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Moments before falling to his death, the Qing Jing Peak lord let out a breath he didn’t know was holding.
Screaming and gasps can be heard by him but Shen Yuan was too busy dying to actually care. He just hoped that Airplane had already casted the spell to the soul array - to transport his soul to the mushroom body. Shen Qingqiu, formerly Shen Yuan, has exactly three breaths before his soul completely disperse. They both had been rehearsing for this exact moment for years now, nothing would go wrong, right? RIGHT?????
The last thing that Shen Yuan expected was his plan failing. He thought that he and Airplane had nailed it down from the moment he self-detonated.
Everything WAS going to plan until the part where he actually dies. One moment he was falling off a building after self destructing, the other was finding himself in the same abyss he was in after eating expired yogurt and then dying.
System! System! Are you there!?!?!??
[OBNIPugO*tihofg*)&YUIOGo98yhpg-8yuig*op&T98h{(UG786f98hibG807T98HOU…]
Shen yuan cussed out the system internally and started to panic. Loud blaring noises started to play, similar to when he acts OOC. This went on for only god knows how long until the system’s google translate voice starts.
[ERROR ERROR ERROR]
The blaring abruptly stopped and Shen Yuan was left in a confused state.
[ System apologises for that!! (,,>﹏<,,) ]
Tell me where I am now. Why didn’t my soul go into the mushroom body??
[ To answer Host, Host would need to spend 500 B-Points!]
Shen Yuan’s jaw dropped. He was going to start violently puking out blood.
5-500 B-POINTS?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IT TAKES ME LIKE 6-7 MISSIONS JUST TO SCRAP BY 100 AND YOU’RE TELLING ME 500??
[Does Host want to purchase or not? (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)]
FUCK NO, NOT WITH YOUR HEINOUS PRICINGS NOW SHUT UP.
The blue screen was then closed immediately by a fuming Shen Yuan. He was going to figure it out himself! No need for some stupid system that charges absurd prices for just a slight hint of whatever is going on.
Did Airplane-bro even cast the soul array!?! I swear, that idiot is as useful as writing a 6666 chapter book full of just straight of porn!
Just thinking about Proud Immortal Demon Ways by Airplane Shooting Up Towards The Sky, makes Shen Yuan’s blood boil. (He’d rather get turned into a human stick than to admit that he actually missed that world but oh well)
[System transporting… System collecting data ... System update… Update complete!].
Huh? Why’s there a random update- Blinding white lights dig straight into Shen Yuan’s eyes. “Ughhh” Shen Yuan groaned.
The system chirped out, [Host is now in a different universe. World not identified yet because of an error]
Why am I suddenly in a whole different universe? How am I supposed to get more B-Points if I'm not even in the same world as Lou Binghe??
[Don’t worry host! System will send out small side quests that give out points! Also just so Host knows, a new feature has been added for best experience for user because of the error: Introducing the new “Shop” feature! Tailored specifically for user’s use for convenience. Would you like to see the Shop?]
Nah, not yet.
[Ok, host could view the shop at any time. Just say “shop” and system will pull it out.]
Where am I..? Shen yuan thought as he squinted and closed the system tab, still adjusting to the new mysterious setting. After fully opening his eyes, Shen yuan was in shock; he was in a room, an almost perfectly replicated copy of his old apartment– books, posters, and a closet that had many random clothes piled on top of each other (there was a neat stack on the side of the closet.). Except there was something that was drastically different, one side of the room was junk that was piled up, the other was neat and tidy looking like those house magazines. The comparison was like night and day – extremely laughable. Shen Yuan’s first thought was Was that all just a dream??. N-No..that's impossible..everything felt so real..no way was that all a dream.. W-what about all my injuries? What about with-out-acure? I did ALL of THAT just for it to all be just a dream?
When he was still pondering, he didn’t notice he was on a bunk bed where another figure stirs. He didn’t even seem aware of the breathing sound coming from the top of him. A head pops over the top bunk, their eyes seem to be as of those as a cat’s–overly aware and cold, with hints of black and green.
Shen Yuan felt a cold piercing stare coming from the ceiling. His eyes drifted towards the stare– eyes meeting–Shen Yuan’s own widened a bit, surprised by the face that greets him.
“A-yuan,” the face that looked almost like a mirror image of Shen Yuan’s own face, calls out. Shen Yuan stares with his mouth agape, brain malfunctioning. Shit! What do I call him and who is this person?! Also how does he know my name?? WHYS THERE A COPY N PASTE OF ME IN MY ROO- A soft, tender, somewhat familiar, female voice broke through Shen Yuan’s thoughts while also answering some of the questions he was thinking about. Shen Yuan silently thanked the women because he didn’t know what to say to the person.
“A-Yuan, A-Jiu! Rise and Shine! It's time to wake up!” was what the female voice said.
Shen Yuan froze.
That voice..why does it sound so much like my own mom?
The “A-Jiu” person grunted an answer, making his way down from the top bunk while Shen Yuan was still in a daze. “Get up, there's things to do,” “A-Jiu” said sharply, sounding too mature for a kid. After a moment, he snapped out of it and remembered that he also had to answer. Reluctantly, Shen Yuan said, “C-coming!”. While “A-Jiu” was changing in the corner of the room, Shen Yuan tried remembering the past of this body. Blurry images passed by but nothing really gave him any clues. The only memory he clearly remembers from this person was that “A-Jiu was Shen yuan’s twin brother, there was a Jiu-ge (where Shen Yuan could safely assume that is was Shen Jiu/A-jiu), they were both 12, and they currently resided in a large apartment building with their parents. Shen Yuan didn’t bother changing out of his sleep wear, an embarrassing miku shirt and a pair of shorts, but Shen Yuan didn’t mind, he was used to wearing embarrassing things. A-Jiu shot him a mildly disgusted glare as he walked out of the room, typical A-Yuan, too lazy to even change out of his sleep wear, so improper. Shen Yuan caught the glare but he noticed a subtle hint of affection. He weirdly reminds me of er-ge… Shen Yuan shook his head and walked out of the room.
Through the hall and into the kitchen, Shen Yuan navigated towards the dinnertable. Five chairs surround the table, 3 already occupied. This body’s Shen Yuan’s parents looked so much like his parents from his other life. A pleasant smell emitted from the table, making his stomach grumble. Shen Yuan got nearer and nearer until the food was able to be seen. Buns stacked on top of each other invited Shen Yuan to sit, but Shen Yuan just stared in horror. Eating the thing that killed him made Shen Yuan very scared to eat. He just stood there staring at them, for a good moment no one spoke. Until, the Shen father coughed awkwardly to break the silence. “Are you not eating again?” Shen Yuan’s father asked. That was awkward, luckily the previous owner of this body wasn’t a really big eater. “Y-yeah,” Shen Yuan says stiffly. Instead of telling him that he should eat, Shen Yuan’s father just sighed and continued to eat. Shen Yuan’s mother just got up and made an egg sandwich for an alternative. Shen Yuan thanked her and let out a sigh of relief because he wasn’t forced to eat buns.
As he sat down to eat , the door suddenly sounded.
*knock Knock*