Novel Vol. 1

Episode 1 When I opened my eyes again, a strange ceiling greeted me. My body was ridiculously small, my limbs chubby like lotus roots. A gentle female voice spoke in a language I didn't understand, but the care in her tone needed no translation. I was dead. My heart finally gave out after 72 consecutive hours of overtime. Then I was reborn. As a baby. This wasn't a dream. I could clearly feel hunger, the discomfort of a wet diaper, and the angle of the sunlight slanting through the window. A system prompt echoed in my mind: "Reincarnation complete. Host will retain past life memories but cannot directly use modern knowledge." I cried. Not from hunger, but from despair. To be reincarnated with 35 years of corporate slave memories, yet unable to use that knowledge to change my fate. This wasn't a reward; it was a punishment. My mother picked me up, humming a lullaby. I grasped her finger and suddenly remembered – in my previous life, I hadn't even dated. This time, at least let me live properly. (To be continued) ---