoyed the healthy body in the game, the thrill of fighting, and the popularity in the game.

The martial arts game that I conceived and helped design was well-received upon its release. I often browsed forums and online reviews of the game, and seeing everyone's praise for it made me secretly happy for a long time.

It still feels valuable to me.

The desire to live grew stronger with age, and during a heart attack, it acted as a lucky charm, protecting me. Fortunately, I lived to be 21, and I was both happy and greedily wanted more.

As my condition worsened, the doctor said I could have surgery now. Luckily, I got an appointment with one of the top heart surgeons in the country. My parents told me I would be fine soon.

But luck doesn't last forever. That night was the day before the surgery, and I couldn't sleep, so I started browsing forums on my phone.

The insults and accusations pierced my heart like needles. My heart was pounding so fast, my breathing became rapid and painful. The room was spinning violently, and everything around me was disappearing rapidly. When everything was gone, my world was left with only blackness.

In the darkness, my thoughts were racing, and my hearing became exceptionally sharp. I heard the sound of a door opening, a gasp, and hurried footsteps, before the sounds slowly faded away.

My mind is full of questions.

Will I die?

Will Mom and Dad be sad?

Is this what death feels like? Returning to solitude after everything fades into darkness.

……

I do not like.

The darkness was quiet when a sob broke the silence. Curious, I strained my ears and heard someone crying. It was a woman's voice, and a man was comforting her beside her. It sounded so familiar, but my sluggish brain couldn't quite place it. I felt inexplicably sad.

The operating room lights went out, and the doctor, with a sorrowful expression, said, "I'm sorry, we've done everything we could," officially announcing her death.

Baili's mother finally broke down, collapsing to the ground and sobbing uncontrollably. Baili's father didn't say a word, but held his wife in his arms. Only when tears slid from his eyes onto the back of his hand did he realize...

Tears were already overflowing.

……

Sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting a warm glow on her. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly as she heard a gentle female voice. Her chaotic thoughts gradually cleared, and she remembered.

That's my mother's voice!

She finally opened her eyes and looked around. She was in the hospital room, and her parents were standing by her bed. Tears streamed down her face. She was smiling, so happy. It was so good to be able to see this world again.

After confirming that everything was alright, Baili's parents took her home. Baili Wu looked around her familiar home, still feeling dazed.

Isn't she dead?

Is she dreaming?

After she died, she realized that the world was like a book, and everything was predestined. Her tragedy was just a plot device, and even her parents could not escape the fate of being mere tools.

She prayed that someone could change the injustice, and then someone appeared, avenging her and changing her and her parents' tragic fate.

Baili Wu doubted herself until she saw the golden mark on her forehead in the mirror. Only then did she realize that it was all real, that she was really dead, and that the girl she saw was real.

Her resurrection was real. After waking up, she was constantly worried, afraid that it was just her hallucination, and afraid that everything would suddenly disappear.

Very good!

Although she didn't know why she was able to return to this world, she was truly grateful to the girl who helped her.

After regaining consciousness, she cherished her hard-won life even more. Faced with online comments, with the support of her parents, she chose to report the matter to the police and bring those who spread rumors online to justice.

Based on her concept, she upgraded the Jianghu game and developed a low-spec version of the holographic game Xianxia, ​​which quickly received a lot of praise upon its release.

He had memories of developing holographic technology using the moon fog, and after many years of leading a large number of technical personnel, he finally succeeded.

The world has entered the holographic era.

According to her memory, she helped her father avoid company risks and helped her mother escape illness. Everything was thriving.

The only difference from before is that Su Qingqing did not participate in any of this.

She guessed it might be related to the moon fog.

"Little one, come and eat, Mommy made wontons."

Baili Wu composed herself, a smile playing on her lips, and ran towards her parents, giving them a big hug.

"I love my mom the most."

"My second favorite is my dad."

Confused, the host asked, "Why would the host give the collected luck points to the Heavenly Dao, just to give Baili Wu another chance to live?"

Looking at the happy family in the system space, Yuewu slowly spoke, "Just consider it as a reluctance to part."

She had felt the love of Baili's parents, but that love was Baili Wu's; she had only experienced it briefly.

He started repeating again, 'Reluctant, reluctant?'

Moon Mist found it strange; it had been asking questions more and more frequently lately, but it was different now, as if it had developed feelings for someone.

"Because I like it, I don't want to part with it, just like I like 66 and want it to come back."

It paused, then suddenly opened its mind, and emitted a white light. Before the moon mist could react, a white ball appeared in the light.

Is this an upgrade?

It flew onto Moon Mist and reached out its little hands to hug her. "Host, thanks to you, I was able to understand the true meaning of being a system and level up."

Moon Mist never expected such an unexpected turn of events. After upgrading, it could become a formal system and accept missions. It was time to leave, and it said goodbye to Moon Mist. It cheered itself up in its heart, determined to become a powerful system and save the injustices of the small world, just like Moon Mist.

While Su Qingqing was discussing with her agent about using Baili Wuren for publicity, a phrase suddenly came to mind: "Those who do good are treated well, and those who do evil are treated badly." She hesitated for a few seconds but still refused, believing that she could succeed on her own merits.

After a long day, she found it funny to think about what had happened recently. Su Miaomiao was interning at Chen's company and messed up several projects in a row. She was only able to stay because of her relationship with Chen Junhan, but she was eventually beaten up by his fiancée Qi Zhen and left in a sorry state.

The matter escalated, the Qi family broke off the engagement, Chen Junhan was held accountable by Old Master Chen and sent to a lower-level management position. She knew that Chen Junhan liked her, but for some reason, she hated him whenever she saw him.

After being fired, Su Miaomiao felt that she was not suited for clerical work and went to the design industry she loved. I heard that she is now an intern at the popular company Suixinli and is busy every day in order to officially join the company.

However, seeing that the two of them were not doing well made her happy, which was a kind of spice for her tired work.

In the system space,

"Wuwu, I want to eat too!"

Moon Mist comforted 66, "Kittens can't eat potato chips, but I can taste them for you."

66, still looking like an orange tabby cat, pounced on the bag of potato chips, crawled inside, and started tugging at Moon Mist.

Not long after Moonmist finished the first world, 66 returned. When System 00 found out that it had no points, it left 66 to work for it. It left early and returned late every day, and 66 was responsible for cleaning and guarding the house.

Seeing 00's big house, 66 became envious. To have such a house in the system space, it must be a system with a lot of experience. It actually pretended to be a newbie to deceive it. 66 was so angry that it ate all the snacks in the house.

However, System 00 doesn't eat snacks either, so I don't know why they bought so many.

Never mind, let's eat!!

After working for a month, its debt to System 00 was finally wiped clean. 66 was unusually embarrassed, so it just ate and drank in the house and didn't do anything else.

In short, 66, I'm back.

Moon Mist nodded to indicate that she understood, and quickly took the potato chips away. 66 jumped over and snatched them back, chewing away as she continued telling the story of the next world.

The next world won't be so simple.