Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 2 Past and Present Life
Han Yun ultimately declined Xu Si's offer, but left himself an out, saying that if he really couldn't find a job, he would come to work at Anywhere.

On his way back to the track and field team, he remained silent, filled with confusion and disappointment about the future.

When I got back to the dorm, everyone else had gone to training, so there was nobody there.

Soon after, the coach rushed over anxiously to ask what was wrong.

"So what happened?"

Han Yun's expression turned bitter, and he said in a dry voice, "Coach, I can't run anymore!"

Why?

The coach's name was Qin Ming. He was from Qin Province. He had a dark complexion and didn't seem easy to get along with. In addition, he was impatient and quick to anger, and he would swear at the drop of a hat.

So, they secretly gave their coach a nickname: Thunderbolt.

Qin Ming had high hopes for Han Yun.

Especially after discovering the future champion of the sports world, I've been walking on air these past few days, and my speech has become noticeably more amiable.

When he learned that Han Yun could no longer run, his excited heart plummeted to freezing point.

In response to Qin Ming's question.

Han Yun shook his head bitterly: "I can't say. I signed an agreement before I came out."

Qin Ming immediately nodded in understanding. He knew about some of the things involved, but it was a matter of keeping it a secret.

Qin Ming patted Han Yun on the shoulder to comfort him, then asked, "So, what are you going to do next? Go back to school?"

"It seems... this is the only way!"

Han Yun sat on his bed in the dormitory, utterly dejected.

Qin Ming knew about Han Yun's situation. He came from an orphanage and didn't have much money. He finally won some prize money in a few competitions and used it to buy a lot of things to give back to the orphanage.

Qin Ming had kindly reminded Han Yun to save more money for the future, but Han Yun always said, "I can still run, and the bonuses will definitely be plentiful in the future."

Considering Han Yun's achievements, Qin Ming didn't say anything more.

Who could have imagined that the rope would break at its thinnest point, and that misfortune would specifically target the unfortunate? Who could have predicted such a thing?
Then, Qin Ming took out his wallet, counted out a stack of red bills, and tried to force them into Han Yun's hand, but Han Yun pushed them back.

"Kid, what are you doing? I'm your coach by title, so you're just taking the money that your master gives you!" Qin Ming said anxiously.

"I really can't accept this, Coach. I have enough money left over to live on for a while," Han Yun repeatedly declined.

That's just his personality; he doesn't like to trouble others. Han Yun also knows that Coach Qin Ming is indeed good to them, even though he often scolds them.

But when they were tired from training, he would often buy them treats, treating them like his own sons.

Han Yun had no intention of taking the money, whether out of sentiment, reason, or his own insistence. Besides, a living person wouldn't be driven to death by holding their pee.

Now that I've become one of those so-called "superhumans," how could my life be worse than before?
After a struggle, Qin Ming sighed and put the money back in his pocket: "You stubborn kid, why are you so persistent? If you ever have any trouble in the future, just come back to me."

"You can stay in this dormitory for now. Even if you can't run anymore, you're still a member of our track and field team. If they kick you out, I'll talk to them!" Qin Ming said confidently.

"it is good!"

Han Yun forced himself to smile at the coach, feeling extremely moved. Meeting such a coach was his good fortune.

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night.

Han Yun was really annoyed.

They say that drinking can cure all your sorrows. Freed from the constraints of training rules, he unusually left the track and field team and went to a small shop, where he ordered some peanuts, beer, and liquor.

I found a secluded, sheltered spot, sat by the lake, and gazed at the starry sky. A sip of wine went down my throat.

辣。

That's fucking spicy!
He quickly chewed a peanut to calm himself down. He didn't know why some people liked to drink these things, especially Old Qin the Thunderbolt, whose favorite thing was a sip of wine and a bite of braised pig's head.

The beer tasted even worse.

This was the first time Han Yun had ever drunk alcohol. He was usually very frugal, so why would he buy such things? Besides, drinking is bad for your health, and in order to achieve a good result, he never touched cigarettes or alcohol.

It's a pity, now it's all gone.

The baijiu, sipped down like tasteless water, was poured into Han Yun's mouth. Although the spicy taste filled his mouth, it was nothing compared to the bitterness of the tears in his eyes.

To avoid wasting any, Han Yun downed the last drop of wine in the bottle, then lay drunkenly on the ground. Usually a good-natured man, he suddenly pointed to the sky and slurred a curse.

"Go to hell, you damn God!"

Immediately, he fainted, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

Han Yun, he…

Oh no, I have alcohol poisoning!
Because he specifically chose a secluded place, no one noticed him. If it weren't for his superhuman physique, he probably would have fainted after drinking half of the wine.

Who drinks so heavily? There aren't even two ounces of peanuts to go with the drinks, and Han Yun has never touched a drop of alcohol before.

During this long night, under the combined influence of various factors, experiencing both great joy and great sorrow, the body finally could not withstand the strain and fell into a state of near death.

At that moment, Han Yun's soul from his previous life finally awakened, injecting new vitality into this body.

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"An unfamiliar grove of trees!!!"

"What the hell? Where did this come from?"

Han Yun rubbed his aching head, struggled to get up, and looked around in confusion.

"I was writing last night, and halfway through I got so scared I didn't dare to continue, and then..."

Han Yun is a novelist who suddenly had the idea to start writing a horror novel a few days ago. To get into the swing of things, he went to an escape room and started writing there at two or three in the morning.

The main focus is on highlighting a spirit of dedication.

In my memory, I seem to have been extremely scared, and then, in order to comfort myself, I followed the Taiyi Jinhua mantra on my phone, performing hand gestures and chanting incantations.

Then, a golden light flashed, accompanied by a piercing scream.

Forehead………

Speaking of which, is that escape room really haunted?

Han Yun's memories of his past life were stuck at the moment before his death. Just as he was reminiscing, an even more intense headache struck.

Memories from this life flooded into Han Yun's mind like a river bursting its banks. After the headache subsided, he finally understood the current situation.

"A master of all trade routes, an extraordinary being?!"

"Is this the world of Under One Person?"

"So that's how it is, reincarnation. My own life in this one is truly complicated!"

"Then that white-haired guy I saw yesterday must be Xu Si!"

Han Yun was quite easygoing and quickly accepted the current situation. After all, what more could he ask for than a second chance at life?

He looked at his reflection in the lake and saw that, apart from being a little dark-skinned, he was surprisingly good-looking!
(End of this chapter)