Chapter 1: System Crash at the Start?
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September 2023, Shanghai.
Zhao Hao touched his head, looked at his surroundings, and then at his own appearance in the mirror, which was comparable to that of a great reader. He finally accepted his current situation: he had transmigrated!
He had transmigrated to a parallel world very similar to his original Earth, a world where neither the historical development process nor historical events had changed much.
He shook his head. Zhao Hao truly couldn't understand why he would transmigrate just from sneezing.
Although Zhao Hao had considered that the sneeze might have caused a spinal displacement, leading to complete bending and then immediate death, it was still too bizarre.
However, Zhao Hao didn't have many great qualities. Being open-minded, or rather, never making things difficult for himself, could be considered his biggest virtue.
He didn't dwell on it too much. After all, for a university student, a yawn could dislocate their jaw, so a sneeze causing spinal displacement, complete bending, immediate death, and then transmigration wasn't entirely unacceptable.
After all, since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. Transmigration wasn't something unbearable. Moreover, Zhao Hao was merely a struggling author in his previous life, so there was nothing he couldn't accept. Plus, his body after transmigration, aside from being a bit thin, was as handsome as Pan An, almost rivaling Wu Yanzu!
He was only a tiny bit short of a great reader. All in all, Zhao Hao had profited!
This wave was not a loss! A huge profit!!
The original owner of this world was practically a giant tea table, a prime example of a male protagonist from a certain website, laden with 'cups' (tragedies) and 'dishes' (dramas). His parents had passed away at a young age. Although a house was left behind in his hometown, it was merely an adobe house, just a plot of land, really.
It was only because this was reality and not a novel; otherwise, Zhao Hao felt it would be the author's dereliction of duty not to introduce an uncle or similar villain trying to seize the land.
Under such circumstances, the original owner, at a young age, took on all the responsibilities of the family. Although the family consisted only of himself, he had lost contact with relatives after completing the original household registration procedures.
Thanks to the villagers, who felt the original owner was truly pitiful, they would not hesitate to share a meal with him if they had food at home.
Simple, honest Chinese people would not begrudge a mouthful of food; money was a different matter!
Moreover, the original owner was sensible. Whenever he went to someone's house for a meal, although he couldn't bring grand gifts, he would bring green dates picked from trees, or wild vegetables from the fields. At the very least, he would actively help with chores after arriving, a forced sensibility born of necessity.
His youth could be described as growing up eating 'hundred-family meals' in the village. As for schooling, he only studied until high school and did not continue, simply because he didn't have the money to continue. After all, nine-year compulsory education only guaranteed schooling until junior high. But no matter what, the original owner had shed the label of being uneducated.
Afterward, at the age of 18, he came alone to Shanghai, this modern metropolis, intending to make a name for himself.
For the next two years, Zhao Hao could be said to have done everything: from laying bricks and plastering to building the country; from moving houses and cooking meals; to acting as a doorman and maintaining order!
He even worked as a delivery rider for two full years, but the result was that he collapsed halfway through his journey due to overwork, directly usurped by Zhao Hao, who came from Earth. It was truly tragic.
However, none of this had any relation to the current Zhao Hao. The only connection between the current Zhao Hao and the original owner of this world was this handsome face, comparable to Pan An (and readers), and a clean background with no social ties whatsoever.
As for other unsavory matters, there were none. One could only say that under such a disastrous beginning, it was quite miraculous that the original owner's personality, apart from being a bit introverted and timid, had no other bad habits!
Hmm... everything was great except for the lack of money!
That's right! Except for being poor!
Finding the original owner's phone unlock password in his memory, Zhao Hao skillfully located the world's payment software, WeChat, and opened the wallet interface. It clearly displayed Zhao Hao's entire net worth: 101.95.
A number that was quite headache-inducing, and also quite heart-wrenching. Zhao Hao also couldn't understand why a person who didn't gamble, smoke, or drink only had a little over a hundred! But Zhao Hao couldn't pull the original owner out to ask!
It was so frustrating!
The only good thing was that the rent for Zhao Hao's current residence had already been paid for one quarter in advance. Otherwise, Zhao Hao would have been afraid of sleeping in a park as soon as he transmigrated.
Even so, a very realistic problem was still before Zhao Hao: how to make money!
If he followed the various transmigration novels Zhao Hao had read in his previous life, the stock market would undoubtedly be the first choice for making money!
But! For Zhao Hao, it was completely useless. Not only did Zhao Hao not know which stock would rise or when it would rise, he didn't even know where the stock market's door was, let alone that he was now a complete pauper with no capital to start his stock market legend.
After much thought, Zhao Hao felt that if he didn't want to go to a factory and become a 'factory flower' (a handsome male worker), the only path left for him was to enter the Entertainment industry and become an idol. After all, the current Zhao Hao truly had nothing but his good looks!
Although the current Zhao Hao had the soul of a university graduate, his body was that of a junior high school graduate. As for talent? What is talent? Does one still need talent to be in the Entertainment industry now?
Thinking this, Zhao Hao felt that he was drifting further and further from the honor of being a 'factory flower.' What a pity! The 'factory beauties' in the factory would lose a 'factory flower' whose looks rivaled Pan An, Wu Yanzu, and readers—the three peaks of attractiveness in this world!
Thinking of this, Zhao Hao didn't hesitate at all and directly called out to the System! After all, what decent transmigrator doesn't come with a System nowadays!
"System?"
"Little System?"
"Little Ai Classmate?"
"Brother System?"
Perhaps unable to bear Zhao Hao's affectionate titles, the indispensable System for transmigrators finally appeared in Zhao Hao's mind.
'Ding! Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods and Ghosts Fear Entertainment System successfully online.'
"Haha! As expected, transmigrators must come with a System!"
Zhao Hao heard the familiar 'Ding' sound without any surprise. His path in the Entertainment industry became even clearer in his mind. After all, an Entertainment System, as its name suggested, was a System that helped its host become a superstar in the Entertainment industry.
'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods and Ghosts Fear Entertainment System loading....'
'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods and Ghosts Fear Entertainment System loading complete!'
'Newbie gift package being distributed....'
'As expected of my System, it even has a newbie gift package!'
'Newbie gift package distribution complete!'
'Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Gods and Ghosts Fear Entertainment System host determining....'
'Determining...'
'Host error....'
'Newbie gift package already distributed, cannot be revoked!'
'System emergency recall.....'
'Recall failed!'
'System emergency recall.....' * 10086
'Recall failed!' * 10086
'Determination cannot be revoked!'
'Entertainment System offline!'
'Wish you a pleasant life!'
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Looking at the various prompts constantly appearing in his mind, even Zhao Hao, who had been corrupted by the numerous tropes of 'Tomato' novels and considered himself immune to all poisons, was at a loss for how to complain about a System that went offline immediately upon coming online.
