The present time is July 14, 2024. This book has surpassed one million words, so it can undergo a million-word multi-title experimental recommendation. Thus, I began to try the recommendation mechanism of this B-grade stuff, and then thought of titles that were somewhat more in line with the theme, such as "A Person with Chuunibyou, Protecting the World by Drawing Lots," "Even Chuunibyou Must Protect the World," and "Forced to Fight the Main God While Desiring a Peaceful Life."
What was the result? After starting the experiment, what did it give me?
"Even Demons Have Chuunibyou."
To be honest, I didn't write this title at all. So, in the dead of night, at 1:30 AM, I, the author, broke down, completely overheating. I specifically write this here to declare my innocence. This title... I really didn't come up with it...
(Hello, can I help you? What? You're asking about brain storage? I'm sorry, there's no such thing here. Please keep your brain safe and have a good day.)
And then... a reminder upfront: I found someone who thought I was going to break up a couple... Let me clarify, I will not break up a couple! No breaking up! No breaking up!!
Spring has always been a beautiful season.
Only for Fang Wuwei, it wasn't... at least not this spring.
Fang Wuwei stared with his red right eye at the bustling crowd outside the window, the cherry blossoms falling from the sky, and felt the unfamiliar language and knowledge in his mind, only experiencing a slight headache.
He didn't expect to transmigrate, but he did hope to transmigrate... If you ask why, it's just that his previous life was a complete loser.
In his past life, Fang Wuwei's family was ruined; his parents died prematurely in a fire when he was young, and he, alone, brought up his sister, who was five years younger than him, relying on the inheritance left by his parents and some compensation money, barely surviving and enduring many hardships.
For all these years, Fang Wuwei had been working hard to live, and to give his sister a better life, he literally risked his life studying and working until he graduated from university. His excellent work ethic earned him a relatively high-paying, stable job. Fang Wuwei always felt that life had finally turned a corner.
Just when he thought life was starting to get better, fate fully demonstrated its unfairness.
His sister fell in love, and it was with a scumbag. Blinded by love, she desperately wanted to be with him, only to end up losing everything, both her person and her money, while the scumbag disappeared without a trace. Yet, Fang Wuwei didn't think there was anything wrong; he had always doted on his sister, even when this time she spent all of his savings from years of work and even owed several huge debts.
But unfortunately, his sister didn't think so. She committed suicide while Fang Wuwei was out working, leaving only a suicide note full of remorse and guilt.
At this point, Fang Wuwei's world collapsed.
Six years had passed since his transmigration. For these six years, Fang Wuwei had been living in a daze, merely going through the motions like a machine, seeing no end to life, no hope. The only obsession supporting him was to find the scumbag from back then. Fang Wuwei swore he would tear him to shreds! This was also why he didn't want to transmigrate; he hadn't found him yet.
However, Fang Wuwei had always hoped in his heart to start a new life. He also hoped he could move past this obsession, but every day he opened his eyes, he saw the same familiar ceiling, and life felt hopeless. Even though the money owed had long been repaid during these six years, he had long forgotten what money was, what life was.
Until one day he opened his eyes and saw a different scene.
An unfamiliar ceiling.
What the heck is going on?
Even now, several days later, Fang Wuwei hasn't fully recovered, but he has accepted the fact that he is now just a Japanese male high school student, as well as the not-so-active system in his mind.
Although Fang Wuwei was somewhat regretful that he couldn't go back to take revenge on that scumbag, an indescribable sense of joy uncontrollably welled up in his heart. Perhaps, he could finally put down the burden of many years, live happily once more, and feel the warmth of a home again.
However, his face quickly darkened again... his current self in this world was also an orphan! This time, he didn't even have a sister!
Fang Wuwei sighed deeply. He had been alone for so many years and had managed, so it didn't make much difference.
Today was his first day of school. From the present, he was a pure Japanese male high school student. He used to have nothing, and what remained to prove his past life, accompanying him through transmigration, was only his still incredibly handsome face and this name he was unwilling to abandon—Fang Wuwei.
Now, his name is Dongfang Konghong, a student in Class 4, First Year, of Private Ginkgo High School.
Fang Wuwei finally put on an eye patch over his right eye, walked out of his house, and took one last look back at the strange stone carving leaning against the wall in his home, then silently left.
That was the reward he drew from the system's novice gift package when he first arrived in this world a few days ago—Stone Wing, and it was a plus modified version. It completely eliminated the functions of teleportation and being a vehicle, but it super-doubled its healing effect. Even if one was critically injured and on the verge of death, as long as they lay inside, within an hour, it would directly regrow flesh on bones and reattach severed limbs. And his right eye was originally normal, until he drew a one-tomoe Sharingan in a lottery. He only had one, and it couldn't be closed. Fortunately, unlike that 'fifty-fifty' guy, just staring didn't drain his chakra.
Speaking of the system, his system is called [Myriad World Lottery System]. Drawing lots requires points, and daily sign-ins can earn points, but each sign-in fluctuates between 1 and 1000, while each draw, even the lowest tier, costs 200. Sign-ins are not the main source of points; there's another way...
When the system first spoke, it gave the bewildered Fang Wuwei a mission—all gifts are clearly priced; there's no such thing as a free lunch. Fang Wuwei deeply understood this. And about this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Being given a direct mission is much better than giving you a cheat without saying anything, at least this way he doesn't have to worry too much about the creator of this system playing tricks and using him as a tool. He's not some novel protagonist who gets a cheat for free.
And the system's mission is to eliminate illegal transmigrators and remnants of the old Main God Space.
Yes, this multiverse once had Main Gods, and not just one. Reincarnators committed evil in countless worlds, wantonly plundering world origins and destroying world after world. Now, they have all been killed by the system's creator, but there are still remnants, and the situation with transmigrators continues unabated. Therefore, he needs more helpers and has created systems distributed across various worlds.
And the creator himself?
Fang Wuwei once asked this question. To this, the system's reply was only two words: [He's lazy].
Alright.
The system's novice gift package included five draws and one body modification. Three of the five draws were some damn trash: [Unopened Toilet Paper], [Slippers that have killed cockroaches], [Brick], which made Fang Wuwei curse. You want me to protect this world and become stronger, and you put trash in the prize pool??
Well, the brick is good.
And the system's items can be simply divided into three categories: [Equipment], [Talent], [Skill]. And within these, they are further divided into ranks, from low to high: C, B, A, S, SR, SSR. The stone wing plus that Fang Wuwei drew belongs to a very good type of A-rank equipment, while the one-tomoe Sharingan is B-rank. And his body has also been modified, already far surpassing ordinary people.
[Character: Dongfang Konghong
Name: Fang Wuwei
Age: 16
Points: 258
Strength: 12
Agility: 18
Spirit: 17
Skills: None
Talents: None
Equipment: stone wing plus, Sharingan (one-tomoe), Brick, Toilet Paper, Slippers
(Average adult male attributes are 5)]
Fang Wuwei collected his thoughts, helplessly accepted reality, and walked down the street, but he didn't see a single student. He found it strange; although it was quite far from his school, it was normal not to see people from his school, but surely he should see people from other schools? The first day of school was the same day, right?
Fang Wuwei looked at his watch, 10:39. He looked up at the sky. The opening ceremony was... it was probably at 8:00 AM, right?
...
Damn.