After everyone was reborn, I was strictly disciplined.

"bump!"

Xie Xingran fell heavily to the ground. He gasped, feeling as if his bones had been shattered by a heavy hammer and then haphazardly pieced back together, every inch screaming in tearing pain.

The pain crept up his nerves and spread throughout his body, making all his joints throb and ache. Before he could even react, large tears streamed down his cheeks and fell onto the cold floor, leaving a small, dark stain.

"It hurts so much... Waaah... It really hurts..."

He was curled up on the ground, his broken left leg twisted at an odd angle, and his right knee scraped raw, the blood seeping out mixed with dust and stuck to his trouser leg.

The sobs changed from suppressed whimpers to loud wailing, and her shoulders heaved like a badly wounded little animal.

Having lived to be twenty, Xie Xingran had never suffered such humiliation.

Although the Xie family is a wealthy family with many rules, and every member of the Xie family is a control freak, he is still the most favored one in the family.

His parents doted on him, and his brothers indulged him. Even when he burned all of his father's treasures when he was young, he was only scolded a few times and never even got a finger to touch.

His life has always been smooth sailing; he has gotten whatever he wanted.

Even when he was learning to walk as a child, he would fall on a soft, thick Persian carpet.

It wasn't until the sudden car accident last week that he experienced pain for the first time.

Compared to the excruciating pain I'm feeling now, the pain from the broken leg is like a tickle.

Back then, it was just a dull pain from a broken bone, which he could grit his teeth and bear. Now, however, it was a sharp pain from his entire body's meridians being pulled and his bones being misaligned. Every movement felt like countless tiny needles were pricking his flesh, and even breathing was accompanied by the pain of his chest vibrating.

Xie Xingran couldn't hold back anymore, and tears streamed down her face. Through her blurred vision, all she could see was her own disheveled appearance.

"It's all Xie Weiyao's fault! It's all because of that Bai Yueyue!"

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his voice filled with sobs, yet also revealing a deep-seated hatred.

If Xie Weiyao hadn't taken away his crutch and Bai Yueyue hadn't pressed him relentlessly, determined to tell everyone the truth, he wouldn't have had to escape down the stairs with a broken leg.

"If it weren't for them, how could I have been running down the stairs with a broken leg? How could I have fallen like this!"

He tried to move, and gasped in pain, but the tears flowed even more fiercely.

The wound on his knee was being pulled, causing him to tremble with pain, but the resentment and anger in his heart were even greater than the physical pain.

"No wonder they got engaged! They're cut from the same cloth!"

Xie Xingran spat, her eyes filled with resentment.

Xie Weiyao is the most outstanding eldest grandson of the Xie family, and Bai Yueyue is a wealthy heiress. In the eyes of outsiders, they are a match made in heaven.

In his eyes, one was an inhuman control freak and the other was a venomous woman with a smile that hid a knife. The two of them together were specifically there to bring him down!

The pain continued, and tears kept flowing.

Xie Xingran curled up on the ground, feeling waves of intense pain emanating from her body, and the hatred in her heart grew wildly like vines.

He would never let this go so easily; he would settle this score with Xie Weiyao and Bai Yueyue sooner or later!

Don't calculate it all yet. Why don't you take a look at your surroundings first?

The pain continued, and tears kept flowing.

Xie Xingran curled up on the ground, about to curse a few more times, when a soft, childlike voice suddenly drifted into her ears like cotton candy.

The sound was so sudden and so unusual.

Xie Xingran froze, tears welling up in her eyes, and even her sobs stopped.

He almost reflexively looked up, only to be met with something unexpected.

It was a round little thing, about the size of his fist, wrapped in a soft white light, like a glowing glutinous rice ball.

The white light wasn't dazzling; instead, it felt warm and inviting. The little creature had no obvious facial features and floated lightly about half a foot away from him, its white light rising and falling slightly with its "breathing."

