In my last life, our family adopted a little girl, Skylar, and from that moment on, our luck took a wild turn for the better. Our old, rundown house suddenly hit the jackpot in a new redevelopment boom. Our little diner became an overnight sensation, exploding into a nationwide chain. Even the random lottery tickets we bought hit a cool million dollars. My parents swore it was all Skylar’s doing. But the better our family fared, the worse they treated me. I worked my ass off, silently counting down the days until college entrance exams, hoping to change my fate. Instead, a homeless person murdered me on the very day of the test, while my sister got into a top-tier university. Turns out, Skylar was a transmigrator, armed with a ‘plunder system.’ The more miserable I was, the better her luck. When I opened my eyes again, I was back, one day before the exams. 0 “Greetings, Host. I am System 009.” A cold, mechanical voice echoed in my ear. After rebirth, I’d bound myself to a ‘Malice Rebound System.’ Endure malice, gain points, and I could buy anything I needed from the shop. It was the day before my college entrance exams, and I stared at my scrawny body, my hands trembling just to pick up a pen. With this kind of stamina, how was I going to survive the test tomorrow? I wasted no time. I immediately went looking for my mom and Skylar, the two people who harbored infinite malice toward me. Skylar was the transmigrator. She’d steadily stolen all my luck just by bullying and tormenting me. This time, it was her turn to pay. I waited for them in front of the opulent mansion. My mom, egged on by Skylar, went to a private club every day at 3 PM, claiming it was for “charity.” But that private club was a front for some seriously shady dealings, and Skylar was neck-deep in their money laundering schemes. Mainly, it was about fulfilling her transmigration mission, right? Why else would she dabble in scams and illegal schemes instead of living like a queen? A short while later, a Maybach zoomed down the driveway. I steeled my resolve and just lay down in front of the gate. The driver slammed on the brakes, startling everyone inside. My mom shrieked, “What the hell are you doing?! If you don’t want this job, get lost!” The driver stammered, his voice meek, “Sorry, ma’am, there’s someone lying in front of the gate.” Skylar’s lazy voice drifted out, laced with an arrogant indifference. “So what if you hit trash like that? It’s just a matter of paying them off.” Mom fawned over her, chiming in, “My sweet daughter is right.” She then yelled at the driver, “Didn’t you hear Miss Skylar?!” “Go see what’s going on!” The driver got out and approached me. He didn’t recognize my grimy face at first. Just as he was about to kick me out of the way, I swiftly latched onto his leg and wailed, “Sir, it’s me, Willow!” The driver looked closely at my face. “It really is Miss Willow!” “Miss Willow? What are you talking about?!” My mom flew into a rage. “Don’t you dare spout nonsense! We only have one daughter in this house, and she’s sitting in the car!” She quickly turned to appease Skylar, “Honey, Mom only has you. These servants don’t know any better, don’t take it to heart.” When Skylar heard it was me, she didn’t get angry. Instead, she stepped out of the car, looking oddly intrigued. I knew it. She would never pass up a chance to humiliate me. 0
“You’re still breathing?” She stood before my dirt-covered self, looking like a princess. “Some people’s lives are just worthless.” Mom, fussing, held an umbrella over Skylar’s head, soothing her repeatedly, “Darling, what if you get sunburnt? Why waste your breath on trash like this?” I carefully looked at the face I hadn’t seen in a year. My mom, meanwhile, wouldn’t even spare me a glance. When I was little, I was the cherished child. Until my mom brought home a new sister. She told me, “You’re an older sister now, you have to take good care of your little sister.” I was genuinely happy. I wouldn’t be alone anymore. I never imagined it would be the beginning of my nightmare. After Skylar arrived, our family miraculously started to thrive, undergoing a drastic transformation. My parents said it was all thanks to Skylar. At first, when Skylar took my favorite clothes and my most beloved toys, I’d cry and run to Mom to complain. But Mom would scold me, “You selfish thing! What’s wrong with giving these things to your sister?!” Later, Skylar declared I was an inferior person, and my parents demanded I live with the dog. I shared a bowl with the dog, eating the scraps they threw our way. When Skylar was in a bad mood, she’d demand Dad beat me. The man who once cherished me would take his expensive leather belt and lash me fiercely until Skylar smiled. Little me would kneel on the ground, in agonizing pain, but I dared not cry out. Because if I did, Skylar would be unhappy. And if she was unhappy, Mom and Dad would be unhappy. I endured such humiliation, desperately awaiting the college entrance exams to change my fate. And Skylar, she even stripped me of that chance. Thinking of this, I dusted myself off and stood before her, then slapped her. “Too lazy to listen to your garbage, bitch!” 0
