Chapter 2 Program Errors

  Along with Zhao Hui's voice of a thousand thanks, the director's fingers tapped on the keyboard to input some information. At a glance, his face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

  "Little Zhao, I'm really sorry about this. The body you left behind has already been cremated and can't be returned." The person in charge said with difficulty, although it wasn't their fault, but since they had just promised the other party, now that things have fallen through, they were still a bit embarrassed.

  Zhao Hui's eyes widened in shock as he stuttered, "N-no, it can't be, how is this possible so soon?"

  "This shows that your company's boss was afraid of your parents causing trouble, so they spent money to find some evidence and cremated your body. They also discussed compensating your parents with 200,000 yuan, and their security manager has been arrested." The person sighed and said, feeling a bit comforted in his heart, knowing the situation clearly. For an ordinary family, 200,000 yuan is a huge sum of money, enough to buy a house in a small county town.

  "Is that so." Zhao Hui let out a disappointed sigh, his body gone, and now he wouldn't be able to go anymore. Under the turmoil in his mind, he suddenly thought of a countermeasure - nowadays aren't there many urban rebirths? Could it be that he could also return to his childhood, and at that time rely on his ability to predict the future, wouldn't he also be able to achieve great things?! "Sir, do you think I can be reborn back to my childhood?"

  He furrowed his brow, then smiled and said: "Great idea. Hehe, this is simply a perfect combination, if we really send you back to your childhood, no one will be able to discover the problem, and I won't have to take responsibility either."

  He said and did it, got up from his seat and pulled Zhao Hui outwards.

  In a corner of the Erda Institute, there was an inconspicuous small house where Iron General sat at the door. Ten meters in front of the house stood a notice board with two large characters: Forbidden Zone!

  Divided by a signboard, it's like two worlds. In front is the clean and shiny marble floor, while behind near the small house is overgrown with weeds, like a wasteland.

  The two ghosts looked around cautiously, saw that there were no other ghosts nearby, pulled Zhao Hui and ran towards the small hut. The rusty iron door creaked open, and the two ghosts pushed it open and entered.

  The hut was also in disarray, with dusty instruments of unknown purpose scattered about. "Where is this?" Zhao Hui asked in confusion.

  Hehe, with a smile, the person who closed the door said proudly: "You don't know this, do you? This is a great secret of our Netherworld. This room is called Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, it can send souls to the past and future. According to the materials I've read, it was built by the second master of the second place about 300 years ago. However, this thing goes against the heavenly way, and it hasn't been used yet, so it's been sealed up. But the technology contained in this thing is really too advanced, so we haven't dared to dismantle it, so it became a forbidden land. This is something I only knew after reading through historical materials, hehe."

  "This is so formidable." Zhao Hui exclaimed in surprise, perhaps this was the origin of the phrase "ghostly craftsmanship".

  "Alright, let's hurry up, if others find out, we'll be in trouble." As he said this, the person took out a handheld computer and connected it.

  Watching the familiar movements, Zhao Hui couldn't help but suspect that he was from a maintenance background. "Alright, sit in this chair." The skillful person pushed the stunned Zhao Hui onto the chair placed in the center of the small room and then wrapped the lines connected to the chair around Zhao Hui's body.

  This situation reminded Zhao Hui of the electric chair of Little Japan, and he asked nervously: "Sir, won't there be any accidents?"

  "Don't worry, I'm extremely familiar with this thing, there won't be any mistakes, just wait for the time to show off your skills like when you were a kid, heh heh." The person sitting in front consoled without even lifting their head.

  "Alright." After being busy for half a day, Chu finally straightened up and patted Zhao Hui, who was still a bit worried, saying: "Xiao Zhao, go and do well." As he spoke, his hand pressed the start button on the palm computer.

  Sparks flew everywhere, and Zhao Hui, whose face was twisted in agony from the electric shock, disappeared into the suddenly rising white smoke. Watching the smoke rise, Chu couldn't help but be shocked, wondering what had happened, and threw away the handheld computer in his hand, ignoring the potential danger, and rushed in.

  With a loud cough, the white smoke gradually dispersed, and the chair in front of him was empty. Looking at this scene, he excitedly muttered: "It's done, my invention is successful! Yeah, hahaha!"

  "Program error, program error,……" The mechanical voice repeated monotonously. Duan Yueming, the inventor of the Star Movement, who had just come back to his senses from surprise, paused for a moment, turned around and picked up the palm computer. Four big red characters were neatly lined up on the screen: Program Error!

  "No, it can't be." The stunned Chu Zu looked at the empty chair and furrowed his brow. This thing was indeed a product of 300 years ago, but it wasn't invented by the current Chu Zu's predecessor, rather it was created by the developer of the underworld reincarnation system back then, who is now the second-in-command of the department. However, this thing did go against the will of heaven and was sealed away as soon as it was developed, and has never been activated until now.

  This matter has always been a regret in Chu's heart. This time, while helping Zhao Hui, it was more of fulfilling his wish. However, he didn't expect that something went wrong, which made Chu feel sad. What's more important is that Little Zhao disappeared without a trace, and there's no way to know where he went, the later data can't be obtained at all. Moreover, it's very likely that Little Zhao was electrocuted and his soul flew away!

