Upon returning, Ding Yun submitted her mission and trial report with hardly any hesitation, then chose a new mission and a new golden finger.
And entered the mission world.
...
[Client: Liu Xiaohua
Mission Request: Complete my life's diary, fulfill all the dreams in the diary.
Mission Reward: Ten soul points.]
Seeing this mission request, Ding Yun was speechless. This person was stacking bugs, it was no different from wishing to the Genie of the Lamp that I want to complete a wish, it was too much.
But even with complaints, as long as the mission was theoretically within her capabilities, she still had to help.
So, she proceeded to merge with the original host.
And sorted through the memories.
A few minutes later, the original host's memories of the past ten-plus years flashed through Ding Yun's mind like a slideshow.
The original host was born in '94.
Her parents were married through a blind date. Neither had any ex-boyfriends or ex-girlfriends, nor any other messy affairs. Anyway, after looking at each other for a few times, they just hit it off.
And got together.
After marriage, one worked while the other farmed. Within two years, they had the original host, and then continued working and farming.
The original host's mother, who was farming, also took care of the original host.
The original host didn't remember much of her childhood, only a few memorable moments. For example, her paternal grandparents urged her parents to have another son, and her mother retorted impolitely, "Are you paying the fine then?"
"If you pay, I'll have one."
Then, her grandparents had nothing more to say.
Another example was when her paternal grandmother disliked that the original host's grades were not good, suggesting she should stop studying and learn a trade. Her mother then scoffed, "Even if my daughter's grades are bad, she's not like you, who found it too difficult in the third grade, tore up your books on a bridge, and stopped studying."
In the end, she only reached a third-grade level.
Of course, these were the few points the original host remembered vividly. As for the rest, it was normal three meals a day, going to school, playing with classmates and friends, and days passing by.
After kindergarten came primary school.
After primary school came junior high.
How to describe the process?
When the original host was stimulated, she would strive for a period, but once that burst of energy passed, she would become dejected again, settling for mediocrity. She was a textbook example of someone with intermittent bursts of effort and sustained mediocrity.
When her grades were good, she could rank in the top ten of her grade.
When her grades were bad, she could drop to the middle or lower part of the class.
When her parents first discovered this situation, they could still somewhat stabilize her academic performance by scolding, beating, and controlling her.
But in this world, there was a term called "old hand."
And a saying that goes, "skin is honed by practice."
After being scolded and lectured too much, the original host no longer cared. They said what they wanted, it went in one ear and out the other. She did what she wanted. She wasn't afraid of being beaten, as they wouldn't dare to beat her to death. Moreover, she could escape, couldn't she? She had two legs for walking.
Because of this, except for the second and third grade of primary school when her family didn't pay much attention and her grades were slightly worse, her grades remained acceptable until the end of junior high. However, in junior high, her grades dropped again because that year, the original host not only became an old hand but also became obsessed with chasing idols and reading romance novels with angsty relationships.
That was the trend back then, even the literary world was influenced by "pain literature," called "painful youth literature."
The final result was that the original host didn't do well in her high school entrance exams.
She only got into a mediocre high school.
Then, her parents thoroughly searched her room. Her collection of romance novels, celebrity posters, and lyric books were all torn up.
That day, the original host screamed quite miserably.
She was filled with despair and grief, even having thoughts of hanging herself to make them regret it.
But later, she gave up because she didn't feel well.
After entering high school, the original host, quite unusually, became motivated again. She even made a deal with her mother: for every improvement in her exam scores, she would receive a certain amount of money. Following this, she studied diligently, sacrificing sleep and meals, to catch up on missed lessons.
At the same time, she saved her daily pocket money.
She also economized on her breakfast money whenever possible.
All this was so she could somehow buy back the posters and other items that had been destroyed, and continue reading novels.
During the day, she listened attentively in class.
If she felt sleepy, she would use medicated oil or pinch her thigh.
At night, she would study until ten o'clock, then pretend to turn off the lights, and secretly read rented novels under the covers.
There was a rental shop near her school where she could rent books without buying them. The deposit was only the price of two books, and new books were added periodically. While not comprehensive, there were many, and it was generally quite cost-effective.
During that period, the original host was both diligent and indulgent.
She slept less than four hours a day.
Her grades didn't drop, but her health rapidly declined.
Coupled with saving money and starving herself, her physical fitness deteriorated quickly, and she eventually died of exhaustion.
After that, Ding Yun arrived.
As the memory sorting concluded and the fusion with the original host's body was complete, Ding Yun could clearly feel the weakness of this body. Fortunately, the original host's weakness was both physical and mental. Ding Yun was at least not mentally weak now, so she could still force herself up to hide the novel she was halfway through reading, a female-supremacy romance.
To avoid it being discovered.
Then, she quickly put her body into deep sleep.
She had to catch up on some sleep and recover.
At a little past five the next morning, to be precise, less than four hours after Ding Yun entered deep sleep, there was a banging on the door from outside, and at the same time, the alarm clock by the bed began to ring for the second time.
"Liu Xiaohua, why aren't you up yet?
Look at the time, you have school. Turn off that alarm, your father is still sleeping.
Hurry up, get up and get to school!"
Only then did Ding Yun suddenly wake up, yawn, and stretch. She still felt slightly tired, but she quickly turned off the alarm and said:
"Got it, Mom, I'm getting up now!"
After speaking, she immediately threw off the covers, got up, put on her clothes, and unlocked the door to go out.
She went out to get the breakfast money from the table.
Then she washed up and prepared to go to school.
Her mother, Wang Haiyan, came into the room to tidy her bed and fold her quilt. It wasn't until Ding Yun left at six o'clock that she leisurely began preparing breakfast, cooking porridge and fried rice.
The porridge was for herself.
The fried rice was for her husband.
In fact, if the child didn't have school, they could have woken up later, as they didn't have to go to work so early. But there was no choice, the child had an early morning reading class at 6:30, so as parents, they had to cooperate.
Meanwhile, Ding Yun was cycling to school, examining the golden finger she was about to try out.
And her mood was quite complex.
Because the golden finger she was trying this time was called—
The Pokeball Manufacturing System.