The System Wants Me To Save A Lucky Tycoon [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

“Lin Junqing, host? Have you regained consciousness? Did you hear what I just said? I am the Salvation System. Because you accumulated virtue and did good deeds for a hundred lifetimes, I successfully bonded with you after your death in this life. From now on, I will take you to various worlds to complete missions—to save those ‘Children of Destiny’ who are on the verge of turning dark and suffering a mental breakdown.”

Lin Junqing lay in a strange, pure white space. The system told him this was his soul space. He knew he was dead. The idea of resurrection felt too surreal; his heart was in turmoil, and he did not want to speak. He just wanted a moment of silence.

Seeing that Lin Junqing did not respond, the system asked cautiously, “Host, are you feeling unwell? Is there a problem with your soul state?”

The host’s soul was perfectly intact, the bonding process had gone smoothly, and the system could even feel the strength of the host’s soul—truly living up to the reputation of someone who had been a great philanthropist for a hundred lifetimes. However, the host remained silent, not appearing to be in a healthy state.

It took a while for Lin Junqing to gather his strength to communicate with the system. “I do not know how to do anything; I am just a very ordinary person. How could I complete a salvation mission? And what exactly is this ‘Child of Destiny’ you speak of? Also, what happens if I fail the mission?”

He was already dead—could he die again?

The system replied, “Host, please do not belittle yourself. I am an auxiliary system, and I will certainly help you complete your salvation missions. In every world, there are individuals who are uniquely gifted—some possess heaven-defying talents, while others possess heaven-defying luck. We call these people ‘Children of Destiny.’ However, not every Child of Destiny uses their gifts to nurture the world and make it better. There are some powerful ones who, once they turn dark, pose a threat of destroying the world. The Heavenly Dao cannot target living beings directly, much less confront a Child of Destiny openly. If the Child of Destiny retaliates, the world’s destruction will only accelerate. We have been entrusted by the Heavenly Dao to find those Children of Destiny who are about to turn dark or have already turned dark. We must find ways to restore them to normalcy, fill their hearts with light, and dissuade them from the thought of destroying the world. That is our mission.”

The system continued, “Host, do not worry about punishments for failing. The power of a Child of Destiny is self-evident. If a mission fails, you will simply leave that world; there will be no other penalty. If you complete the mission successfully, you will receive a reward from the Heavenly Dao. These rewards can be integrated into your soul, making you stronger.”

Lin Junqing understood. Feeling relieved that there were no punishments for failure, he relaxed. He was not someone who could handle immense pressure; if his life were at stake, he would likely collapse from the stress.

The soul space remained a vast, white expanse. The system said that once his soul became stronger, he could renovate this space and make it his headquarters. Since there was no flow of time in the soul space, Lin Junqing thought of his family. He knew he could not go back, and even if he did, his body would have been cremated by now. His parents were timid people; it was better not to haunt them.

Noticing Lin Junqing’s silence again, the system asked tentatively, “Host, your soul is not yet very strong, so I cannot take you to a world that is too high-level. Your first world will likely be a modern one, though not your original world.”

Lin Junqing nodded slightly. “A modern world will do. It is more convenient than ancient times.” After all, he had lived in a modern society for twenty-five years.

The system added, somewhat sheepishly, “Actually, I cannot choose the world; I can only sense a general range. If the Heavenly Dao of a world detects that a Child of Destiny is showing signs of turning dark, it will contact systems like us to help make contact with them.”

Lin Junqing asked about the system’s origins, but it claimed not to know. It only knew it was a “Salvation System,” and Lin Junqing was its first host. It learned everything it knew about these missions from a “System Forum” where countless other systems posted.

After a bout of intense and uncomfortable vertigo, light appeared before Lin Junqing’s eyes, and the system’s voice resonated in his mind. “Host, we have arrived in the new world. You can communicate with me via thought from now on. The Heavenly Dao has provided you with a new body—identical to your soul—and a legitimate identity.”

Lin Junqing looked down at himself. He was wearing the same shirt and trousers he had been wearing when he died. In his pocket was an ID card; the name was the same, though the date of birth and ID number were different.

He looked around to find himself standing on the side of a highway and asked the system in his mind, “The Heavenly Dao could solve my identity, but could it not spare some money? In a modern society, you cannot get anywhere without money.”

He had no place to stay, no money in his pockets, and nothing of value on him. He was a living person now; he needed to eat, drink, and sleep.

