My Divine Diary-Chapter 2: Three Years Old, Dead

When Su Hao woke up again, he discovered that he had become a 1-year old boy. His family worked in a pharmacy in the city. He could be considered as having been born rich with food and clothes.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

“Not bad. Not bad. My luck is turning around. This time I will definitely…”

Wait!

Su Hao immediately found there was something wrong.

You could attribute this kind of coincidence happening due to luck once or twice, but if it kept happening, it was no longer luck. It was destined.

Su Hao began to deeply think. The more he thought about it, the more horrifying it was. He felt goosebumps rise across his skin.

The marble room wandered aimlessly, bring his consciousness along. There was no way to know where it would go next. It could go anywhere.

That was to say, it wasn’t impossible for the marble room to bring Su Hao’s consciousness to a 2-year olds body, but the universe was so vast, surpassing human imagination. So this kind of possibility was incredibly tiny, so tiny that no one would think that it would actually happen.

But the most mysterious thing was this, as long as there was enough time that passed, any possibility, no matter how small, in the distant future, would definitely become a reality and occur.

Thus, theoretically speaking, as long as the marble room kept wandering, Su Hao would definitely find a new host for his consciousness.

Su Hao didn’t feel a sense of excitement. Instead he felt a deep sense of fear.

“How long is the period between each time I wake up? A thousand years, ten thousand years, a million years, ten millions of years…”

Perhaps even longer!

The length of time already surpassed what Su Hao’s imagination.

Under such a long period of time, each time Su Hao reincarnated was incredibly precious. This was the tiny probability that had been exchanged for an endless amount of time.

He was determined to straighten his mindset and live a good life in this world. Adding up all of time where he was able to think, he had merely lived for thirty years, far from enough.

For the next three years, Su Hao was very careful with his life, taking every precaution so that if he encountered any sort of situation, he was prepared to pack up everything and run.

This was his code of conduct: safety first.

And through his surroundings, he came to understand the basics of this world.

This was a wuxia world, and martial arts really existed.

From the windows of his house, Su Hao had personally seen masters chasing each other on the rooftops, blades and swords flashing. A lightly floating sword could cut a large pillar into two. It wasn’t something that could be faked.

This made Su Hao feel a sense of danger. At the same time, it brought the idea of becoming a martial arts master himself. His childhood dream was becoming a peerless swordmaster and punishing the wicked.

But it was a pity. It didn’t seem likely that he would have many opportunities to come into contact with the secrets of the secrets of martial arts, and he couldn’t find a teacher. His family was merely an ordinary pharmacy.

Su Hao was not discouraged. He was still young. He believed that one day he would succeed.

Another year passed, and Su Hao turned 6. Their family rescued a heroine. Who knew that once the heroine had healed from her injuries, fearing that Su Hao’s family would leak her location to her enemies, she cruelly put Su Hao’s family to death, young and old.

Su Hao didn’t escape either and once again was brought away to the depths of the universe by the marble room.

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Waking up again, he had become a year and a half old boy. He was the eldest son who was doted upon by the masses. His family was quite powerful in the local area. There was no way outsiders could hurt him. This time, no matter the difficulty, Su Hao would live. After half a year, his father’s concubine gave birth to Su Hao’s half-brother. After that, he was drowned to death in the fish pond by the concubine. He hadn’t even reached 2 years old.

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Su Hao regained consciousness this time as a 2 year old girl in a modern world. Technology still hadn’t completely exploded forwards. One could see black and white TVs, radios, and tricycles on the street. It would soon reach the level of Earth’s 21st century. He could be an overlord in academia. Copy books, copy songs, copy movies. He could be completely unrestrained in this world. As for being a girl now, Su Hao didn’t think much of it. As long as he could live, that would be the greatest joy. After two years, there was a sudden war. Su Hao had not yet even begun elementary school and become an overlord in academia before he was killed by a grenade explosion that came from the sky.

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Su Hao arrived in a xianxia world and encountered people of the devil dao who had been in the midst of cultivating, slaughtering a city. At 3 years old, dead.

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In a world of magic, the city was breached by beastmen and the city was slaughtered. 2.5 years old.

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In an ancient world, he was washed away in a flood. 3 years old.

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Experiencing many worlds, and getting the taste of many ways to die, Su Hao discovered that life was too fragile. During the process of growing up, a young child would experience all kinds of things. No matter how big or small the accident, as long as there was one, it was enough to send a defenseless child straight to heaven.

This let him realize how much effort his parents had put into raising him in his previous life on Earth.

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Opening his eyes once again, Su Hao thought about his previous deaths, carefully analyzing the reasons for why he hadn’t been able to become an adult.

“The first was because the environment was too harsh.

The second was because of an unstable society.

The third was because the parents weren’t paying enough attention and weren’t able to provide enough protection.

The fourth was he was too young and unable to protect himself.”

If Su Hao wanted to survive, he needed to overcome the hurdles of childhood and find a way to protect himself. There was no way to change the world and society’s states. But what he could do was get the attention of his parents and enough strength to protect himself.

He could forget about the ability to protect himself, a 3-5 year old child would never have enough self-protection ability. He just needed to raise his vigilance and be careful of everything.

The only thing he could do was to garner the attention of his parents and use them to protect himself.

“This time, I can’t just die from an inexplicable reason. I must…”

Speaking up to here, Su Hao suddenly shut his mouth. In his previously lives, he had said similar things, but each time he would die. Like a curse, there was no way to avoid the shadow of death after speaking.

After Su Hao had fully considered his strategy, he began to examine his body’s situation.

This was a civilized modern world. At this time, it had entered the information technology era. Thousands of households had smartphones, and the vehicles on the road were similar to the ones that Su Hao had seen in his metropolis.

He was born in a country similar to China from Earth. This life’s name was called Luo Chaohui. He lived in Beizhou City. His parents were ordinary office workers. His father was called Luo Shengrong, a home designer. He was very tall and was pretty handsome before marriage.After marriage, he had put on weight and was now a greasy middle-aged man. His mother’s name was Huang Shujun, an elementary school teacher. Since giving birth to Luo Chaohui, she had aged visibly.

Luo Chaohui was their only son. The couple was too busy with work and didn’t have any plans for a second child, so they were very caring towards Luo Chaohui. But since birth, Luo Chaohui had been frail and sickly, causing the couple no end of suffering. Spending money was one matter. Due to their care for their son, from a young age, he would need to go to the hospital every three days.

It was as the couple was bringing back the sleeping Luo Chaohui from the hospital that Su Hao had taken away the body.

And the parents didn’t notice any abnormalities in their son.

After putting the fake-sleeping Su Hao into bed and covering him with blankets, Huan Shujun gently left the room.

At this moment, Luo Shengrong came over and hugged his wife, hesitating before saying: “Shujun, how about we have another child!”

Hearing these words, Su Hao’s heart froze. How could they give up on him after he had just arrived

TLN: Hi all, if you notice any typos/grammatical errors, please leave a comment below!

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