NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5: Strange situation
In the moment of happiness, Zhang Fei subconsciously tried to stand up, only to realize—yet again—that he really couldn't.
His excitement faded as reality slapped him in the face. "But… how am I supposed to heal myself, bro?" he muttered.
"Look at me! Nothing works! How can I heal myself when I can't even move? What do you want me to do? heal myself through willpower?"
Silence.
Then, the system window flickered.
[Error: Host is experiencing excessive despair. Attempting motivation program…
A new window popped up.
[New Optional Mission: First Lesson in Perseverance]
[Objective: Move a single finger.]
[Reward: +1 Qi Recovery Speed]
Zhang Fei's eye twitched. "Are you fucking serious?"
He was about to say something more when the system replied in its usual voice. "No, I was joking."
Zhang Fei clenched his hand. "Try a better one next time, you lame-ass fucker," he cursed aloud.
The system fell into silence.
Zhang Fei waited, expecting some kind of response, but the silence dragged on. Finally, after several minutes, he sighed in frustration.
"I'm sorry, system. It was my fault. I shouldn't have gone hard on you."
There was a long pause before the system finally replied in a shaky, girly response. "Uhhh... It's okayyy."
Zhang Fei froze. His eyes narrowed as he processed the system's voice. Is this for real? Is this system a fucking loli or something?
Clearing his head, he focused on the more important task at hand.
"Can you please just tell me what the task actually is?"
The system replied with surprising excitement, "Yes, host!" And with that, a new window appeared in front of him.
[Mission: First Step to Recovery]
[Due to your birth defect, you were born a cripple. You basically are just a statue with a life in it that can't do anything. For the past 18 years, you have suffered, and now you have the chance to heal and change your fate.]
[Objective: Get handjob]
[Reward: Your whole body will be healed.]
Zhang Fei stared at the window, unable to comment on anything.
After a brief silence, a smirk returned to his face. Hand job, huh? Not bad.
But who the hell is going to give me one? His gaze flicked to his own paralyzed body. I can't even move or ask for it. My fucking mouth doesn't even work. What kind of sick joke is this?
He gritted his teeth in frustration. It was one thing to be in this strange situation, but now the system was throwing out even more bizarre tasks.
Minutes felt like hours as Zhang Fei lay still, his mind swirling with many questions.
Just when he was about to lose himself, the door creaked open. His eyes instinctively moved toward the figure entering the room.
His vision was still slightly blurry, but as it cleared, he got a good look at the woman before him. She wore a simple green robe, her elegant face etched with faint wrinkles.
But what caught Zhang Fei's attention the most were her massive twin mountains, barely concealed by her dress. No matter how much she tried to hide them, they were impossible to ignore.
She had a mature air around her, and back on Earth she would probably be in her mid-30s.
The woman's warm smile deepened as she noticed Zhang Fei's gaze.
"Oh, my dear Zhang Fei, you've finally woken up," she said gently, her voice soft, filled with motherly affection.
She stepped forward, pulling a chair close to the bed before sitting down beside him. Her elegant hands reached for his hair, caressing it tenderly.
Zhang Fei's eyes, however, remained fixed on her massive twin mountains. The gentle rise and fall of her chest beneath the robe seemed almost hypnotic.
He wanted to say something, anything, but his mouth wouldn't move. The frustration of being unable to speak burned inside him.
The woman, oblivious to his thoughts, continued stroking his hair with a soothing motion.
"You must be hungry," she said, her voice laced with concern. "Do you want to eat?"
Zhang Fei's throat tightened, wanting to speak something, but his body refused to respond.
Forcing every bit of strength that he could gather, Zhang Fei managed to give a weak nod. It wasn't much, but it was enough.
The woman's eyes widened in excitement, and a bright smile lit up her face.
"See, Zhang Fei! You've changed! You can nod now!" Her voice trembled with joy. "You'll heal soon—I know it. And when you do, you'll rule the massive legacy of your father."
Zhang Fei stared at her in confusion. What? Massive legacy? His thoughts raced as he tried to piece things together. Is my pops some kind of god or something?
He wanted to ask, but his mouth still wouldn't move. All he could do was stare as the woman continued to stroke his hair softly.
This is crazy, Zhang Fei thought. What kind of life did I just get thrown into?