An Unusual Life Beginning with Evil Spirits

Volume 1. Let the Game Begin

Nothing happened in the following week.

I lay in bed recovering from my injuries, while the doctor would come by from time to time to check on my condition.

However, every time the doctor came, he looked at me with a surprised expression, as if he were looking at some rare specimen.

Later, I learned from Aunt Zhao that the recovery of my leg injury was much faster than expected.

Normally, injuries like this would take at least several months, even up to half a year to fully heal.

But after today’s X-ray in the afternoon, according to the doctor, the bones in my leg had already begun to gradually fuse, indicating that the healing was several times faster than usual.

The doctor kept marveling at me, but it didn’t affect me, because I had been analyzing my own condition.

This week has given me time to calmly think about a lot of things.

First of all, there was no doubt that I had died.

After all, my urn was sitting right on the nightstand beside my bed.

But there was a huge problem—‘I’ not only died, but during the period after death, I had even turned into an evil spirit that devoured other people's souls.

Was that normal?

No matter how I looked at it, my spirit was rather strange.

These past few days, when I had nothing to do, I used Aunt Zhao as a test subject, and gradually figured out what this so-called soul was all about.

Although I couldn’t understand the principle behind the creation of souls, at least now I knew how it worked.

Every normal person’s body contained a soul, and the soul was essentially made up of dominant consciousness + subconsciousness + instinctive consciousness.

The dominant consciousness was easy to understand—it was a person’s normal personality.

Subconsciousness was the underlying awareness, and the last part, instinctive consciousness, was responsible for some of the body’s instinctual activities, like breathing and sweating.

Souls could roughly be divided into these three types.

Souls depended on physical bodies.

However, evil spirits like me didn’t need a physical body.

But... once I left my body, I would feel a constant hunger eating away at my rationality.

In other words… when I had a body, I could control my will, but without it, I couldn’t control my emotions.

I didn’t dare to stay outside my body for long.

I was afraid my soul would lose control.

That strong urge to “eat” would begin to erode my consciousness once I was outside.

Only by returning to my body could it slowly recover.

I also roughly figured out the pattern.

Basically, if I stayed outside for an hour, I would need to rest inside my body for over a week.

Otherwise, that instinctive urge wouldn’t subside.

I didn’t know what would happen if I exceeded that time.

Would I... directly turn into an evil spirit that had no dominant consciousness and relied only on instinct?

I didn’t dare take that gamble, so I didn’t do any experiments in that area.

Instead, I occasionally used Aunt Zhao and the nurse on duty in the hallway for experiments.

First of all… the spirit form was cold.

Whether or not I did anything to the other person’s soul, as long as I approached them in my “evil spirit” state, they would feel a chill.

The closer I got, the colder it became.

From what the female nurse said, when I touched their bodies, they felt a freezing cold as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

This experiment… had the doctors and nurses on this floor whispering about “a haunting” lately.

And as the one who started it all, I could confirm—it really was a haunting, damn it.

On the other hand, I also discovered the mechanism of soul regeneration.

When the soul was attached to the body, there seemed to be a balance point between the soul and the body, and this balance point determined which side nourished the other.

When the soul was stronger than the body, the soul would feed some energy-like substance back into the body.

The reason my leg healed so quickly had a lot to do with this—after all, I had devoured quite a few souls.

As for Aunt Zhao, her soul was regenerating because the balance between her soul and body had been disrupted.

The one responsible… yes, it was me again.

That day, I took a bite out of Aunt Zhao’s shoulder.

Ever since that day, she started saying her shoulder hurt while working.

Later, she got cupping therapy and applied some medicated patches, which finally helped a lot.

These past couple of days, Aunt Zhao’s complexion had also improved significantly.

I heard she went home and made some chicken ginseng soup to nourish herself.

Seeing her recover in spirit, I was relieved, and I checked her soul at night.

Her shoulder had already mostly recovered within three days.

If one didn’t look closely, it was almost impossible to tell that part had been bitten off before.

Of course, I didn’t dare take another bite.

One bite was enough.

If I bit her again, she might notice something.

Aunt Zhao’s case was one where, after the soul was damaged, the body used external energy to nourish and replenish the soul.

Of course, this only applied to a small amount of loss.

If it were more than that, I had no idea what would happen.

As for my leg injury, it was due to my powerful soul feeding back into the body, which forcefully sped up the healing of an injury that normally required at least four months of rest.

Today was January 2nd, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Laba Festival.

There was less than a month until the Spring Festival, but I still had to lie in bed, staring at my gaming laptop with dual RTX 2080s and an i9-9980HK processor, holding my iPhone 11, enjoying a leisure time I had never experienced before.

I looked down at my computer screen and saw that I had died again in League of Legends.

