QTIAD v1c1

TN: This is a System/Quick Transmigration/World-hopping BL novel.
Arc 1: Big Shot (20 chapters)
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Quick Transmigration: I'm Almost Dead
v1c1 - Big Shot (1/20)
Translated by gudetokki.

Ch1

There was a pit in Chen You’s life.

When he was a child, he went to the field with a group of village friends to steal watermelons and sugar canes; and while others slipped away, only he was caught every single time.

When at school, Chen You passed small notes around and the teacher looked closely at him.

When he reached the age of puberty, it was the time to fall in love and there were many couples in the class. Chen You couldn’t resist his turbulent heart and asked a female student out to the sports field.

Unfortunately, he chanced upon the teacher’s night raid on his first time, caught red-handed and criticized as a typical example in the class. He didn’t even get to hold hands.

Chen You was neither afraid of the heavens nor earth, but only afraid to cry, the reason was because he could not shed a tear. Who knew when he applied for the Film Academy, what he drew was a crying scene.

His university dreams died.

Chen You repeated his studies for a year and went to college.

In the winter of his freshman year, Chen You suddenly found himself starting to like watching other people’s bird.

Not only look, but also want to touch with both hands.

As he spurned himself, he sneaked around the major forums and by relying on a sunny handsome face, he smoothly hooked up with someone for a one-night stand.

After a dry self-introduction, it was time to inspect the goods.

Chen You found that he was not only a GAY, but also a pervert. He especially liked to watch birds.

The end of the world came just like this.

At that time, Chen You was extremely dispirited.

It was said that there’s a 10-Year Luck Phase changeover, he reckoned that the time had come.

As a result, he played games all night in an internet café, and when he got up, he felt dizzy and fell head-first on the keyboard. The next time he woke up, the whole world had changed.
　
The body was not his own and his mind was full of strange memories. There was also a system that called itself 444.

Chen You’s face was pale and his pupils dilated. This was not a change of luck, this was f**king running into a ghost!

Did he reincarnate in somebody else’s body?

He rolled over, face down, and lay on his stomach in a suffocating position.

The owner of this body was called Zhou Yi*, because he was born on Monday and his family name was Zhou, so he had this name.
*Zhou Yi = Monday.

Originally Zhou Yi’s family situation was pretty good, but when he was in his senior year of high school, his family company went bankrupt. His dad started eating, drinking, gambling, whoring, and finally committed the crime of rape and went to prison. His mom secretly ran away with a wild man.

That year, Zhou Yi’s life turned upside down, he dropped out of school, became the son of a rapist, prostituted himself, took drugs, and completely degenerated.

These days, there were as many gays as dogs and the market demand was huge. Naturally there were more people selling ass. The threshold was raised, the customers demanded more and had more tricks. Business became difficult.

At the age of 26, Zhou Yi was considered an old brother in this industry and could not compare with other fresh young boys. He had no money, suffered from drug addiction and finally committed suicide by swallowing drugs.

Chen You smacked his lips. It really deserved the old saying: there is no worst, only worse.

He had lived for nearly twenty years but had never come across this thing called luck, all along there were only pits.

The voice of the system suddenly popped up, "Ding, Mr. Chen, in your real world, you have died a sudden death."

Chen You said after a while, "That’s great."

He shouted at the air, "Hey, three 4s, you quickly let me go, let me find a good time to reincarnate."

444, "..." Three 4s, what the heck is that!

"Ding, Mr. Chen, after the mission is completed, you can return to the real world."

Chen You said without hesitation, "I give up."

The mechanical voice of the system sounded again, "Ding, Mr. Chen, are you sure you won’t reconsider?"

Chen You roared in his heart, "You f**king found laozi (your father) such a body, who is both a drug addict and a moneyboy, how do you want me to play?"

"Ding, it is random."

Chen You, "Hehe."

444, "Ding, Mr. Chen doesn't have to worry too much, your physical body has nothing to do with your soul. Besides, when the mission is completed, you will go straight to the next world."

Chen You’s eyeballs turned, that’s right, the soul is him.

After a while, Chen You calmed down, "What is the mission?"

"Ding, it’s to acquire evil points*."
*the value of evil thoughts.

Chen You didn’t understand, "What do you mean?"

444, "Ding. There are evil thoughts in everyone’s heart. Mr. Chen’s mission is to find the person with the highest value of evil points and take away the evil points from him by various means. By then, you will receive the mission completion prompt and the countdown to leave the world."

Chen You swallowed his saliva, "I can understand that, so the target is some kind of murderer, monster and psychopath?" Hmm that’s right, since the evil points are large, the target must not be a good person.
　
The system was inexplicably silent.

Chen You thumped the bed, clenched his teeth and asked, "Who is the target of the first world?"

"Ding. When the target appears, Mr. Chen will see the evil points value above his head, including his personal information."

"It sounds so novel, so exciting..." Chen You pulled his lips. "So brainless ah."

444, "..."

Chen You was impatient. "Do you have anything else to add?"

444, "Ding, Mr. Chen, since the clients in the lower zone are mostly novices, business is relatively busy. I may not be online often, please leave a message if you need something."

Chen You seemed to see his tragic future.

"Leave a message? Are you kidding me? If I were dying, I’d be rotten to the core by the time you come."

"Ding. There will be alarms for major events. Mr Chen can rest assured, unless there's an accident, I’ll appear in time."

Chen You, "What if there is an accident?"

444, "Ding, Mr. Chen, you need to take a deep breath and relax. You are too nervous."

Chen You sneered, "I’ll impart you a word, good-bye."

"Ding, looks like Mr. Chen’s math is not very good."

Chen You, "..."

The irritating voice finally disappeared.

Chen You pulled his face out of the quilt. It was dark outside and his stomach was growling in hunger.

The original owner’s saving was on the table, a total of 36.5 yuan. This month’s rent of 1100 yuan was due tomorrow.

Chen You felt that his luck had not only failed to change but had worsened.

He grabbed the small change, tidied up the dead man’s face and went out.

At the entrance of the neighborhood was a row of shops and banks, and on the roadsides were stalls selling food, clothes, necessities and so on. The smells of food mingled with human's voices.

With the little money in Chen You’s pocket, he glanced about and finally bought a stinky tofu for five yuan.

Just as he finished wolfing down his food, Chen You’s butt was grabbed by someone and a body came up to his behind. He happened to run into the original owner’s old customer.

"Little slut, I can smell your foul smell from far away."

Chen You’s stomach churned listening to that lewd laughter. He wisely didn’t turn around, the five yuan would be wasted if he vomited the stinky tofu.

On the big street where people come and go, the man was shameless enough to come up and rub against him, and gasping, "What’s that smell?"
　　
Chen You leisurely said, "Stinky tofu."

"F**k, no wonder it stinks." He covered his nose in disgust and ran away in small quick steps. Chen You spat.

He wandered aimlessly on the street and swayed to the place where the original owner used to work - Gold.

There were people coming and going, most were cuddling and embracing, and all were men.

Chen You entered and thought about picking up something to eat and borrowing some money from the original owner’s fellow townsman to pay rent.


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