New Century Anime Warrior

Ok?

Am I asleep?

By the way, how did I fall asleep?

Si Hua opened her eyes and unconsciously reached for her glasses by the pillow with her right hand.

Instantly restores vision.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling above his head, Si Hua felt a little uneasy.

It was only then that I noticed a very familiar old world map pasted on the headboard...

Isn't this the room I specially reserved for myself when I built my own house back in my hometown?

It's been twenty years, hasn't it?

This map was put up by my grandfather before he passed away, saying that he hoped I could inherit the highest ideals of his generation.

To revitalize China and bring it back to the center of the world, just like the Republic's position on the world map.

The "Hua" in Si Hua is the same as this one.

Hey, it wasn't until I went to university and took a cartography course that I learned that every country places its own country in the very center of its own published world map.

This chicken soup is really too nourishing for my body.

So, after the Si family became intellectuals, they developed a habit of talking nonsense in a serious manner, which started from the grandfather's generation.

No, no, this isn't the time for my mind to wander. What am I thinking?

Reborn?

Okay, okay, thank God for his favor. From now on, my fate is in my own hands, not... oh, I guess it's up to fate.

Thank God for His blessing. (Serious face)

After an unknown amount of time, Si Hua finally calmed his chaotic emotions, and his intelligence returned to its sacred Paris.

Si Hua knew he should get down to business.

First, confirm the timing of the rebirth.

Judging from my current height, I think it must be during my high school years.

Thinking of this, Si Hua looked around at the room he hadn't been back to for at least seventeen or eighteen years.

After I went to university, my family moved into a new house. This self-built house was converted into several partitioned suites, which were easily rented out at cheap prices.

Looking back at my room, it actually felt a bit like a shabby place.

There wasn't even anything to tell the time or check the calendar.

No, I should have had a Motorola that my dad handed over back then, a flip phone with a stylus.

Most importantly, it can also read novels in TXT format!

Back then, this thing felt incredibly advanced; carrying it made you the coolest kid in the class.

As he reminisced about the past, Si Hua kept reaching for the headboard.

I always keep my phone and glasses together, right by my bedside, so that I, being blind, can find my sight immediately.

Sure enough, beside the pillow, Si Hua touched that familiar, cold, square lump of metal...

Holy crap, why is it a fruit machine?

Did I have a fruit machine in high school?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Then, relying entirely on muscle memory, Si Hua skillfully entered the unlock password, and upon looking at the calendar... wow.

Friday, July 1, 2005.

They must have just started summer vacation.

Looks like I missed my own birthday this year.

Aside from her high school years, Si Hua only remembers that in 2005, the People's Republic of China held its first official international animation festival.

Later, it was regarded by amateur ACG historians as the key year for the great development of the domestic ACG industry, which ushered in the golden decade of the ACG industry.

Si Hua himself also became a complete otaku in the past ten years.

These past ten years.

I once sneaked out of an internet cafe to play online games all night.

I also made plans with my classmates to play eight-man solo of Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne.

I saved up money to buy a bunch of ACG magazines, and even copied the lyrics from the CDs that came with the magazines at the school sports meet...

There's no way around it; these anime songs are so energetic and a bit cringey, they're perfect motivational quotes for athletes.

The prettiest girl from the neighboring humanities class even came to ask me how to write such shameless poems, even though my Chinese is so bad...

No, how come the lyrics to the opening/ending themes of new anime are shameless?

No, it's not that. My Chinese isn't very good. Should I thank you for your concern?

Later, because of this inexplicable flirting by the liberal arts class beauty, she was targeted by the muscular boys from the liberal arts class quite often during the subsequent class football league... truly a case of beauty causing trouble.

When I went to university, my third uncle, a professional photographer, introduced me to photography, and I became one of the very few cosplay photographers at the time, surrounded by many beautiful girls.

Yeah, there are also a lot of really annoying guys, after all, they did their undergraduate studies in Chengdu...

During my graduate studies, I co-founded the COS Photography Alliance with several fellow middle-aged otaku photographers. We also curated photography exhibitions and ran themed social media accounts.

She also rehearsed a Slam Dunk stage play with a group of like-minded older students and working stiffs, participated in a national cosplay competition, and made a bunch of voice actor friends along the way.

