Chapter 1 A Bad Omen After Great Joy

Nie Yan was getting closer and closer to the pharmacy. As he crossed the road, his foot was inexplicably caught on something, and he stumbled forward, falling heavily to the ground.

Joy turns to sorrow.

"Ouch!" It hurt! Nie Yan's hand went numb from the fall, and his knees were scraped raw.

He struggled to sit up, his knees a bloody mess.

Just then, a pink Laili hovercar passed by and screeched to a halt not far from Nie Yan. In a small city like Ningjiang, high-end cars like the Laili hovercar were extremely rare. A limited edition car worth ninety million was not something an ordinary family could afford.

A girl in a white dress opened the car door and hurried over.

"Are you okay?" A clear, melodious voice filled with concern rang in Nie Yan's ears.

Hearing that voice, so familiar to his very soul, Nie Yan was shocked. He looked up and saw Xie Yao!

Xie Yao was as beautiful as ever, wearing a white dress trimmed with pink lace. Her bright eyes were full of kindness, and a ponytail was tied behind her head. Her cheeks were still a little childish, but radiated youth and vitality.

Nie Yan vaguely remembered their class reunion six years after graduation. Xie Yao had been a successful businesswoman then, dressed in sexy and alluring office attire.

Time was a wondrous thing. It had transformed a beautiful, pure girl into a sexy and charming young woman, and today, it had turned her back again.

Seeing her again after a lifetime, perhaps this was fate. Destiny rewound like a tape, bringing them back to where they started. The melodious music began to play softly, each note so beautiful and touching.

Nie Yan remembered that his first encounter with Xie Yao had been a remarkably similar scene. His eyes welled up with tears. Xie Yao, it's been so long. How have you been? In this life, I will never let you get away again.

"Oh, your knee is bleeding! You're bleeding a lot!" Xie Yao exclaimed. Remembering that she had some bandages in the first aid kit in her car, she ran back to get them.

Nie Yan watched Xie Yao return to the car. In his third year of high school, his favorite thing to do had been to follow Xie Yao's graceful figure with his eyes. She had a slender figure, and the white dress revealed part of her calf, as white as exquisite jade porcelain. To be honest, Nie Yan's appearance wasn't too bad. After his father became successful, his family was well-off, no less than Xie Yao's, but in front of her, he just couldn't muster the courage to make a move.

The mindset of high school was truly wonderful and elusive. Looking at it from an adult's perspective, he had been so naive back then.

Xie Yao took the bandages and walked over to Nie Yan, using disinfectant to rinse his wound. She was very careful, picking off the small stones from the wound with her slender fingers.

"Why are you crying? A big boy, crying over such a small injury, that's not very attractive." Xie Yao teased with a smile, massaging the bruise on Nie Yan's knee with her thumb.

When she smiled, a shallow dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth, an indescribable radiance.

"I just got some sand in my eyes when I fell," Nie Yan said, his cheeks a little hot, making up a random excuse. The reason he was crying wasn't because of the injury. Xie Yao's appearance was like pouring a scalding hot water over his heart. His heart was surging, a mix of emotions, bitterness and happiness, all wanting to pour out.

Xie Yao focused on treating the wound on Nie Yan's knee.

Nie Yan looked up and looked at Xie Yao's profile. Xie Yao's skin was flawless, so tender that water could be squeezed out of it. A strand of black hair fell down, and she wore delicate earrings on her earlobes.

When he used to be Xie Yao's deskmate, he always liked to steal glances at Xie Yao during class, never getting enough.

Xie Yao was undoubtedly the belle of their class. There were also very pretty girls in other classes, but Nie Yan stubbornly believed that Xie Yao was the prettiest in the entire school.

After meeting her here, Nie Yan had never forgotten her. Later, when he entered high school, he was surprised to find that they were in the same class, and even deskmates. He believed that this was destined. It wasn't until ten years later that he realized that even two people who were destined for each other could miss each other if they didn't seize the opportunity. By the time he understood, it was already too late.

"How dare you come here alone? Ningjiang is very chaotic, with many gangs," Nie Yan said with concern. This was an area controlled by gangs, and it was very dangerous for someone as beautiful as Xie Yao to be here alone.

"Don't underestimate me. I'm a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo. When I turn 21, I'll be able to advance to the fourth degree. Do you want to see me practice?" Xie Yao struck a standard starting pose, then suddenly stopped, a blush rising on her face. She stammered, "Never mind, I'm wearing a dress today. But I'm really good!" Xie Yao was purely innocent.

Nie Yan smiled knowingly. After chatting with Xie Yao for a few words, that familiar feeling returned. This young girl in front of him was indeed Xie Yao, pure, cute, lively, and cheerful. But after that reunion after college graduation, that liveliness and innocence could no longer be found. It turned out that grief, after being tempered by time, could so decisively change a person.

Xie Yao sized up Nie Yan. Nie Yan looked a few years younger than her, about the same height as her, only about 1.7 meters tall. His clothes were a little dirty, probably from the fall. Although his appearance wasn't considered handsome, he was still decent. But for some reason, Nie Yan gave her a sense of familiarity and intimacy, and she couldn't help but talk a little more.

"Which school do you go to? From the way you look, you should only be in middle school, right?" Xie Yao thought Nie Yan was a bit dazed, endearingly so. He didn't even look at the ground when he was running. Many boys were this silly when they were in middle school, but they became more mature in high school.

Although Nie Yan was only eighteen years old now, he had the mind of a twenty-eight-year-old. Meeting Xie Yao again, he was no longer the ignorant little boy he once was. In his heart, he possessed the calmness and composure that came with age.

"Who says I'm only in middle school? If the country hadn't implemented the family planning policy, my son would be old enough to run errands." Nie Yan joked, believing that people shouldn't be so rigid and dull.

