Chapter 129: They've Arrived.

"Just like the answer from the electric baton years ago, faced with the tricky question of whether I was a transmigrator, Zhou Li had only one answer."

I felt I was.

As for his previous life, Zhou Li's memories were fuzzy, with only fragments remaining. For instance, he remembered that he was a super overachiever who had studied intensely from a young age until the moment a truck ended his life with a "study this, motherfucker" crash—he had always been the golden boy in everyone's eyes.

The good news was that he had no parents, no attachments. The better news was that he hadn't finished paying off his car and house loans. The best news of all was that he owed the bank a considerable sum of money, which he now didn't have to repay.