The system replied, “Host, the Heavenly Dao cannot interfere too much. While the Heavenly Dao is powerful, it must abide by certain rules. Financial matters must be solved by you.”

Seeing Lin Junqing’s low spirits, it offered comfort, “Do not worry too much. I am an auxiliary system; I can connect to the world’s internet and look up any information you need. I will not let you starve. At worst, we can go hunting in the mountains.”

Lin Junqing twitched his mouth slightly. He was just an ordinary person; he could not even run for ten minutes without getting out of breath. If he went hunting, would he be hunting the prey, or would the prey be hunting him?

Using the system like a smartphone, Lin Junqing looked up his location and the local bus routes. That evening, a bus pulled up. He waved it down, smiled, and said to the driver, “Sir, I was out hiking, but some monkeys robbed my bag. I have lost my phone and wallet. Would it be possible to take me to the city? You can leave me your WeChat, and I will pay you back once I buy a new phone.”

He could not care less about “Children of Destiny” or system missions right now. The immediate priority was finding a job and a place to eat and sleep.

The driver was a kind man. Seeing that Lin Junqing did not look like a delinquent, he waved him on board and even paid the two-yuan fare for him. Lin Junqing thanked him profusely. Seeing that Lin Junqing was even better-looking than the stars on television, the driver pulled a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket.

“When you are out and about, you cannot go without money. Take this hundred.”

Lin Junqing was surprised to meet such a kind person and did not decline. “Sir, I will not be overly modest. I have lost everything, and I do not have any friends or relatives in the city. This hundred yuan will help me survive for quite a while. Please, give me your WeChat; I will definitely pay you back later.”

Hearing that Lin Junqing had no support in the city, the driver asked about his situation. Lin Junqing sighed with a pained expression, “I came here to clear my head, never expecting the monkeys to rob me. I had planned to go home after a short trip and had saved a whole year’s worth of money, but those monkeys were so fierce. Now I am penniless, and I do not want to go home and worry my parents. I will just find a job here first.”

The identity the Heavenly Dao gave him had no parents. Lin Junqing sensed that the driver was a warm-hearted person, so he intentionally acted embarrassed and sad. The driver immediately understood—Lin Junqing was just trying to save face. After all, everyone wants to return home in glory; he had lost all his money and was too ashamed to go back.

There were few people on the bus, and several elderly passengers looked at Lin Junqing with pity. After a moment of silence, the driver said, “Young man, I live in the suburbs. I have a spare room. If you do not mind, I can rent it to you, and you can pay me once you find a job.”

His house was at the edge of the suburbs, making it hard to rent out, and he felt Lin Junqing was not a bad person. Helping others was helping oneself, after all.

Lin Junqing gratefully accepted. The system remarked, “Our luck is great! We met a kind person immediately. Your appearance is so striking that the driver is not even worried you are a bad person.”

Lin Junqing went home with the driver. When the man learned Lin Junqing was a college graduate, he became even more enthusiastic, offering to share a meal and lend him money to buy a phone. Lin Junqing politely refused, saying, “Sir, your offer of a room is already more than enough. I will start looking for work tomorrow.”

A phone was not a necessity, as he had no bank account to use it for transactions anyway.

The next morning, Lin Junqing headed out with the hundred yuan the driver had lent him. By morning, he earned fifty yuan handing out flyers, and in the afternoon, he earned two hundred wearing a heavy teddy bear costume at a mall. It was a scorching day, and few were willing to do such hot, exhausting work, but the pay was good and paid daily.

By the time he finished, he had secured a spot to come back the next day. The daily wage was 450 yuan. Hearing that, Lin Junqing felt his dizziness vanish.

He worked at the mall for a week, opened a bank account, and bought a secondhand phone. He repaid the driver and continued to rent his room, as he could not afford a place in the city proper.

At noon, while taking off his mascot head to drink water in a corner, he heard the system’s voice: “Target detected within 1,000 meters. Opening Target Panel.

Child of Destiny: Xie Lin Age: 31 Height: 191cm Identity: Chairman of Xie Group, Head of the Xie Family. Sunlight Value: 40 (Negative values indicate darkness)”

Lin Junqing looked toward where the system indicated. Xie Lin, at 191cm, was striking in a black suit. His long strides were sharp, and his intense facial features made him look like a vampire count.

Xie Lin sensed the gaze and swept his eyes over the mascot sitting in the corner. He could not see Lin Junqing’s face clearly from this distance and looked away, expressionless.