Chapter 1 RR

“You are Mark Benson?”

“That’s me!”

“Hmm…”

“Hmm…………”

“Hmm………………”

“Damn! Is this RR constipated or what? Just keeps humming and won’t stop?”

It was only after dying that Mark Benson learned the term “Reincarnation Resource.”

Reincarnation Resource: refers to reincarnation resources, collectively known as reincarnation resource consultants, abbreviated as RR. It’s a brand-new profession inaccessible to humans, with an outdated, superstitious, feudal term that’s been eliminated—Judge!

The chubby RR in front of him sat behind an office desk that wouldn’t cost more than five hundred yuan in the world of the living, wearing a cheap paper black suit, holding a stack of documents, and looking very serious.

Mark Benson was even more nervous than facing an HR interview. After all, HR only decided his job, but this RR decided what kind of reincarnation he could get.

Mark Benson still remembered that on that dark and windy night, .........., he quickly lost all memory.

Right, he had absolutely no recollection of what happened before he died.

Mark Benson’s mind was a complete blank—or to put it more accurately, his soul was a blank.

Mark Benson no longer had a brain in the physical sense; his soul was clearly lacking in storage. Anyway, he died in a muddle, went through the entire post-mortem process, and was sent to this RR’s office for a reincarnation interview.

He stared at the RR with a constipated look, secretly thinking, “With that troubled expression, am I going to the eighteenth level of hell or something?”

Mark Benson was letting his imagination run wild. His reporter’s occupational habit kicked in, and he started thinking about getting some news out of this RR. Just as he was preparing a few standard interview tricks, the RR in the cheap paper black suit finally spoke.

“Our RRA company! Yes, not the Rural Rapid Assessment company, but Reincarnation Resource Administration, officially called the Reincarnation Resource Management Company in Chinese…”

Mark Benson thought the name of this lousy company was such a mouthful, way too convoluted, but whenever he thought of another, more colloquial name, a bunch of 4044040404 would pop up from the depths of his soul…

“According to our investigation, you performed great deeds in your previous life. According to my records, your merit is enough to be reborn in the heavenly realm as a celestial being, never again suffering the pain of life’s restart.”

“But…”

“Damn! I knew it, good things never happen to me.”

“Wait, that’s not right! I don’t recall doing any great meritorious deeds in my previous life. Did this RR make a mistake?”

Mark Benson gave a complicated cupped-fist salute and said, “Master RR, just say what you have to say! I’m already at the RRA company, what tricks could you possibly pull?”

Smack!

The RR in the cheap paper black suit slapped the desk, shouted “Good!” three times, his chubby face breaking into a friendly smile, and lowered his voice: “Letting you reincarnate in the heavenly realm as a celestial being does have a few obstacles. So I’d like to discuss something with Mr. Benson. Would you consider reincarnating somewhere else? I’m willing to offer some compensation within my authority. For example, you could be reborn into an official’s family, a house of power and wealth, blessed with good fortune your whole life, living to a hundred, a harmonious marriage, and a harem of concubines…”

“What a tacky life, but kind of tempting.”

“Hold on! Can I ask, where exactly would I be reincarnated?”

The RR in the cheap paper black suit gave a sly smile and said, “The Immortal King of the Grand Void is about to open up a new paradise and needs some talented beings to inhabit it, so I’m here to discuss this with you. Such a great opportunity comes only once in a million years. The paradise created by the Immortal King is a brand new world. If you’re lucky, you might even become an immortal and achieve the Dao, your status far above mine, much better than being an ordinary celestial in the heavenly realm…”

“Deal!”

The RR in the cheap paper black suit had wanted to persuade him further, but didn’t expect Mark Benson to agree so readily, cutting off everything else he was about to say.

The RR in the cheap paper black suit was overjoyed, hurriedly handed over a document, and asked Mark Benson to sign.

Mark Benson took the document, glanced over it, and realized he couldn’t recognize a single word. His heart skipped a beat, and he thought, “Is this some kind of trap? I’ve already died once, so I’m not afraid of danger, but I’d hate to be tricked and left with a belly full of grievances and no one to complain to.”

Mark Benson hesitated in silence. The RR in the cheap paper black suit grew a little anxious and couldn’t help but urge him a couple of times, which only made him more suspicious. He couldn’t help but ask, “May I ask, what are the customs and conditions of the place I’m going to? Could you please introduce it, sir?”

The RR in the cheap paper black suit quickly replied, “The Immortal King of the Grand Void possesses boundless power. The paradise he’s created is called the Grand Void Divine Martial Realm. That world is filled with abundant spiritual energy, everyone is strong and healthy, martial spirit is highly valued, and people can even shatter the heavens with their fists and break the earth with their feet…”