[The following content is a rough draft.
Apologies.]
"Online novels really are fictional!"
"What's the point of rebirth without any golden fingers!"
Three days.
He had already been reborn into this world for a full three days.
In these three days, he nurtured his wounds while waiting for hope to arrive, but the reality was that nothing did.
"What's the point of this damn rebirth? To make me suffer the same exhaustion-induced death in a different world, and the hardship isn't even over yet?"
In his original world, he was a struggling 9-to-5 worker, nearing thirty without money, a house, or a girlfriend. He did have a Geely car bought on loan, but the loan wasn't going to be paid off for another five years.
He thought rebirth would allow him to live differently, to live a life less ordinary, but he never expected the original body to be in an even tougher spot in the Cultivation Realm.
