Chapter 1

He Ping has always felt that his luck is extremely bad, not just a little bad. If every time he experienced ordinary bad luck, He Ping would actually think it was nothing. But the problem is, every time he is about to have bad luck, he will definitely have good luck before it. Every time he rejoices over his good luck, bad luck will follow, not only nullifying his good luck but also making things worse. Each time, this huge psychological gap leaves He Ping with a deep sense of disappointment.

In kindergarten, the class organized an outing, which for children of that age was a super large event. Naturally, He Ping was overjoyed. Just before the set date, his father got a raise, so He Ping received a lot of snacks and toys before the outing. For the young He Ping, this was undoubtedly very lucky. Unfortunately, his bad luck also worked without any hindrance. On the day of the outing, he had a fever and was hospitalized.

In the lower grades of elementary school, there was no concept of gender. At that time, he just wanted to play, so He Ping always wanted a male desk mate, preferably one who got along well with him. For example, the chubby Dong Xiaoniao was quite good, although he insisted that his name was Dong Dapeng. Originally, He Ping had been arranged to sit next to Dong Xiaoniao. Just as he was overjoyed again, a sudden transfer student brought his mood to an icy low. It was a quiet and shy girl. To He Ping, such a desk mate was nothing but boring.

In the higher grades of elementary school, He Ping understood the concept of gender, so this time he wanted a female desk mate. After much effort, he finally sat next to the class beauty and class president, and this desk mate was very much to his taste, being the object of his first love and crush. But good times didn't last long. Something happened at home, and he had to transfer schools. After transferring, his new desk mate was a bespectacled little genius, who, in He Ping's eyes, was nothing but boring.

In junior high school, He Ping became obsessed with sports, playing soccer, basketball, and table tennis. In the class team, although he wasn't the absolute core, he was a regular player. Unfortunately, in every match he participated in, he would gain an advantage in the early stages, but just when victory seemed within reach, the opponents would turn the tables at the last moment. Over three years of junior high school, He Ping didn't win a single match.

In high school, he was determined to become a top student, rejecting his friends' invitations to play and focusing on his studies. He listened attentively in every class and took notes diligently. He completed every assignment with care and never slacked off. Every time he got a test paper, he felt confident that there would be no problem, but after each exam, his scores were always unsatisfactory, far from matching his efforts. Each time, he would find many errors that he shouldn't have made.

After many ups and downs, He Ping finally got into college, and the college entrance exam didn't give him a hard blow. However, he later found that the blow was not absent but delayed until college. He lost his membership in the Youth League due to losing his membership card, and as a class officer, he faced constant conflicts among students, eventually leading to his dismissal. Despite his hard work, he failed some subjects. A girlfriend he had didn't last long before being taken by the student council president. Even when he went out with classmates, he lost his wallet.

However, after experiencing so many ups and downs, He Ping's mindset became quite open. In his third year of college, he found a girlfriend who stayed with him until graduation and even married him. He unexpectedly got his degree and immediately found a job after graduation, seemingly ending years of bad luck.

Unfortunately, most of this good luck was just a prelude to more bad luck. The bachelor's degree was no longer valuable, and postgraduates were everywhere. Although he had a job, the salary was low, with no bonuses, no overtime pay, no holiday allowances, and no paid leave. The workload was heavy, and the boss was a stingy and harsh person. His colleagues were hypocritical and opportunistic. In the era of relying on family connections, he had a father who was still in prison, leaving him with no hope.

After saving up some money, he quit his job and started a business. Just as his business was thriving and he thought he saw a bright future, he was betrayed and almost went bankrupt. He only managed to save his company by a thread, and the hope he had seen once again turned into a mirage. If it weren't for Dong Xiaoniao's help, he might have really had to queue up on the rooftop.

Actually, it's not just these details. In He Ping's entire life, there has been such a sense of helplessness. In elementary school, his parents were well-known young entrepreneurs in the city, and he was considered a rich second generation. But just before he graduated from elementary school, his father was imprisoned, and the family's fortunes declined. He Ping instantly transformed from a well-fed rich boy to a poor child who had to take care of himself. Every time heaven gave him a glimmer of hope, it immediately cast him into the abyss.

After experiencing so much, He Ping has become incredibly calm. Now, although he found that his nearly forty-year-old body had somehow turned into that of a twelve- or thirteen-year-old, and his mind was unusually clear, even remembering many things from the past, and his strength had become superhuman, he felt no joy or excitement. He knew that after this extraordinary event, there would certainly be an even more extraordinary event to push him off a cliff.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground beneath him began to shake, and He Ping looked around. He had no idea where he was. The surroundings were blocked by a ring of small hills, and he couldn't see the source of the shaking. He didn't recognize the wild grass growing in this small basin. Although he didn't know why he ended up here after drinking with Dong Xiaoniao the night before, it was clear that the situation was beyond his imagination.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shaking intensified, and small black dots appeared on both sides of the hills. The dots gradually became denser, forming a black line, which then thickened into a black curtain. This time, He Ping finally saw the scene on both sides.

Countless figures, clad in armor, riding war horses, and wielding weapons, surged like a tide. The sounds of people shouting, horses neighing, armor clashing, and weapons colliding merged into a cacophony that made He Ping's ears hurt. The sight, which looked like an ancient army in battle, made him stop thinking. When the two armies were less than a hundred meters away from him, he finally managed to say, "Holy shit! Is this a movie set?"