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

[“Crisis Premonition” Ability Description: When the host sees any person, if that person will face a life-threatening or serious injury crisis within the next 24 hours, a corresponding premonition image will automatically flash in the host's field of vision. The image content includes the key moments of the crisis and necessary environmental information.]

[Triggering method: Passive triggering, no active use required. The host only needs to "see" that person, make eye contact, even if it's just a fleeting glance.]

Lin Bei suddenly sat up from the ground.

and many more.

Does this mean... that in the next seven days, wherever he goes, he can tell who's going to be in trouble just by looking at them? Wouldn't that make him a human alarm clock?

The system continues to report information.

[Visual characteristics: The flash lasts approximately 5 seconds, sufficient for the host to capture key information without interfering with normal vision.]

[Crisis Definition: Life-threatening (car accident, heart attack, drowning, fire, etc.) or causing serious injury (fracture, massive bleeding, severe burns, etc.). Common illnesses, emotional fluctuations, and minor injuries are excluded. The system has strict judgment criteria and will not display a pop-up message simply because "there's an exam tomorrow." Although the host may consider exams a crisis, the system does not agree.]

Lin Bei breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, otherwise I would be driven crazy by the warnings every day when I go to school."

[Important Notes: 1. You must "see" the person in person. Photos, videos, and phone calls will not trigger this. The host cannot predict the crisis of someone far away by looking at photos. 2. The prediction range is 24 hours. Crises exceeding 24 hours will not trigger this. The system provides "warnings," not "fortune telling."]

Lin Bei frowned.

24 hours.

This means that if he sees someone and the countdown has only 23 hours and 59 minutes left, he has less than a day to stop them.

Unlike Su Wantang's case, he had several days to slowly come up with a solution.

"System," he called out in his mind.

【exist. 】

"If something bad is going to happen to someone within the next 24 hours, will I know exactly what it will be?"

[Yes. The screen will show the crucial moments of the crisis, and the footage the host sees will be sufficient to determine whether it's a car accident, drowning, or another type of crisis. However, the system will not display "Zhang San is about to have a car accident, at a certain intersection, at 3 PM," the host must find the clues from the footage themselves.]

"Understood." Lin Bei nodded.

He then thought of another question.

"If I walk down the street all day and see hundreds of people, won't I keep seeing images flashing before my eyes? Wouldn't I go crazy?"

[Host, don't worry about "going crazy from too many images." The probability of an ordinary person encountering a crisis is very low. Even if you see hundreds of people a day, you're unlikely to trigger a real crisis with any of them. The system's design philosophy is "precise early warning," not "information bombardment."]

Besides, the probability of an ordinary person encountering danger is lower than the probability of you finding a girlfriend.

Lin Bei: ...

This ability is stronger than he imagined.

No need for active prediction, no need to consume attempts. As long as he sees it, the system will tell him.

Like an online radar, it scans everyone who appears in its field of vision, and immediately sounds an alarm once it detects a danger signal.

But at the same time, he also felt a bit of pressure.

Knowing that someone is about to get into trouble and actually trying to prevent it are two different things.

He was able to save Su Wantang because she lived right across the street, giving him ample time to assess the situation and devise a solution. But what if, tomorrow, a stranger's perilous situation suddenly flashed into his mind, and he only had a dozen or so hours left? What could he possibly do?

If you rush up to someone and say, "You're going to have a car accident," people will just think you're crazy.

Oh well, things will work themselves out. We'll see when the time comes.

Lin Bei turned his gaze back to the attribute panel.

体型值从上次的10涨自然到了11，又涨了1点。但1点也是点。就像他的小说收藏，从1到3，从3到7。慢，但没停。

IQ 70, EQ 36, charm 13, appearance 4.

How should I allocate 5 attribute points?

He couldn't add points to his appearance yet; becoming too good-looking too quickly would arouse suspicion. His physique stat would naturally increase through weight loss, so there was no need to waste attribute points. His intelligence of 72 was sufficient for now, but a higher IQ would allow him to solve problems faster. As for his charm stat… Lin Bei recalled Su Wantang's hand on his waist when she sat in the back seat, and his heart skipped a beat. Damn it, add it.

