Reborn as a high school freshman with an awakened system, a fat boy transforms into a male god.

"Then... could you help me brush up on my English?" Lin Bei tried to make his tone sound natural. "I can bring you food every day, as... a delivery fee?"

Su Wantang looked at the thermos in her hand, then at Lin Bei.

"No need for that trouble."

"It's no trouble at all. My mom cooks every day anyway, so bringing an extra portion is just a matter of time," Lin Bei said. "Besides, my English is really bad. If you can help me improve it, my mom will definitely be happy to hear that."

Su Wantang was silent for a few seconds: "Then I'll give it a try. I don't need to bring lunch."

"That won't do. There's no such thing as a free tutor." Lin Bei smiled, trying to make his smile look sincere rather than lewd. "Teach me for a week first. If you feel you can't teach me, you can stop anytime."

Su Wantang's lips twitched slightly, and she finally nodded gently.

"Then it's settled." Lin Bei pressed his advantage, giving her no time to back out. "How about starting tomorrow at noon? In the classroom?"

"...Okay." Su Wantang nodded.

Then the door was closed.

Click.

Lin Bei stood in the corridor and let out a long breath.

The tutoring arrangement went more smoothly than he had imagined. No, not smoothly, but "without any mishaps." Although it was just a "trial," and although he had said "you don't need to bring lunch," she agreed. This was a beginning, like taking the first step in a long march. Although there were still 25,000 miles to go, at least he had taken that first step.

Bringing lunches is just the first step. Once we're closer, we can find an opportunity to bring up the issue of tuition fees.

There's no rush.

Lin Bei turned around and opened the door to room 501. After finishing his meal and washing the dishes, he returned to his bedroom.

He threw himself onto the bed, and the mattress let out a scream.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind racing.

Then he got out of bed, walked to his desk, sat down, took out a brand new notebook from his bag, opened to the first page, and wrote a few lines:

Su Wantang's list of questions:

1. Her father remarried, and she was left in the old house. Her father cut off all financial support. Is this man her biological father?

2. I live alone and have no source of income.

3. My mother has passed away, and I have no other relatives to rely on.

4. Emotional state: Extremely fragile, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Then he wrote another line below:

solution:

1. Money. Short-term: How long can 20,000 yuan last? Long-term: A sustainable and reasonable way to help needs to be found.

2. Emotional support. She needs someone to talk to, someone she can ask for help from.

3. The fundamental issue: her father. It's necessary to find out why her father did this and whether there's any room for negotiation.

After he finished writing, he stared at the three words "her father" for a while.

He now has mind-reading abilities and can see what people are thinking. Although he can only see what they are "thinking" and not their memories, as long as he can find her father, he can extract some information.

The question is, where is her father?

Lin Bei took out his phone and found Aunt Wang's number, but this time he didn't dial it. Aunt Wang had already told him everything she knew, and he wouldn't get any more out of her by asking.

He needs other channels. For example, the property management company, or the neighborhood committee…

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair and took out his textbook to glance at it.

Outside the window, the streetlights cast a dim yellow glow, and occasionally a car would pass by below, its headlights sweeping an arc across the wall of the building opposite.

He glanced at the window of 502 again.

The curtains were still drawn, but the lights were on.

Lin Bei activated his mind-reading ability, targeting Su Wantang.

This time, the sound was still not a complete sentence, but rather a few fragmented phrases:

"...You're abandoning me..."

"...Then I'll just take care of myself..."

"...You can do without me..."

"...I can do it...I can do it...I can do it..."

The last phrase, "I can do it," was repeated over and over, but the voice grew softer and softer, as if it were being spoken to oneself, yet even one didn't believe it.

Lin Bei deactivated his mind-reading ability and stared blankly for a while.

The mind-reading ability and the life countdown had only six days left. After six days, he would no longer hear her thoughts, nor would he see the string of numbers above her head.

If she falls into that "nobody cares anyway" mentality again, he might not even give her a warning, and he might not even know how much longer she has to live.

Lin Bei clenched his fist.

He had to do two things within six days: first, stabilize Su Wantang's condition to the point where he no longer needed to "listen" to her every day; second, find clues about her father to pave the way for the subsequent "fundamental problem resolution".

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Lin Bei closed his textbook, lay back on the bed, and the mattress made another muffled thud.

Just then, a crisp notification sound exploded in my mind.

Ding!

The system's semi-transparent interface reappeared, floating below the bedroom ceiling, with blue text on a black background.

[Ding! System task issued!]

Lin Bei paused for a moment, then sat up.

Another mission has arrived!

[Task Name: Seven-Day Transformation]

[Task Goal: Lose at least 2.5 kg within 7 days through a scientific diet and regular exercise (Current weight: 100.5 kg, Target weight: ≤98 kg)]

Lin Bei stared at the numbers "7 days" and "2.5 kilograms," his pupils dilating slightly.

For a person weighing 201 pounds, this speed... it's not impossible, but it's definitely at the "desperate" level. People with a high starting weight do lose weight quickly in the early stages, but losing 2.5 kilograms means exercising like crazy every day, strictly controlling their diet, and not being able to relax for even a moment.

Lin Bei swallowed hard and continued reading.

[Task Description: The host's current physique severely impacts their appearance and charm. Lose 2.5 kilograms in 7 days—this is the first formal test of the host's willpower. This goal isn't outrageous, but it's definitely not easy. The system doesn't want "almost," it wants "just right." Just enough to push you to your limits, just enough to make you feel, "I can do it after all."]

[Task Rewards: +5 Attribute Points, 10,000 RMB, +1 Random Superpower (Valid for 7 days).]

[Failure Penalty: 3 allocated attribute points will be randomly deducted, and the host's weight will increase by 2.5 kg.]

[Note: The system will automatically detect your weight after 7 days. The detection accuracy of this system can reach 0.01 grams.]

Lin Bei stared at the "Failure Penalty" section, his lips twitching several times.

The penalty for failure is... gaining 2.5 kilograms?

In other words, if he fails to lose weight, he will not only fail to lose weight, but will actually gain 2.5 kilograms.

Lin Bei shivered.

This system is truly ruthless; it's the kind of ruthless system that says, "If you can't do it, I'll make things even worse for you."

However... there's a key piece of information in the reward: a random superpower, valid for 7 days.

With only 6 days left to grant him mind-reading abilities and a life countdown, if he can complete the mission within these 7 days and acquire the new superpower, he can seamlessly transition into it. The old ability will become ineffective, and the new one will take over.

Although we don't know what the new superpower is, it's better than nothing.

The system seemed to have read his mind and popped up another notification:

[The superpower rewarded for this mission will last for 7 days, perfectly covering the window period after the host's current superpowers expire. The system may be sarcastic, but it's considered everything. No need to thank me; thanking me would be too cliché.]

Lin Bei was taken aback.

This system, despite its sharp tongue, biting wit, tendency to sabotage, and constant exposure of his past, is actually quite reliable. It's like a friend with a biting tongue but who knows what's going on; they don't hold back when criticizing you, but they're equally decisive when helping you.

[Accept the mission? Yes/No]

Lin Bei didn't hesitate and clicked "Yes".