Lin Chen woke up from his coma. His brain was still dizzy when he found herself in an unfamiliar environment. There was an eerie aura emanating from the surroundings, and the sound of a leather whip beating was audible in his ears from time to time.
What happened? Did I run into a human trafficker? Lin Chen was startled, then quietly looked around extensively. What caught his eyes was a long line of spirits that couldn't be seen at a glance. It turned out they were all ghosts. These ghosts were floating about 3 feet above the ground, moving slowly forward. There were also some ghosts holding whips and steel forks on the side for management.
Those ghosts were ugly, fierce, and vicious. If they found any slow walkers or souls who jumped the queue, they would use the whip to hit them fiercely.
"Such a crowd! Everyone, please behave. When you see the judge, you will be reincarnated," a ghost officer shouted fiercely, pointing at a soul who was a little bit slower with a whip, which instantly made the soul silent.
Lin Chen looked at all this in disbelief. Was he one of the souls?
He was already dead. The deep environment gradually changed as the footsteps moved. A row of stately but gloomy buildings suddenly appeared in the field of vision. The colossal gate had a scandalous word on it: "Hell."
Is this hell? Lin Chen shook his head with a bitter smile. He never thought he would report here at such a young age. How did he die? Could it be that I have some hidden disease in my body and just died a violent death? Nope. Although I often stay at home and lack exercise, my body has always been perfect. How can I die?
Lin Chen tried hard to remember. He vaguely remembered that last night he was alone in the apartment, reading that Dragon Ball comic to reminisce about the story. Then he seemed to fall asleep. Lin Chen recalled what happened last night, and his footsteps couldn't help but slow down.
Snap! A leather whip came down, interrupting Lin Chen's memories with a burning pain. "What do you think you're doing? Dawdling? Walk faster!" the ghosts shouted at Lin Chen. Lin Chen held back the pain and didn't cry out. People had to bow down under the eaves. If he dared to contradict herself, the ghosts wouldn't mind giving him a few more whips.
Lin Chen followed the troops slowly forward through the gate and finally entered hell. Soon, he saw a vast palace in front of him. That was the destination, the place where the judges presided over the souls. The front of the palace was erected with 100 gates, each more than 10 meters high.
The long and narrow soul path was divided into more than 100 tracks in front, and each track allowed only one soul to pass. Those souls would be shunted into more than 100 lines to walk into the gates and then receive the judge's trial.
This judge's workload is still quite heavy, Lin Chen thought, looking at the large number of souls lined up in front of him. His heart was empty and silent. As the saying went, in the worst case, it was just a broken jar. Everyone would die without having done anything bad in their previous life. Why should I put myself into the animal path?
At this time, a person dressed in a white robe with a tall white hat on his head came toward Lin Chen's side. The man in white came to Lin Chen's side and looked at him up and down.
"Master Bai Wuang," the ghosts on one side respectfully shouted. In hell, the hierarchy was stringent and couldn't be exceeded by half a step. Master Bai Wuang's status was only below the king of hell and several judges—a very high-status existence in hell.
"That's him," Master Bai Wuang pointed at Lin Chen, who was a little fuzzy. Lin Chen looked at him and heard Bai Wuang say to the ghosts around him, "Judge Lu wants a special trial for this soul, so I'll take him away first."
With a wave of his hand, Master Bai Wuang took Lin Chen into his palm and headed to the hall where Judge Lu was. Lin Chen felt a powerful force wrap him up. No matter how he resisted, he could not break free. By the time he came back to his senses, he had already been brought into the Hall of Judges.
"Is he Lin Chen?" Lin Chen saw a vast figure sitting on a workbench in the centre of the hall, holding a black tablet in his hand. The tablet's bottom was marked with the three words "Book of Life and Death," and from Lin Chen's view, he could see these three words.
These three big words stung Lin Chen's eyes. Well, there was some pit. Wasn't the Book of Life and Death supposed to be a book? When did it become a tablet? It was too advanced.
"Yes, Judge Lu," Master Bai Wuang's expression was severe as he answered. Judge Lu continued to consult the computer version of the Book of Life and Death in his hand while Lin Chen looked nervously at Judge Lu, wondering how he would judge him. He was just an ordinary student for more than 10 years. Although he kept making small mistakes, he never did anything treacherous or evil. After graduating from high school, he didn't go to college. Instead, he stayed at home and became a geek. He didn't even go out of the house much.
Judge Lu put down the Book of Life and Death. His voice sounded slightly powerful. Lin Chen's heart trembled, and he carefully replied, "Yes, I'm here."
"Relax, no need to be so nervous," Judge Lu showed a kind smile, but in Lin Chen's mind, it was more like a professional smile. Suddenly, his heart said it was not good and that it was risky.
"Lin Chen, born in 1991, father Tri XX, mother..." Judge Lu spoke in detail about Lin Chen's life, even mentioning when he skipped a few elementary school classes and stole a few eggs from his elementary neighbor. Everything was being spoken. Listening to this, Lin Chen broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, it was the computer version of the Book of Life and Death; otherwise, with so many things recorded, one book wouldn't be enough for one person.
"Died in 2010 at the age of 19," Lin Chen listened to Judge Lu reading his profile and felt that his life was too uneventful.
"Your life was uneventful, nothing out of the ordinary. You didn't do anything evil, and you're just an ordinary person," Judge Lu said. "However, your life is a little different from what was recorded in your original Book of Life and Death." Lin Chen looked at Judge Lu in confusion, waiting for him to explain.
Judge Lu said, "Due to the rapid expansion of the number of humans in recent times, hell began to become overwhelmed. The judges and emperors were severely understaffed, so they introduced automated management models and management tools to hell in the nearby universe. However, this is a brand-new management model, and as you know, the management of hell in the new model will inevitably leave loopholes to some extent. Although this loophole is extremely tiny and the possibility of error is infinitely close to zero, now the error has happened."
Judge Lu pointed to the Book of Life and Death and said, "According to the original record in the Book of Life and Death, you would have become a distinguished scientist and received great honors. You would have had many children and grandchildren and passed away at the age of 89. Due to the system's error, this life of yours has changed dramatically. Now, I am compensating you on behalf of hell, and I can meet your three requests."
The system error caused a change in his life, and now hell wanted to compensate him with three requests. Lin Chen was stunned by the sudden news, feeling that the sky was falling. The ups and downs of life came too fast.
"Three requests? Did they mention it randomly? Any request?" Lin Chen asked in disbelief.
"As long as it's within my ability, you can ask for anything," Judge Lu said.
Lin Chen suddenly felt that he was surrounded by great joy. The pie was indeed falling and just waiting for him to catch it. His mind calculated what kind of request to make. Since it was to compensate for his losses, it couldn't be too light. After a long thought, Lin Chen suddenly had a flash of light in his brain and remembered the comic he read last night. "Can you let me enter the Dragon Ball world and become a..."