  He let out a sigh and walked out dejectedly, the thing he had painstakingly invented was only half-finished after all. It seemed that from now on, this place would indeed be a forbidden land, there was no need to let others' souls scatter again. Only poor Little Zhao, such a good young man.

  Zhao Hui was electrocuted until he was dizzy, and in the moment before he fainted, he suddenly thought of a way to deal with the evil spirit, no need to draw talismans, just use electricity to solve it.

  The 43rd year of Jiajing in the great Ming dynasty, early spring, Shaoxing Prefecture, Zhejiang.

  "Look, what is he doing?" A scholar wearing a Confucian robe pointed at Shen Chongming, who was squatting by the river and skipping stones. "Hmph, a prestigious scholar from the prefectural school actually engaging in such childish games, it's truly a shame to the literati!" Song Qingyang, widely regarded as the number one talent of Shaoxing Prefecture, said with disdain, folding his fan.

  "Brother Song, why don't you and I play a trick on him? Hehe." A man with a lewd expression beside Song Qing said.

  "Good suggestion, what do you think about making him a laughing stock?" Song Qingyang said with his eyes fixed on the eldest young lady of the Wan Manor, Wan Jia Yi, who was not far away.

  Wan Jia Yi is a famous beauty from Shaoxing Prefecture, and her father is the richest merchant in Shaoxing Prefecture. Almost every man in Shaoxing Prefecture dreams of marrying Wan Jia Yi as his wife. If he really gets to hold this beautiful woman in his arms, then for the rest of his life, he will have no worries about food and drink!

  Song Qingyang had ambitions for his career, but if he wanted to rise step by step, it was absolutely impossible without money. Although Song Qingyang was also the son of a wealthy family, that little family wealth compared to the Wan family was really insignificant.

  However, Wan Jia Yi, this young lady from a wealthy family, has very high standards. Since she was 16 years old, many people have come to propose to her, but none of them have succeeded, including sons of local celebrities and officials.

  Song Qingyang had also thought of asking Hongniang to propose, but was afraid of being rejected and losing face, so he decided to take a different approach to win the beauty's favor. This time, it was he who suggested the students' spring outing, having heard that Miss Wan would be going out for a stroll today.

  Just now, Song Qingyang was thinking of a way to get Miss Wan's attention, and it wasn't until someone reminded him that he thought of this clever plan. Shen Chongming, this clumsy wooden lump, can't be used to set himself off better? Hehe.

  Shen Chongming, who was standing by the river, throwing stones with all his heart, didn't know that he would soon become a scapegoat for his classmates. He continued to repeat his actions, enjoying the rare joy.

  The people around were all followers of Song Qingyang, and he didn't make much of a secret of it either. He whispered a few words in their ears, and the crowd couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, saying: "Brother Song's great strategy!" Song Qingyang smiled smugly, everything was self-evident.

  The young lady with a million attendants and servants is getting closer, Song Qingyang's mouth corners rose slightly as he smiled lightly: "Go ahead." When facing beautiful women, one mustn't do anything unseemly; it's best to be the embodiment of righteousness.

  Shen Chongming, who was completely unaware, did not know that danger was approaching, and he continued to repeat his actions with a silly smile. A shout of surprise, the unguarded Shen Chongming was pushed into the river.

  The river water was not shallow, enough to drown a young man. "Save me!" Shen Chongming struggled to shout out as he barely floated up from the water surface before sinking again. By the way, Shen Chongming is a poor swimmer!

  "Miss, someone has fallen into the water!" The maid next to her, Xiang'er, exclaimed after hearing the cry for help. Wan Jia Yi frowned and immediately ran towards the riverbank, shouting "Quickly save the person!" A dozen or so servants heard the order and rushed towards the direction of the sound.

  Several imperial scholars were already stunned at this time, looking at Shen Chongming's appearance, it was clear that he couldn't swim! Although they had a playful heart, once someone lost their life, they would have to take responsibility. Although they were all knowledgeable people, the experience of saving lives was something they had never had before. The several stunned people simply stared blankly and no one thought to go down and pull Shen Chongming up.

  Song Qingyang was not relaxed either, that one cry for help made his original intention to show off in front of the beauty disappear without a trace. To say that he was the mastermind, if someone really died, those people who pushed Shen Chongming into the water would definitely expose him, and plotting against the son of an official was not something that could be settled with just money, let alone Shen Chongming's family background was similar to his own, and he was also the only child in his family, his father who liked to calculate every detail would fight for justice even if it meant risking his life.

  Shen Chongming sank into the water again, and this time he didn't come back up. The several officials who had pushed him into the river were already paralyzed with fear on the ground. Song Qingyang and other officials who arrived at the shore also dared not to easily go into the water to rescue people, standing there anxiously shouting for help.

  " Splash, splash." Several splashing sounds were heard, and several servants rushed over and jumped into the water with their clothes on.

  Song Qingyang, who was also quite knowledgeable, finally understood the feeling of "度日如年" (the days feel like years) at this time. Several housekeepers pulled and pulled in the river for a long time before they managed to pull Shen Chongming out of the water. This kid was extremely unlucky, and he was actually tangled up by the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river!

  Song Qingyang was also frightened and fell to the ground, so much time had passed, he was probably drowned long ago!