What shocked Xie Xingran even more was that his body, which had just been trembling with pain, was now completely free of pain.

He subconsciously moved his curled-up leg. His broken left leg was as flexible as if it had never been injured. The abrasions on his knee were neither itchy nor painful. Even the dull pain from the previous chest vibrations had completely disappeared.

He looked around and found himself in a vast, white space, not the cold stairwell he had just been in.

This stark contrast between hell and heaven left him speechless for a long time, his mouth agape.

"system……?"

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice tinged with barely suppressed joy, but also with a hint of uncertainty.

During his years studying abroad, he would secretly read online novels in a corner to pass the time during classes. In those time-travel and rebirth stories, the most common cheat code for the protagonist was a system.

He also remembered that many novels described systems as having cute shapes, radiating a halo, and having particularly soft voices.

At the time, he thought it was just the author's imagination, but he never expected to actually run into the same thing today.

He stared at the "glutinous rice ball" in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more it seemed to match the description: its round shape, warm white light, and the cute voice from before were exactly the same as those in the novel.

Even more bizarrely, the excruciating pain that had just been felt vanished without a trace.

He tentatively moved his broken left leg, and his leg was as flexible as if it had never been injured, and the abrasions on his knee were as smooth as ever.

Xie Xingran's heart started racing. The grievances and hatred he felt earlier were instantly overwhelmed by immense curiosity and anticipation. He even leaned forward to get a better look.

Overwhelmed with joy, Xie Xingran sat up, her voice trembling, "You're a system?"

The white light flickered slightly, and the childlike voice became more formal: "Yes, host."

The word "host" made his eyes light up instantly, and the novels he had read abroad flooded his mind.

The plot of the protagonist's unstoppable progress after being bound to the system is crystal clear. Aren't these two words proof that he was chosen by fate?

He leaned forward again, his nose almost touching the warm white light, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement:

"So what kind of system are you? Are you one of those overpowered protagonist systems that can one-punch the villain? Or a system that lets me become a heartthrob? Or even a cultivation system would do, I could just ascend to immortality and leave Xie Weiyao in the dust!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, his cheeks turning bright red. Regardless of the system, it meant that his life was about to be completely turned around.

He no longer had to be controlled by Xie Weiyao to not go to bars, no longer had to worry about Bai Yueyue complaining and his family scolding him, and no longer had to be bound by Xie family's broken rules.

He can drink when he wants, have fun when he wants, and do whatever he wants. This is the kind of life Xie Xingran should be living!

With the freedom she had longed for finally within reach, Xie Xingran even started planning to reward herself with a limited-edition sports car later.

But the white light paused, and a hint of hesitation crept into the childish voice, as if afraid of spoiling his fun: "Uh—neither."

Xie Xingran's smile froze on her face, her excitement vanishing as if doused with cold water.

He frowned, persisting, "What is it? It can't be a cashback system, can it? Or is it a strategy system that lets me pursue people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the expectation on his face faded somewhat.

He has no use for the cashback system.

The Xie family's wealth is plentiful, and he has received millions in pocket money since childhood. He has never lacked money, so the kind of golden finger that only poor protagonists need is useless to him.

As for the strategy guide system, it hit his sore spot.

Isn't that just making him a lapdog? Although you can get rewards during the process of winning over the other party, you have to lower yourself to please others and act according to their mood. The so-called "bitter before sweet" doesn't work at all with Xie Xingran.

He was pampered growing up and always had others cater to him. There was no reason for him to accommodate others.

What he wants is a life of unparalleled success from beginning to end, the exhilarating feeling of dominating everyone from the moment he appears, rather than the frustrating process of trying to win someone over.

Xie Xingran pouted and poked the ball of white light: "Quickly tell me, what kind of system are you? Stop dawdling."

"I am..." The system was a little embarrassed by being poked, and it hesitated for a moment: "I am the cannon fodder villain system."

Xie Xingran: "Huh?"