My actions were so sudden, everyone was stunned. Looking at her face, I really couldn’t think of anything else to say. Even though I was skin and bones, I put all my strength into that slap, jumping up to deliver it. Her face immediately swelled red. Skylar’s usual haughty composure vanished, replaced by a shrill, shrew-like scream. “You little whore! How dare you hit me!” She’d never been hit in her entire life. Forgetting all dignity, she lunged at me, throwing a punch. I hadn’t dodged, initially intending to just take the hit. But then I remembered, not only would it not harm me, but 009 would send a points notification. “Received malicious attack +10 points.” Oh, how smart 009 was! What did I have to worry about now? I went crazy, grabbing a stone from the ground and throwing it at her, along with handfuls of dirty mud. In no time, she transformed from an elegant beauty into a disheveled mess. I sighed internally. What a pity. Next time, I’d have to bring a bucket of literal shit. Things took a turn so fast that only then did Mom realize what was happening. She spun around, glaring at me furiously. “You little bastard! How dare you touch our Skylar!” She yelled at the driver, “What are you standing there for?! Go beat her up!” “Try it if you dare!” I held up my phone, pointing it at the driver. “If you touch me, I’ll call the cops and have you arrested!” “They’re my family, but you’re not! Think carefully before you act!” The driver hesitated, unsure, after hearing my words. My mom couldn’t stand it. “You little brat! Then I’ll teach you a lesson myself! To show you what respect for your elders means!” I swiftly dodged the slap Mom aimed at my face. If you don’t play fair, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Not making money off you would be an absolute crime! 0
I pretended to be beaten, wailing dramatically. In reality, their punches and kicks dissolved into nothing on my body, mitigated by 009, feeling like a gentle breeze. Not only did I suffer no harm, but I also gained a ton of points. But the acting had to be convincing. Skylar was usually brainless, only good at bullying me to steal my luck. My mom was too busy protecting her adopted golden daughter, terrified of her suffering any setback. Neither of them noticed anything off about me. They even got tired from hitting me. Skylar, remembering my luck was gone and I was practically dead meat tomorrow, sneered, “Low-class trash, let’s see how you die tomorrow!” 009’s pleasant voice chimed again: “Received malicious threat +5 points.” Who knew? Even being threatened gave me points! I quickly retorted, “Even if I die, I’ll come back for you. After all, you’re my sister, aren’t you, my dear sister!” Passive aggression was the best way to deal with a basic bitch like her. Perfect! I must have a lot of points now. I quickly called up the system. “009, quick! How many points do I have?” “Current points: 135.” I waited for them to be distracted, then grabbed a stone, ran to the car, smashed the windows, and dragged it along the side, leaving massive scratches. “Disgusting, aren’t I?!” Naturally, I was rewarded with a torrent of insults from my mom and Skylar. I put in my earbuds. Let this malicious world come at me even harder! 0
Even though the security guards eventually dragged me away, that little venture was quite profitable. “009, open the shop for me.” The system shop was dazzling, but the prices were highway robbery. A small stamina booster cost a whopping 50 points. To safely get through my exams tomorrow, I had no choice but to buy the stamina booster first. But then I thought of that homeless person, and I gritted my teeth, buying ‘Evil Repellent Spray.’ My heart ached at the remaining points. In my last life, that homeless person was like an NPC on a quest, coming at me for no reason and killing me. I figured it was most likely because Skylar had stolen all my luck, leading to such a consequence. Walking around with zero luck, the probability of being killed was incredibly high. After drinking the stamina booster, a surge of power coursed through my body, spreading to my limbs. This booster not only improved my physical fitness but also sharpened my mind! Right now, I could run half a mile without breaking a sweat. The next morning, I was fully prepared for the exams. I remembered how, in my last life, I had foolishly sent my mom a text message, just begging her to come see me. “Mom, tomorrow’s my exam. Could you possibly come see me?” All I got back was, “No matter what you do, you’ll never compare to Skylar. You’re destined to be low-class trash.” She probably forgot I was her flesh and blood. Did they really think they were so superior? This time, I’d show her what I was truly capable of. On the way, I saw that homeless person again. Just as they lunged at me, I sprayed them with the repellent, and without waiting to see their reaction, I quickly ran off. I ran, glancing back, and saw they weren’t hurt. They just stood there, dazed, staring in the direction I’d gone. Finally, I got a clear look at their face. It wasn’t a man; it was a woman! A wave of shock and horror washed over me. That face… it was identical to Skylar’s! 0 Only after entering the exam hall did I realize that Skylar was in the same testing room as me this year. She looked utterly shocked when she saw me walk in. She haughtily walked up to me and spoke, “You’re still alive?”
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