I had no choice but to type out a “GG,” then closed the lid and tossed the laptop beside the bed.

I had to admit... suddenly having money really had made me start to float a little.

This laptop, in this day and age, a new one would cost at least sixty to seventy thousand.

And yet, here I was, daring to toss it onto the bed.

Even though the bed was a Simmons king-size, this kind of computer was basically a dream item for me.

As expected… men become corrupt when they have money.

Sigh! Even though I had already become a woman, it seemed that money still made one go bad.

If it were the old me, wouldn’t I have treated a gaming laptop like this as if it were my life?

Just like Liu Wanqian said, I was nothing but a poor loser, a loser so poor I couldn’t be any poorer.

After putting down the laptop, I glanced back at Aunt Zhao.

I had to admit, Aunt Zhao was indeed attentive.

Of course, the price was also high—ten thousand yuan a month.

With a caregiver at that price, it was hard to expect anything less.

Watching her carefully cut the apple into little rabbit shapes and place them on a plate, each one nearly identical, I had to say Aunt Zhao’s knife skills were quite impressive.

Casually grabbing one and tossing it into my mouth, I looked back out the window.

This morning, Gong Lianyu had come by and told me that ‘my’ husky had already passed quarantine and received new vaccinations.

But since it couldn’t be brought into the hospital, she brought me a few short videos instead, saying the husky had been sent home.

Looking at the “home” in the video… MMP, rich people really were something else—that was a damn villa.

Compared to my forty-square-meter little room… it couldn’t even compete with the decor of their yard.

Though the weather was cold, the yard had a pond, a small bridge, flowing water, decorative rocks, and steam rising off the surface of the lake.

Who knew if it was hot spring water or they just had water heaters installed.

Anyway, in the dead of winter, the water in the yard’s pond showed no signs of freezing.

Though the pond wasn’t fully open-air either—there was a glass roof covering the entire courtyard.

Mist drifted across the water’s surface, and colorful koi fish swam leisurely beneath.

In the hazy mist, it really did feel a little like a human paradise.

As for my husky… hmm!

It was diving into the water to catch fish in the video, then got pulled out and taken for a bath.

【What the hell!! You bastard! Don’t catch that! Who knows how much that one fish is worth!!】

Seeing the husky in the video, I grabbed Gong Lianyu’s phone in a panic, but to my disappointment, when the husky was pulled out, it had a big red koi in its mouth.

And from off-screen in the video, I could hear Liu Wanqian’s furious roar.

“You damn thing, let go!! I spent seven million on that one!”

Even a seasoned old fox like Liu Wanqian couldn’t help swearing in rage.

One could imagine just how much he loved that koi.

Fortunately, the husky hadn’t bitten down hard.

Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have been watching a video of the husky in the water, but a livestream of Liu Wanqian feasting on dog meat.

The last video was of Liu Wanqian himself, red in the face and yelling into the camera: “Tie that damn dog in the backyard!! I’m telling you, if that dog dares bite my koi again, I’ll stew it! I’ll eat it right in front of you! When Liu Wanqian says something, he means it! Liu Yunyan, you remember that!!”

Then came Gong Lianyu’s voice trying to calm him down, and the video ended.

Seeing Liu Wanqian that mad, I couldn’t help but want to laugh, though I also felt a bit sorry for my husky.

Sigh…

After that, Gong Lianyu asked if I needed anything.

What else could I possibly need?

She gave me a strange look, then whispered a few things to Aunt Zhao before leaving.

Aunt Zhao nodded along as she listened to Gong Lianyu while looking at me, leaving me completely confused.

Then… the next morning, I found out what the two of them had been talking about.

Lying under the covers, I didn’t even dare show my head.

From outside the blanket, I heard Aunt Zhao’s voice.

“Ai~ It’s not a big deal. Every woman has these days. Yesterday, Sister Gong also told me that the doctor originally thought you might have temporary amenorrhea, since you were so badly injured. But you’re young, after all. Looks like the injury wasn’t bad enough to stop your period. Alright, alright, don’t be shy. I’ll go wash the sheets now.”

My face flushed red, and I stayed hidden under the blanket all day, not daring to come out.

Until that night.

Hiding in the blanket, I was fiddling with my phone.

There wasn’t much to do—just playing some mobile games and doing things I never dared to do before, like spending on microtransactions, microtransactions, and more microtransactions~ stuff like that.

Just as I was about to use some paid gems to draw a follower, suddenly, a message popped up at the top of my phone.

“What is this?”

And the screen shifted to an app called “Honkai.”

An extremely simple interface, like something made by a beginner designer.

On this minimalist interface, there were only three options and a countdown timer.

I glanced curiously at the timer, then looked at the time on my phone…

“The countdown ends… at Twelve o’clock tonight?”