Soul Patch

Chapter 1 became the vehicle.

[Introduction]

"In that year, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, at the third quarter of the hour of midnight."

On the day that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were supposed to meet on the Magpie Bridge, everyone was sound asleep in bed, cuddling their wives.

Outside, thunder rumbled and rain poured down!

I thought it was just a typical summer thunderstorm. But unexpectedly, five fire-breathing dragons appeared in the night sky, and enormous fireballs fell, trailing long fiery tails…

Everyone was terrified, panicked and trembling!

Think about it, unusual celestial phenomena are omens of great disaster!

"Alright, alright, it's too noisy! Let's all disperse, I still have business to do, don't all block the store entrance."

The shop owner shouted impatiently, pushed open the door, and waved a fly swatter at a small group of people at the door.

The group dispersed, laughing and joking.

The old man sitting on the steps was talking enthusiastically when he saw that everyone had been chased away. He hurriedly said, "Hey, don't go! We're really getting into it."

"Say it, say it... old man, you've been saying it for three days straight. Can't we go somewhere else? I'd like to take a nap at noon!" The shop owner glared at the old man and reached up to smooth the bald patch on his head.

The old man on the steps stood up casually, looking disdainful.

He stretched, fanned himself with a palm-leaf fan, shuffled away in his slippers, muttering to himself:

"There are specific techniques to storytelling. The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches represent both time and destiny, and the cycle of Heaven and Earth also reflects both destiny and time..."

"Get lost! What nonsense! You're making up all this about a meteor shower... You think bragging is tax-free?" The shop owner cursed and turned to go inside.

The old man chuckled awkwardly and muttered to himself, "You vulgar people... what do you know!"

At that moment, three people walked past the shop: two men and one woman.

The woman was quite beautiful, with a pair of bright, expressive eyes that seemed to speak volumes.

The short man looked up at the young man beside him and said, "Wenjie, this is the third time we've passed through here. Is it a system reset or are we trapped in the same scene?"

The man called Wenjie looked around warily and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

The three of them quickly overtook the old man and headed towards the end of the road.

Watching their departing figures, the old man withdrew his gaze and smiled meaningfully.

Soon, the three of them arrived at a courtyard.

This is a typical courtyard, with layers of shrubs and fragrant flowers.

They followed the bluestone path in the center of the courtyard to the door.

Wenjie knocked on the door with his finger and brought his face close to the glass window:

A woman was sitting in the dimly lit room. She heard a knock on the door and turned to look at the entrance.

When Wenjie saw the woman's face through the glass window, more than ten meters away, he couldn't help but show surprise.

He exchanged glances with the two people beside him and lowered his voice: "It's her, come in!"

It was as if a cold wind blew through the room, and the door suddenly opened.

"Please come in!"

A melodious voice came from outside, and it was exactly the same as Yang Shanshan's.

He stepped inside first, followed closely by the other two. As they entered the room, the door closed automatically.

The room was dimly lit and simply furnished.

There was a sewing machine in the corner, and the sofa where the woman sat was also the old-fashioned kind, square and upright, with three seats in a row, covered with round embroidered cushions.

Wenjie slowly approached the woman, and looking at her familiar face, he said softly, "Shanshan... I've finally found you."

The girl looked at him blankly, then shook her head: "Who...who are you?"

The woman beside him tugged at him and whispered, "Her mind is muddled; she probably can't remember anything. It's a miracle we found her! Hurry and get her away!"

A hint of sadness flashed in Wenjie's eyes as he gazed tenderly at Yang Shanshan.

The shorter man next to him rolled his eyes helplessly and urged, "Hurry up!"

Wenjie had a sudden thought:

[Refactoring Patch Released]

The system screen flashed, and a message scrolled out:

[Delivery failed]

Looking at the system notification in front of him, he exchanged puzzled glances with the two people beside him.

The two of them were also completely bewildered.

The pretty woman couldn't hold back any longer: "Everyone said that once the patch carrier crashes, there's no hope, but you wouldn't believe it. Now look what's happened, we're all trapped in system tasks."

Wenjie closed his eyes, and the scene from just now flashed through his mind once again:

The dark gun barrel suddenly aimed at him. Before he could react, a barrage of shots rang out, bullets whistling through the air.

Dead!

He's still a virgin... What a huge loss!

If the patch carrier fails in a system task, then it's down...

He lunged to the side, but the bullets seemed to have eyes and came straight for him.

At this critical moment, a delicate figure flashed past among the group of NPCs beside him. That chest, those long legs, that face... he recognized that face as Yang Shanshan!

"Yang Shanshan..."

Before Wenjie could even speak, that figure blocked his way. The impact of the bullet made her body tremble a few times before collapsing to the ground.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she murmured softly, "Wen... Jie... Wen... Jie..."

“…Shanshan!” Wenjie cried out in a low voice, holding her delicate body, overwhelmed with grief.

Even NPCs, even if they know that they will be resurrected with full health after exiting the system.

Wenjie still couldn't bear to let Yang Shanshan suffer like this.

The NPCs don't know this is a system-generated scene; everything is real and vivid to them, and the pain of being hit by bullets is also very real...

"Don't be sad, it's just an NPC!"

"Yes! NPCs can come back to life!"

The two patch carriers beside him offered words of comfort.

Suddenly, all three of them froze, staring blankly at the empty air in front of them.

They received a system message notification:

[Patch carrier number 99 - Exit system]

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Yang Shanshan... was actually a patch carrier!

[End of introduction, the main text follows]

Time travel

M市

An ordinary, uneventful night.

When Wenjie got off work, the night sky was clear and dotted with stars.

As I walked past the ancient trees in the park, dark clouds suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a bolt of lightning struck straight down.

The ancient tree beside him burst into flames, followed by a sharp, piercing pain that coursed through his entire body.

His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.

Was I struck by lightning?

I swear to God! I don't steal, rob, gamble, or visit prostitutes. I do a lot of work but earn little money!

And...and because I'm bad at flirting, I'm still single.

What did I do wrong that I got struck by lightning on my way home?!

He felt a throbbing pain in his head, and the air before him rose like wisps of smoke, transforming into lines of text:

[Ding! Soul Patch System Now Online!]

[Hello, patch carrier 101, we will now proceed with system testing.]

In the test, you need to correct key events in the target individual's life trajectory to correct any deviations from it.

[System Reward: Random]

[Cheat: Unknown]

What?

I'll fix your big head!

Who are they calling a carrier? And they're talking about plasmolysis?!

Wenjie ignored the nonsensical lines of text, got up, rubbed his backside, and, ignoring the crowd of onlookers, limped home.

The characters, which appeared like smoke, slowly dispersed and then formed new characters.

During the system testing phase, both system startup and locking are automatically triggered.

[Test question data retrieval has been triggered, please check.]

The system then automatically switched the screen:

[High-definition, uncensored, crime scene photos]

He only looked at one picture, and his hands and feet went cold. To be honest, he had never seen such a bloody scene in his entire life.

A fair-skinned and slender woman lay on the ground, her white dress stained red with blood. Her once flowing and smooth hair was stuck to her face, which was covered with scratches, making it impossible to see her features.

I can't see clearly, yet it feels strangely familiar...

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