He allocated 3 points to his charm and 2 points to his intelligence.

The properties panel is refreshed, and the available property points are reset to zero.

Host: Lin Bei

Age: 16 years old

Height: 178cm

Weight: XNUM X kg

Appearance: 4/100

Body type rating: 11/100

IQ score: 72/100

Emotional Intelligence Score: 36/100

Charm rating: 16/100

He sensed the changes in his body. It wasn't pain, nor itching, but an indescribable feeling of "clarity." It was as if a blockage in his brain had been cleared, and information flowed faster.

He took out his phone, opened the notes app, and flipped to Chapter 3 of "Rebirth of the Strongest Male God." He thought it was alright when he was writing it, but now, looking at it again, he found several areas for improvement. The rhythm of one sentence was off, the emotion in one paragraph wasn't quite there, and the tension in one dialogue was lacking. It wasn't his memory palace telling him this; it was his own brain judging it.

An IQ of 72 is indeed more useful than 70.

The next morning, at six o'clock.

Lin Bei woke up before the alarm clock went off.

But this time the system panel did not pop up.

The "Seven-Day Transformation" mission was over, and the panel that popped up to mock him every morning was gone. Lin Bei actually felt a little uneasy, like a teacher who used to scold you every day suddenly stopping, and you felt like something was missing.

[Is the host thinking about the system?]

Lin Bei was taken aback: "How did you know?"

[Because the first thing the host does every morning is check the system panel, and not seeing it today will definitely feel strange. Although the system is sarcastic, it's the host's alarm clock, coach, psychoanalyst, and also the object of their complaints. Without the system, the host is like a soulless salted fish.]

Lin Bei's lips twitched. Ignoring the system, he put on his sportswear and went out.

He ran along the river embankment.

Seven days of brisk walking have improved my physical fitness. Although I still get out of breath when I run, at least I don't feel like I need to call an ambulance after running 200 meters like I did on the first day.

When he reached the third kilometer mark, his phone vibrated.

Su Wantang's message: "The porridge is ready. Just come over after you finish your run."

Lin Bei stared at the message for two seconds, a slight smile playing on his lips. He then put his phone back in his pocket and continued running.

In the last three kilometers, he ran faster than everyone before him.

It wasn't because his physical fitness had improved, but because someone was waiting for him to have breakfast.

[The system detected that the host's pace in the last three kilometers was approximately 15% faster than in the first five kilometers. Reason: Someone was waiting. This demonstrates the "carrot effect" is real. It is recommended that the host have Su Wantang send a message saying "The porridge is ready" before each run; this will increase the host's speed by at least 20%.]

Lin Bei: ...

I got home, took a shower, and changed my clothes.

At 7:00 sharp, he stood at the door of 502 and knocked.

The door opened.

Su Wantang wore a light blue loungewear set today, her hair tied in a low ponytail, and her face was clean and tidy. The dark circles under her eyes were almost invisible, and her complexion was much better than last week.

"Come in." She stepped aside.

The two ate breakfast quietly.

Lin Bei looked at her, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

It wasn't the kind of heart-pounding excitement, but rather a sense of... peace and security.

A sense of reassurance that "I know I'll be sitting here again tomorrow morning."

In his previous life, he lived for thirty years and never felt this at ease.

His daily routine consists of alarm clock, subway, workstation, takeout, overtime, subway, and sleep. Monday and Saturday are the same, as are January and December.

It's different now.

Halfway through the meal, Su Wantang suddenly spoke up.

"My dad said that Zhao Yumei's case might go to trial next week."

"So fast?"

"The evidence is quite sufficient. Zhang Mingqiang has transfer records and a court judgment, Li Dong has a handwritten ledger, and my dad has chat logs and transfer receipts. The police said that the three pieces of evidence together are relatively complete."

This is a real-life version of the proverb "Three cobblers are as good as one Zhuge Liang." Three deceived men teamed up and put a habitual marriage fraudster in jail. The system suggests the host write down this case for future use in writing novels.