"Your child is old enough to run errands? Keep dreaming." Xie Yan was amused by Nie Yan's words, and giggled non-stop.

"I'm eighteen," Nie Yan said.

"You're eighteen? You don't look it. We're the same age then," Xie Yao said in surprise.

Because he hadn't gotten enough nutrition, Nie Yan still looked a little small now, only about 1.65 meters tall. It wasn't until after his third year of high school, when his material conditions improved, that he grew to 1.8 meters. Right now, his appearance was still a bit childish, and he did look like a middle school student. He felt a bit frustrated about this.

He was a twenty-eight-year-old soul in any case, and he was being mistaken for a middle school student. But he had this baby face now, and there was nothing he could do about it. "That's because my face makes me look younger."

"Small is small, just admit it." Xie Yao giggled. She thought Nie Yan was quite interesting. The boys in her class either became timid and didn't know what to say when they saw her, or they were all full of rogue-like behavior, which was disgusting.

The two chatted for a while, and Nie Yan became much more comfortable in front of Xie Yao. He occasionally said something witty, which made Xie Yao giggle.

Nie Yan looked at Xie Yao's smiling face and thought of the past. It was after his third year of high school. He and Xie Yao had been deskmates for a year, and he had always thought that there could be no interaction between them. They were people from two different worlds. He had always liked Xie Yao silently, fulfilling almost every request she had, but he had never expected Xie Yao to remember him. Perhaps, in Xie Yao's heart, he had also had a place.

It was a photo of her when she was twelve years old. She had been a chubby little girl back then. Only the closest friends would send such a photo.

After graduation, Nie Yan still couldn't forget Xie Yao. They had occasional contact.

Reborn, Nie Yan was no longer willing to miss out.

Meeting again, Nie Yan's mind was a little dazed. From his past life to this life, he and Xie Yao had an inextricable destiny.

Her clear, bright eyes secretly sized up Nie Yan's face. Although Nie Yan wasn't particularly handsome, he looked ordinary at first glance. Although his face looked childish, he had an indescribable composure, which might be related to his personality.

"My name is Nie Yan, Nie as in double ears, Yan as in words." Nie Yan met Xie Yao's eyes.

Xie Yao's pretty face turned red, and she avoided Nie Yan's gaze.

"My name is Xie Yao," Xie Yao said.

Nie Yan's gaze shifted downwards, landing on Xie Yao's lips. Her lips were a light pink, soft and sexy. In high school, Nie Yan would never have dared to look at Xie Yao's face like this. He only dared to secretly look at Xie Yao's beautiful face in the corner.

"My dad is still waiting for me, I have to go back first. I had a great time chatting today. Remember, you can't take the bandages off until tomorrow, don't take them off early," Xie Yao urged worriedly, standing up.

Nie Yan moved his knee, it was still movable, but it was just a superficial injury.

"I'm fine, I can already walk around. You can go back, thank you for today," Nie Yan said. Although he wanted to talk to Xie Yao for a while longer, he calmly walked aside. Later, he would be studying at a prestigious school in the city, and he would have plenty of opportunities to get along with Xie Yao.

"Then I'll go first."

"Bye-bye." Nie Yan smiled and walked away leisurely, heading towards the nearest pharmacy. He couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, after a brief meeting, they had to part again.

Xie Yao got into the hovercar and started the engine.

Nie Yan looked back. Xie Yao's hovercar had already left. The accidental encounter in his previous life hadn't been as smooth as today. In his previous life, he hadn't been able to say a word in front of Xie Yao. Xie Yao had bandaged him up and then left. But it was that casual encounter that left an indelible impression on Xie Yao in his heart, so much so that he couldn't forget her for so many years.

Being reborn was really good, everything could start again. Nie Yan thought of how his everything was likely to be taken away by Cao Xu in a few years, and a strong sense of urgency rose in his heart. He had to become stronger to protect everything he had.

Thinking of Cao Xu, Nie Yan's heart gradually turned cold. It was a deep-seated hatred, so much so that in his previous life, he had unhesitatingly sent a bullet into the other's head.

And all he could do was enter *Faith* as soon as possible and take root in *Faith*. *Faith* was different from other games, it was humanity's second world, a game that changed the entire world. Nie Yan could get what he wanted in *Faith*.

After buying some cold medicine at the pharmacy and taking it, he immediately felt much better. His fever had also subsided. The medicine was quite effective now.

Leaving the pharmacy, Nie Yan walked towards the nearby department store. He wanted to buy a gaming helmet.

The department store was full of dazzling goods, all kinds of electrical appliances, too many to count, mostly intelligent products. There were some things that Nie Yan couldn't even name. Here, unmanned sales were implemented. As long as you swiped your card, you could get what you wanted to buy.

Nie Yan walked around for a long time before finally finding the counter selling gaming helmets. Helmets of various colors and styles were listed on the wall, dazzling the eye. There were three models and thousands of styles.

The lowest price was 1,300 credit points, and the highest was more than 1.2 million credit points.

The higher the price, the better the configuration. You get what you pay for. Right now, Nie Yan could only afford the lowest configuration.

It was said that in addition to gaming helmets, there were also some limited edition gaming pods that had to be ordered to buy, costing as much as 60 million credit points.

For these, Nie Yan could only dream about them now.

Nie Yan swiped his card on the card reader and received a light blue helmet, and implemented identity binding. After implementing identity binding, this helmet could only be used by Nie Yan alone.

*Faith* had only been open for seven days, and the highest level was only level five. He had plenty of time to catch up.

A reborn person should destroy all opponents with overwhelming force, that was the spirit. "When I reach the summit, I will see all the mountains small."

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