Chapter 2 – Died at Age Three

When Su Hao woke up again, he found himself as a little boy over one year old. His family ran a pharmacy in the city, living a comfortable life.

This brought him a sense of relief.

“Fortunately, luck is on my side. This time, I will definitely…”

Wait!

Su Hao immediately realized something was wrong.

Attributing such coincidences to luck was understandable once or twice, but every time? That wasn’t luck anymore; it was inevitable.

Su Hao fell into thought. The more he thought, the more terrifying it became, and the more he thought, the more he trembled.

The Pinball Space carried his consciousness aimlessly wandering. Where it would go next was unpredictable; it could end up anywhere.

In other words, it is possible for Pinball Space to bring Su Hao’s consciousness into a child over two years old, but the universe is too vast, too vast for humans to imagine, so this possibility is infinitesimally small, so small that no one would think it would happen.

But the most magical thing is that as long as time continues to move forward, any possibility, no matter how small, will eventually become a reality in the distant future, it is bound to happen.

So, in theory, as long as Pinball Space keeps wandering, Su Hao will definitely find a new vessel for his consciousness.

Su Hao didn’t feel the slightest bit of excitement; instead, he was filled with deep fear.

How long is the interval between each of my awakenings? A thousand years, ten thousand years, a million years, tens of millions of years…

Perhaps even longer!

This length of time exceeded Su Hao’s imagination.

Under such a long period of time, each reincarnation of Su Hao seemed incredibly precious. This was a small probability obtained at the cost of endless time.

He resolved to adjust his mindset and live through this life properly. In all the time he had been able to think before, he had only lived to the age of thirty, which was far from enough.

For the next two years, Su Hao cherished his life very much, acting cautiously and meticulously, always prepared to pack up and flee at any moment.

The primary principle of all his actions was self-preservation.

He also tried to gather basic information about this world from his surroundings.

This was a martial arts world, where martial arts, or “Thought-power,” truly existed.

Su Hao personally witnessed from his own window, masters chasing each other on rooftops at night, with sword light flashing and sword shadows dancing. A seemingly light sword strike could cleanly slice a large pillar in two. There was absolutely no mistaking it.

This also made Su Hao feel a sense of danger, while simultaneously nurturing the idea of becoming a martial arts master in the future. Roaming the world with a sword and punishing evil was his childhood dream.

Unfortunately, he didn’t seem to have any opportunities to access martial arts manuals, nor could he find anyone to become his master. His family merely ran an ordinary pharmacy.

Su Hao was not discouraged. He was still young and believed that one day he would succeed.

A year later, Su Hao was five years old. His family treated a female martial artist who was injured. Who would have thought that after the female martial artist recovered, fearing that Su Hao’s family would leak her whereabouts to her enemies, she ruthlessly massacred Su Hao’s entire family to silence them.

Su Hao did not escape this fate either and was once again taken by Pinball Space into the depths of the universe.

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Upon waking again, he became a toddler boy, one and a half years old, the eldest son of the family. He was doted on by everyone, and his family held considerable influence in the area, making it impossible for outsiders to harm him. This time, Su Hao learned from his painful experience and was determined to survive by any means necessary. Six months later, the concubine taken by his father gave birth to a half-brother for Su Hao, and then he was drowned in a fish pond by the concubine. This time he didn’t even reach two years old.

…

Su Hao regained consciousness again. This time, he was a two-year-old little girl in a near-modern world. The technological products had not yet completely burst forth. Black and white televisions, radios, and tricycles could already be seen in the streets and alleys. He believed that in a short time, it would reach the level of Earth’s 21st century. He could be a top student in this world, copying books, songs, and movies; it wasn’t impossible to live a carefree life.

As for becoming a little girl, Su Hao didn’t mind it at all. As long as he could live well, that was the greatest happiness. Two years later, a sudden war broke out. Before Su Hao could even go to school and become a top student, he was killed by a grenade that fell from the sky.

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Su Hao arrived in a Xianxia world and encountered demonic cultivators practicing evil arts, leading to the massacre of the city. Age 3, deceased.

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In a Magic world, the city was breached by orcs, resulting in a massacre. Age 2 and a half.

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The ancient world was washed away by floods. He was 3 years old.

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After experiencing many worlds and trying various ways to die, Su Hao found that life was too fragile. A young child goes through all sorts of things during growth. Regardless of whether the accidents were big or small, just one could cause a child with no self-preservation ability to die prematurely.

This made him realize how much effort his parents had put in to ensure he could grow up smoothly in his previous life on Earth.

…

Opening his eyes once more, Su Hao reviewed his past premature deaths in his mind, carefully analyzing the reasons for not growing up successfully after many attempts.

“One is the harsh world environment.

Second is the unstable social environment.

Third is the lack of attention from parents, unable to provide sufficient protection.

Fourth is being too young and lacking self-preservation ability.”

For Su Hao to survive smoothly, he had to overcome the hurdle of childhood and find ways to protect himself. The world environment and social environment could not be changed. What he could do and strive for was parental attention and improving his self-preservation ability.

Self-preservation ability could be overlooked; a three or five-year-old child doesn’t need strong self-preservation skills. Just being vigilant and cautious in everything would suffice.

So, what he could do was to gain his parents’ attention and use them to protect himself.

“This time, I won’t die for some inexplicable reason. I must…”

At this point, Su Hao quickly shut his mouth. He had said such things in previous lives, but each time he died, as if under a curse. After saying it, he couldn’t escape the shadow of death.

After contemplating his strategy, Su Hao began to consider his current situation.

This was a world of modern civilization, having entered the age of information technology. Smartphones were in every household, and various vehicles bustled along the streets, almost indistinguishable from the big cities in Su Hao’s previous life.

He was born in a country similar to China on Earth. His name in this life was Luo Zhaohui. He lived in Beizhou City, a second-tier city. His parents were ordinary office workers. His father, Luo Shengrong, was a home designer. He was tall and broad-shouldered. Before marriage, he was a bit handsome, but after marriage, his weight continuously increased, and he had become a greasy middle-aged man. His mother, Huang Shujun, was an elementary school math teacher. Since giving birth to Luo Zhaohui, her complexion had visibly aged.

Luo Zhaohui was the only son of the couple. Busy with work, they had no plans for a second child and were very devoted to Luo Zhaohui. However, Luo Zhaohui had been sickly since birth, causing the couple much anguish. Spending money was one thing, but they mainly felt sorry for their son, who had to go to the hospital every few days at such a young age.

Just as the couple brought the drowsy Luo Zhaohui home from the hospital, Su Hao took over his body.

The couple did not notice their son’s abnormality.

After putting the pretending-to-sleep Su Hao on the bed and covering him with the quilt, Huang Shujun quietly exited the room.

At this moment, Luo Shengrong walked over, hugged his tired wife, and after a moment of hesitation, said, “Shujun, why don’t we have another child!”

Hearing this, Su Hao’s heart grew cold. Had he been abandoned so soon after transmigrating?

(End of Chapter)