The moment Wen Yuhan entered a deep and dark slumber, he mistook it for his certain death because soon after, a strange voice began echoing in his head like a piece of a broken cassette.
[Ding!]
[You have successfully transmigrated to an alternate world: Pangu Realm]
[A new system: The Guardian of Twelve Flower Spirits is established based on the host's biggest regret from his previous life.]
[Welcoming gift: Affection Meter received. Now the host can see the percentage of others' affection toward him.]
[The first mission is still in progress... it will be sent soon.]
[Last note from the System Administrator: "After waking up, don't forget to give five stars in the rating section, and make sure to leave positive comments too! Enjoy your new life!"]
"...so noisy." The loud notification sounds echoing inside his head pushed Yuhan's sanity to the edge, and he ended up curling his body while covering his head with both arms.
He must have forgotten to turn on the silent mode on his phone again, creating this racket of notification sounds that disrupted his sleep.
However, less than a second later, Wen Yuhan opened his eyes wide and realized that something was wrong.
No, not just something. Everything!
He got up and quickly surveyed his surroundings. He was in a strange place that seemed entirely different from his previous world.
Yuhan, still having a little bit of consciousness to think about all these odds, began to sort them out.
First of all, his phone was broken, and he was too broke to take it to the counter. Then, the most important thing was that Yuhan remembered he had died!
Yeah, he had, without a doubt, been killed in those raging waves. No one strong enough could survive after being trapped inside them because the poison in the polluted waters was enough to kill someone's cells to their core.
So, what the hell was happening to Yuhan now? Did he go insane, hearing things inside his head?
[System Administrator's in-message: "Nah, kid, you just... have been transmigrated."]
And who the hell keeps talking to Yuhan inside his head?!
[System Administrator's in-message: "Well, uh, I'm Zhu. Your System Administrator. To make things simple, I work under the Mighty One to take care of your general affairs in this alternate world. You can say that I'm your personal assistant."]
Yuhan went silent for a few moments, swallowing the fact that he had been randomly resurrected in another world without his consent. He couldn't sue the God for twisting his fate and ask for compensation, right?
Still, why did it have to be him... out of anyone else?
Knock, knock!
"Ge... are you awake?" A small and delicate voice came from outside the door of the room where Yuhan now sat with a dumbfounded expression. "I... I made lotus seed porridge for you. It's still hot."
(Gege: means Brother, in Chinese.)
In the midst of the rush and confusion about what was really happening here, Yuhan took a quick movement as he lay on the hard bamboo mattress, putting on a weary expression. He also adjusted the damp cloth on his forehead before answering with a wobbly voice.
"Y-yeah."
The wooden door opened slowly and carefully, as if a slight push could break it into pieces. Even though Yuhan did not know who he was in this world or who that person behind the door was, he knew he woke up in a sickly body and must continue to act accordingly.
With a slow turn, Yuhan moved his head to the side and looked at a young girl who entered while holding a steaming bowl. He looked at her from head to toe. She was a beautiful young girl, he admitted it. With her proportional figure and small face, she looked almost like a water spirit.
"Yuhan-gege, how are you feeling today? Is your body still cold?" She approached Yuhan with a concerned look on her petite face. She had green eyes, like a pair of the finest jade, and those gems now stared at Yuhan's pale face.
Yuhan, who had never received any kindness in his life, felt rather strange in this shower of kindness.
He awkwardly nodded. "I'm fine. Don't worry."
What else was he supposed to say other than those two sentences?
However, the look on the girl's face did not seem satisfied; it became sadder. She held the bowl and tightened her grip on its lid. Her voice was shaky. "I'm sorry, Gege. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have fallen from the cliff and drowned in the river for a whole night. I-I was wrong. I'm sorry..."
A drop of tears fell from her cheek, and she started sobbing, but she quickly wiped it before it fell into the bowl and ruined it.
Yuhan was stunned. He did not know what had happened before, and he also did not know how to comfort a crying girl! He had been single until 37 years for a reason, you know!
[System Administrator's in-message: "Need a hand?"]
Right! He still had that weird voice calling itself an administrator or something. Let's just ask what happened and how to sort it out.
(Zhu, tell me exactly what happened.)
[System Administrator's in-message: "Alright, before you arrived in this Wen Yuhan body, the original Wen Yuhan died after trying to push his stepsister off the cliff because of a money problem. Wen Yuhan failed and instead slipped and fell before he drowned in the river from heavy suffocation."]
Once again, Yuhan was stunned. He did not know he was a complete bastard in this universe. He even tried to push his own stepsister because of some trivial matters?
[System Administrator's in-message: "That's right. The previous body owner was in huge debt at a gambling den and tried to sell all the precious things in their home. Their parents had died two years ago, and Wen Lianhua, his stepsister, suffered from Yuhan's harsh attitude and violence for almost two years."]
He was a bastard. This owner's body was a total scoundrel.
SLAP!
"Ge!" The young girl, later introduced as Wen Lianhua by Zhu, was surprised to see her stepbrother suddenly slap his cheek out of the blue, leaving a huge red mark in the shape of a human palm on it. Lianhua could not bear to witness her brother doing that and quickly held Yuhan's arms, preventing him from delivering another slap. "What are you doing, Ge?!"
Yuhan pulled his arms from Lianhua's grip and got up, looking down at the girl who sat on the edge of the bed with a calm expression as he retreated a few steps back.
Lianhua tilted her head. "Gege?"
However, what happened next was too shocking for her, even for Zhu, who was monitoring Yuhan's actions from behind the screen.
Without prior notice, Yuhan got on all fours and slammed his head hard on the stone floor.
"I'm sorry. I was wrong for doing that to you. Gege was wrong."