Chapter 5: Life Transformation System

Everyone lived in the same village, and everyone knew the situation of the Bai family. Since it was a house of recent mourning, the liveliness had faded, and naturally, no one wanted to stay long.

Except for a few people who had good relations and offered a few words of comfort, the rest had come purely to gawk at the spectacle.

Listening to people’s inner thoughts wasted energy, so Bai Yunxi couldn't be bothered to pry.

In the blink of an eye, only her own family remained in the courtyard: the families of her eldest and second sons, her third child—a daughter who had already married out—and her fourth and fifth sons, who were twins.

The family stared at her with wide eyes. Bai Yunxi suppressed the urge to curse and swept a chilly gaze over her eldest son.

"Eldest, shouldn't you go and fetch a doctor to bandage me up? Are you waiting to collect my corpse?"

Seeing his mother’s hostile tone, Bai Anchen’s expression changed. He knelt directly on the ground and spoke with grievance,

"Mother, it is all this son’s unfilial fault. Our family doesn't have a single copper coin..."

*‘Not only does the family not have a single cent, but we still owe the doctor two strings of cash that haven't been repaid.’*

"Very well. By the sound of it, even if I were dying, you wouldn't fetch a doctor for me?"

Bai Yunxi was choked with anger, looking at him with extreme disappointment. It was fortunate she wasn't the original owner; otherwise, she might have been angered to death all over again even if she had survived.

The old scholar had risked everything to pull strings, just to pave the way for these sons, hoping they would have the chance to attend school in the county. Who would have thought he had raised a pack of white-eyed wolves?

Hearing their mother’s angry tone, the sons all knelt down in a flurry.

In this era, filial piety was greater than heaven; they dared not bear the charge of being unfilial.

Bai Anchen, in particular, turned pale and shuffled forward on his knees, pressing his forehead to the ground to kowtow twice.

"Mother, please calm your anger. Even if I have to throw away this face of mine, I will fetch a doctor for you."

Having said that, he shakily climbed to his feet, wiped his face, and turned to head out.

Bai Yunxi watched his retreating back, her expression cold.

"Du-shi, help me into the room to lie down for a while. You all should hurry up and pack; we need to move as soon as possible."

A bunch of bastards—they didn't even want to bandage her wounds, wanting her to just tough it out. Did she owe them something?

"Mother, must we really move?" The second son, Bai Anyan, looked at Bai Yunxi with a bitter face.

"If we don't move, do you have the money to pay off the debts?"

Bai Anyan’s face flushed red, and he shook his head. He didn't have a single copper coin on him either.

"Don't give me any more nonsense. If you don't have money, keep your mouths shut. Everyone go pack up, move out, and get lost as soon as possible."

Enduring the dizziness, she was helped to the bed by Du-shi and lay down.

Not one of her sons cared about their mother’s health. What use were such sons? Once she recovered, she would take her household registration and get out of there as fast as she could.

"Danger warning... Host has intentions to flee, which does not conform to the character persona."

Just as Bai Yunxi was stunned, a virtual electronic board appeared before her eyes, displaying the words: "Life Reformation System."

What the hell was this?

As soon as a question mark popped into her mind, a line of text appeared on the electronic screen, answering her on the spot.

It is not a ghost, but a virtual system space. Ms. Bai Yunxi is the first host selected by the system.

Bai Yunxi: "..."

She was brought here by this crappy system?

Why her?

As this thought emerged in her mind, another line of subtitles appeared on the virtual electronic screen.

Because your aura is compatible with the original owner, and you died of overwork in your original world.

Bai Yunxi was dumbfounded. She died?

Why didn't she feel anything at all?

And what about the retirement money she had worked so hard to earn? Did it go to the state, or did it become a zombie account? She hadn't even had the chance to write a will!

This time, no matter how much she complained, the system gave her no reply.

(End of chapter)