Global luck: I created reincarnation

Upon hearing this strange reaction, Chu Huan's eyes immediately fell on No. 1.

Number One in the shadow suddenly had nowhere to hide and appeared in front of Chu Huan.

No. 1, who had long lost his former energy, now had a rare flash of sadness in his empty eyes.

Is it better to die in ignorance or to live like this? Which is better?

"It's really rare, but that's the end of it. You are not as good as Seventeen after all."

Not seeing any other movement from No. 1, Chu Huan shook his head in disappointment.

I thought I could use this to awaken No. 1's memory, but now it seems that he has overthought it.

It would be much more interesting if this could be like that.

…

Seven years flies by in a blink of an eye.

Bai Mu was sitting in a high-rise building, processing work documents with an expressionless face.

Three years have passed since I accepted the job from Chu Huan, and Bai Mu also celebrated his fourteenth birthday last month.

Ye Mengli stood at the door waiting with her lunch box in hand.

It has been seven years since she became a caregiver. She originally thought she would be able to quit this job soon, but later she found out that the benefits were top-notch and the workload was not much, so Ye Mengli stayed.

"Didn't I ask you to resign?"

Bai Mu frowned as he looked at Ye Mengli who walked in with a lunch box.

In the past seven years, it is true that he has been able to contact the outside world. But in this area, there is no security bureau.

To be precise, it was not that the Security Bureau was wiped out, but that the Security Bureau was all under Chu Huan's management.

This made Bai Mu once wonder whether this place was a closed city like the orphanage.

"Why do you want me to resign? If I resign, who can take care of you?"

Bai Mu usually talks like this, and Ye Mengli has long been accustomed to it.

Opening the lunch box, Ye Mengli yawned, took out her cell phone, and started chatting.

"...resign as soon as possible."

There is no way to remind Shiraki too much. Knowing that during these seven years, Chu Huan's surveillance of him never stopped, and even intensified.

Under such gaze, Bai Mu understood at this moment that sometimes not knowing anything might actually be a kind of happiness?

At the same time, Bai Mu, who also let the reincarnation open the memory of the script, also knew that the world he was in at the beginning could be said to be half of the real world.

If you want to survive in such a world, you have to be careful.

Bai Mu, who originally just wanted to try this script world, was a little lucky that he came in. Otherwise, even Chu Xinyang, who originally wrote the script, would not be able to survive, and the special potion would be enough to kill a lot of people.

"How do you talk to your sister?"

Ye Mengli, who gave Bai Mu a blank look, knew that Xiaobai was usually not good at words, but he was still very caring.

After talking to her boyfriend, Ye Mengli said with a smile: "Sister is getting married. Your brother-in-law just proposed to me yesterday. I can resign by then."

"I don't have a sister."

Glancing at Ye Mengli who was talking to herself, Bai Mu felt very calm.

Chu Xinyang had recorded at the beginning that he once had a sister who took good care of him, but she died in a car accident while returning home.

This incident hit him hard.

After all, that sister was the one who had been growing up with him, just like his sister.

"Hmph. Eat your food quickly. I'll go back after eating."

Turning around and not bothering to look at Bai Mu, Ye Mengli opened the lock screen of her phone again. When she replied to the message, a gentle and yearning smile appeared on her face.

This smile looked particularly dazzling in the cage-like office.

When Bai Mu lowered his head to eat, there was a look of helplessness in his eyes.

After all, all this is just the content of the past tense, and even if it is saved, it will have no effect.

Moreover, the one who was saved was not Chu Xinyang’s original sister.

"Are you going to work overtime today? Why does Mr. Chu give you so much work every day?"

Seeing the folders piled higher than her height, although Ye Mengli had long been accustomed to it, she still couldn't help but feel sorry for Bai Mu.

He was only fourteen years old, how could he have to bear such a heavy burden?

But Bai Mu, who was already involved in work, didn't pay attention to Ye Mengli.

"Finish it early and rest early. Sister is leaving."

Ye Mengli didn't care, or maybe she was used to this kind of character, so she raised her hand and left the office.

The warmth inside the cage disappeared, and instead came waves of coldness.

An hour later, when Bai Mu stopped to rest, the phone on the table rang.

"Mr. Chu, something happened. Miss Ye is on her way home..."

Bai Mu, who had already known the plot for a long time, still felt a little heartbroken after hearing it.

Chu Huan wanted to turn this person into a monster like him, but Chu Huan didn't know that not everyone would become a monster like him.

"Wait for me to come."

The tone of his words was still as cold as ever, but the trembling of his arms betrayed Bai Mu's inner thoughts.

Chu Huan, who could no longer sit still for a long time, was lying on the hospital bed, looking at Chu Huan's appearance, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Chu Bai, what will you do?"

Due to the excessive speed, Ye Mengli was immediately declared dead.

She, who was telling Bai Mu that they would see each other tomorrow, was now lying on the ground coldly.

Looking at the body wrapped in white cloth and the man kneeling in pain next to him, Bai Mu looked at the lackey wearing the clothes of the Security Bureau.

"Mr. Chu. The driver has been caught. He didn't say anything...Does Mr. Chu take him away?"

The very flattering lackey asked Bai Mu what he thought.

Who doesn't know that Miss Ye has taken care of Mr. Chu since childhood? This driver is finished.

"Why was there a car accident?"

Looking at the heavy truck, Bai Mu asked.

"There has been some ice on the land recently. The driver drank some alcohol and drove too fast without stopping..."

The lackey told Bai Mu all the information he had investigated, and it seemed like it was just an accident.

Asking the lackey to bring the driver over, Bai Mu walked to the crying man.

Bai Mu, who has long been accustomed to seeing death, now also thought of the first death he had seen.

"Xiao...Xiaobai, your sister, she...she."

The man who had lost his voice several times still wanted to comfort Bai Mu at this time.

It is precisely this kind of character that Ye Mengli likes.

"I know, sorry."

Patting the man, Bai Mu spoke softly.

This was the first time in the past seven years that he had shown such an emotion. When Chu Huan, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw it, he did not show any surprise, but instead laughed maniacally.

"Yes, that's it, just a little more, a little more anger and hatred!"