“Young lady~ Did you drop this gold tempered glass screen protector, or this silver tempered glass screen protector?”
A soft voice came from behind, causing Xia Youzhi to turn her head in confusion.
She saw a man in ancient attire, with squinted eyes, standing in front of her, which instantly stunned her.
“River… River God?”
“That would be me!”
“No, what’s going on now? What exactly happened…?”
Seeing a cartoon character from ‘One Hundred Thousand Bad Jokes’ standing before her, her CPU nearly smoked.
Just as she was about to step forward to ask for an explanation, her vision suddenly brightened, as if she had entered another world.
Suddenly, she was looking down at this world from a third-person perspective, and the scene gradually zoomed in on an overpass.
She saw herself setting up a stall to sell tempered glass screen protectors, busy and fulfilling. On closer inspection, a phone on the table was playing Naruto.
As the scene progressed, time moved to late night. A fierce-looking uncle with a few subordinates walked up to her stall.
Without a word, he violently overturned her stall, and tempered glass screen protectors scattered all over the ground.
She saw herself standing fearlessly on a stool, holding her phone and arguing loudly with them, making a gesture as if to call the police.
The situation gradually escalated into a fierce quarrel. During this, she was violently shoved, lost her balance on the stool, and fell directly over the railing, along with some phone tempered glass screen protectors, into the traffic.
She didn’t want to watch the rest of the scene; it was too bloody.
So this is a death replay? Then why do I still have consciousness?
The scene gradually disappeared. Xia Youzhi looked at the River God in front of her, her heart full of questions, and asked blankly.
“Why aren’t you staying in the water and what are you doing here?”
The River God smiled and replied, “Busy traffic is also water~”
He appeared! The Conceptual God!
“Then… what’s my situation now? Am I… dead?” Xia Youzhi asked cautiously.
She felt as if her body no longer existed, only her consciousness was drifting. Perhaps she had already become a wisp of a soul.
“Oh dear~ I almost forgot about the important matter.”
The River God tucked the tempered glass screen protector back into his pocket, then rummaged through his clothes, pulled out a laptop, and opened it in front of her.
He… he’s quite professional?
“The number of deaths in this area has exceeded the limit. If one more dies, my KPI for this month will be gone, and you just happen to be the one who exceeded it. Congratulations~”
“Is that so… What’s there to congratulate about that?!”
Her soul roared in protest. If she had hands and feet right now, she would definitely go up and smash that smiling face of the River God.
“Don’t get excited yet~ What I mean by congratulations is that you can be reborn.”
“Great River God! Is that true?”
Hearing that she could be reborn, Xia Youzhi quickly discarded her disrespectful thought from earlier and immediately slid on her knees, clinging to the River God.
“Actually, it’s like this…”
Suddenly, a phone call interrupted the River God’s next words. He slowly raised his phone and gently pushed Xia Youzhi away:
“Excuse me~ I have a call from my superior~”
Xia Youzhi reluctantly agreed, her gaze fixed on his phone screen. What she found familiar was not the four characters ‘Lady Nuwa’ written on it.
But the phone’s tempered glass screen protector, which looked more and more like the one she sold.
“Hello~ Lady Nuwa, I’m on a business trip right now. Oh, oh, I’ll be right back~”
Watching the River God hang up the phone with a smile, Xia Youzhi quickly pressed, “Are you leaving? What about me? Can I still be reborn?”
“My assistant will explain the details. I’ll send you to the next world now. May we meet again~”
“Wh… Wait!…”
Xia Youzhi, who hadn’t yet understood the situation, suddenly saw a large vortex appear in front of her. She was being slowly and uncontrollably pulled into it.
Instinctively, she wanted to resist, but alas, she was now merely a wisp of a ghost, completely without strength.
She watched herself being drawn into the vortex bit by bit, gradually losing consciousness.
.......
Gurgle… Gurgle…
The biting cold all around, coupled with her nasal cavity filled with a large amount of water, made Xia Youzhi certain that she was currently in a river.
That rogue River God actually just threw her into the river like that!
She roared internally, flailing her limbs wildly, and suddenly remembered that she was actually a landlubber!
It’s over, it’s over, she’s going to die again! River God, you just wait for me, even as a ghost, she won’t let him off!
Just when she felt like she was about to perish, a large hand picked her up like a chick.
“How could you be so careless and get yourself into the river?”
“Cough cough cough… cough…”
Shiratori Chichao, who had been lifted onto the riverbank, gasped for fresh air. After a good while, she began to examine the person in front of her.
A head of spiky white hair, red markings under his eyes, and the distinctive forehead protector with the character for ‘Oil’ printed on it.
“Pfft — — — —”
She felt like she had spewed out almost all the water in her stomach, and the one who got sprayed directly was none other than Jiraiya, one of the Three Sannin.
What kind of international joke is this! Ji… Jiraiya?… Hokage?!
In an instant, a flood of memories burst forth in her mind.
Shiratori Chichao — that was her name.
A classic unfortunate family beginning, saved by Jiraiya during his travels.
Her mother, with her last breath, entrusted her to Jiraiya, asking him to find her grandmother who lived in Sunagakure in the Land of Wind.
As for the details, the memory was very blurry, she couldn’t even recall the scenes, but none of that mattered.
What mattered was that she had been reborn and transmigrated, and she was in the world of Naruto!
Jiraiya vigorously wiped his face, then suddenly burst out laughing.
“Hahahaha, excellent! Very spirited!”
Chizhao scratched her head a little awkwardly, smiling sheepishly, “I’m sorry…”
As soon as she finished speaking, Chizhao was startled. Such a tender voice, could she still be a little kid?
She examined her palms and her figure, and indeed found herself to be an inexperienced young girl. Looking at her reflection in the water, she blindly guessed she was no more than 4-5 years old.
A large hand rested on her head, and a voice came from above, “It’s good that you’re alright.”
Chizhao nodded blankly, her gaze fixed on the gently smiling Jiraiya above, feeling a sense of unreality.
“Achoo~”
A sneeze suddenly escaped her.
Jiraiya quickly formed a hand seal, and a ball of flame enveloped her wet body, then suddenly dispersed, making her instantly warm and dry.
“Amazing!”
Chizhao exclaimed, “I don’t think I’ve seen this move in the anime.”
“Let’s go. After crossing one more desert, we’ll reach Sunagakure. You’ll be safe there.”
Right?! Sunagakure?
A lonely red figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
But she wasn’t clear about the current timeline, she had to find a way to figure it out first.
“Then let’s set off now! Pervert… No! Lord Jiraiya!”
Chizhao climbed up from the ground, dusted off her clothes, and flashed a faint smile.
Jiraiya stood up, hands on his hips, a smile on his face, “Yosh, let’s go!”
Along the way, Chizhao followed behind Jiraiya, and through casual probing, she learned that the current timeline was five years after the Nine-Tailed’s destruction of the Village.
So it seems that the clumsy red-haired kid must have been Long Ye!
In summary, this world was still following the main storyline, the only difference being the addition of her, who had no relation to it?
As Chizhao was thinking, she felt something squirming at her collar. She pulled it out and saw it was a palm-sized turtle.
“Hello, I’m the River God’s little assistant. It’s a pleasure to serve you.”
“Ass… Assistant…?! ”