They even pooled their wisdom and efforts to organize large-scale anime conventions, becoming what is known as an unknown veteran figure in the anime and manga community.

……

Good, good, thank God for His blessing, I, Si Hua, have been given a second chance at life.

With the industrial landscape of the next twenty years in hand, we must make a grand and vigorous effort, making the most of our time, and helping China's ACG (Anime, Comics, and Games) industry to achieve its Greatness ahead of schedule!

I will live up to my name as a reborn person!

a long time.

Si Hua barely managed to suppress her chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) spirit.

Before my rebirth, I was almost forty years old and had long understood the principle that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

First, the first step, and the most crucial step, is...

What should I do about next year's college entrance exam?

He unconsciously adopted Commander Ikari's classic thinking pose.

After all, the last college entrance exam was twenty years ago. Now I can't even remember the Chinese exam questions. It seems like I have to write an essay on the word "liberation".

No, this is a Chinese language question from the middle school entrance exam...

Maru, how do I fight this?

Si Hua slapped his forehead. Who said that being reborn means having the power to command the wind and rain and having a smooth journey?

A small college entrance exam can cause you to torture yourself a whole year in advance.

Oh well, what's done is done.

Let's play a game of Warcraft III: The Frozen Throne first.

In 2005, real-time strategy games were at their peak, and IceFrog had just taken over the DOTA map, becoming its new manager...

This is the ancestor of future MOBA games.

In short, at this point in time, War3 is definitely one of the most fun games.

The Undead Clan's Heaven and Earth Twin Ghost Style is incredibly fast!

Si Hua tiptoed into the study on the second floor, and as if by muscle reflex, he turned on the computer in the dark.

Ok?

Did my computer in high school have a screen this big?

Oh, or maybe it's because I've gone back to being seventeen and shrunk down, making everything seem big to me.

Ok?

Did WinXP already have a flat design theme twenty years ago?

So Windows hasn't changed its UI in twenty years?

Huh? No.

Where is my Frozen Throne?

Where is my game archive, which is over 1GB in size?

Who touched my computer back then?

Si Hua Hong warmed up.

I kept searching and flipping through the various files on different disks.

No!

War3 is gone!

Dejected, Si Hua could only wait until the start of the new semester to go back to school and copy a compressed file from the school's computer lab.

It's funny when you think about it.

It's estimated that all the boys in the school know a secret: the young computer teacher secretly kept a huge collection of educational games in the school's computer lab.

The kind of green compressed file, which you can unzip and use immediately.

Students would also occasionally sneakily copy some games from the computer lab to take home.

All of them were popular hits back then; the teacher has really good taste.

So we knew the teacher had hidden the game, and the teacher also knew we had copied the game, but we kept it a secret until the end of the college entrance exam.

I wonder what happened to the computer teacher afterward.

Perhaps this is the tacit understanding between men.

Oh well, what's done is done.

I've lost interest in playing games.

Let's revisit some classic anime from back in the day.

If I remember correctly, the most popular anime in the last two years should be Mobile Suit Gundam SEED, right?

If it were 2005, would a second Destiny movie have been released?

Si Hua clearly remembers that he watched the entire Gundam Seed series on a DVD that came with an animation magazine back then.

The editors simply engraved the words "Complete Collection of Seeds" onto cheap CDs.

The front of the disc also features a picture of a fit, bikini-clad woman.

No, your DVD player looks like that, it's easy for people to misunderstand!

It's too ridiculous.

Let's applaud once again for the wildness of domestic ACG magazines back then.

Si Hua was filled with mixed emotions, reminiscing about the past.

Without the slightest hesitation, he skillfully opened the folder named "Anime Collection".

Ok……

Um? ?

Um!!!

Wait, where's my huge Gundam?! Where's the Mobile Suit Gundam Seed?!

Where did my Gundam go?

What is this "Quantum Mech Atlas"?

I've never even heard of this anime!

Si Hua panicked a little at this moment.

At least I managed to get a doctorate. If I still haven't realized something's wrong by now, I should have torn up this doctoral degree certificate long ago.

"So, I wasn't reborn?"

"I closed my eyes, then opened them again..."

"Did we time travel?"