1 Another Chance

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Mu Qing Lang withdraws the leftover 200 Yuan in his bank account. While the 200 Yuan in his wasn't much for others, it was the last bit of money he could take from his bank account for this month.

He works as a Data-Entry worker for the Changsha General Office, with a monthly salary of 2,000 Yuan. After deducting 1,500 Yuan to his landlord, Mu Qing Lang barely has enough to spend on food and transport.

To make up for this, Mu Qing Lang will not miss his daily collection on one day before expiry products from the three local grocery stores. Lucky for him, one of the owners often treat him with kindness and gave him an additional pot of soup, as long this brat came with the soup pot.

"Qing Lang! Finish this before tomorrow morning and make two copies!"

"Qing Lang! Can you finish putting the information on these stack of papers and send them to me before we off duty tonight?"

"Little Mu..."

"Brother Mu..."

"Hey..."

In the end, he finishes his work thirty minutes before midnight once more, as usual for the last fifteen years working with the Changsha General Office. If it was not because this job is the highest pay one so far, he might consider leaving.

Of course, this was after his salary was adjusted from 1,700 in

the fifth year, 1,800 on his tenth year, and 2,000 monthly starting two months ago. Well, it was a general office, so the salary never once distributed late even on holiday.

As usual, Mu Qing Lang rushes to the three grocery stores to collect the leftover that will expire the next day. As it was still edible, he never once minds about these free food given by the shopkeepers. In fact, he's glad his face was thick enough to come here from his first day working up till now.

"Vroom!" a motorcycle drove past him and getting closer to the lady about two hundred meters in front of him. Due to the inadequate lightings along the walking path, Mu Qing Lang can hardly see what the two in the motorcycle tried to do by getting so close to the lady.

"Shua!" the passenger on the back put some strength trying to snatch the lady's bag, and it was almost success! Either it was lucky or unlucky, the strap was latched on her right to left, making it difficult to be freed from her body.

But in exchange, the lady got pulled onto the ground and knocking herself on the ground hard. While she did not bleed on the spot, a few scratches are unavoidable.

"Trash! Quickly get down and grab that bag!" the driver used his safety helmet and knocked the passenger on his back. Gotten scold by the leader of this duo, the passenger came off from the motorcycle and tried to unhook the strap.

"Stop there!" Mu Qing Lang lifted the soup pot higher and charged at the two snatch thieves. With a tool on his right hand, it should be enough to taunt his opponents while letting the girl escape.

After all, he's a worker, not a fighter.

Based on his diet of eating almost expiry products, what kind of strength he has to fight against the two thieves. But unexpected to him, the fellow that came off from the motorcycle brandished a butterfly knife and warned Mu Qing Lang to stop coming closer.

"Miss! Please run!" Mu Qing Lang swung his soup pot to protect himself while trying to bring the lady back to her mind. It was natural that somebody that lack of caution will enter the state of confusion from a sudden shock.

"Aargh! Robbers!" unexpected to the three of them, the lady chose to shout out loud.

Her screaming caused the standing snatch thief to give her a kick straight to her face. She's going to face disfiguration on her face due to the reckless action she took.

But...

Mu Qing Lang did not have it easy either. While his attention was on the lady that got kicked on the face, his forward steps spell death to himself when the butterfly knife stabbed into his left chest and taken out swiftly on that split second.

"Ahh..." Mu Qing Lang kneeled. Both hand on his bleeding chest, he tried to scream too, but unfortunate for him, the time ticked just a little too fast for him to react as he wished. The shock just pulled him down further from his knees, and Mu Qing Lang lied flat on the ground.

The blood flowed without a cork stopping it, and soon, his consciousness faded until...

A weird sound belonged to neither man or woman came into him.

[Mu Qing Lang, thirty-five, virgin, the only son of Mu Ben and Lin Su Zhen]

"Eh?"

[Witnessing what happened to you actually brought me to tears. Your sacrifice to those unrelated to you was remarkable]

[If you were to be given another choice to choose, will you still do the same knowing that you're going to die?]

The mysterious voice questioned him. This question is not difficult to answer, but to someone that lost his life just a while ago, it was a difficult choice for him to make.

"I... I will do the same thing again." Mu Qing Lang answered.

[Oh? Even though you know that you will die for the second time?]

"Yes. Instead of swinging that soup pot, I'm going to pour that soup on him and then rescue the lady." Mu Qing Lang retorted with his choice of action if he's given the second chances.

[Shall we see what will happen if you did what you said?]

A recording turned the time back to when the lady bumped onto the ground. Standing exactly at where he was earlier, Mu Qing Lang was given his second opportunity to act differently.

He opened the lid of the container and run to the standing thief. Once the soup splashed on the thief, he cried and wriggled in pain. The chances allowed Mu Qing Lang to grab the lady's arm and pulled her up. But before he succeeds in doing this, a safety helmet knocked him from his side and sent him straight onto the ground.

The head of the duo came off from the bike and delivered a chain of kicking on him until he coughed blood before the one scalded by the soup came up to him and gave him a stab from his back. Instead of dying quickly like before, this time he suffers more.

"This..." Mu Qing Lang is speechless. Did he choose the wrong option on his second chance?

[It's fine. Though the second option failed to get me and my heart, I'll be disappointed if you choose to run away]

[Would you like to live a better life if you're given another chance?]

The mysterious voice asked him the most significant question at last.

"I will..." Mu Qing Lang nodded.

[Good. What would you like to do in your second life?]

"I want to be a person that could bring miracle to others. If there's a lack of food, I'll bring food. If there's a safety issue, I'll give them security. I want to become somebody that can become an umbrella that covers the others during their most difficult period." Mu Qing Lang replied without a hint of hesitation.

[There must be someone that groom you make this choice. Mind telling me who is this person?]

"It wasn't someone. It was a total of five people. My parents, who taught me to be contempt with what was given to me in my life, and Boss Long from the West Lake Grocery Stone, Lady Tian from the Super 24 Mart, and Uncle Li from the Li Household Grocer."

"They taught me that being kind to a person doesn't need to be from money, or providing them with clothes or place to stay. Merely giving them what you don't need without a hint of displeasure is enough for a person that feels gratitude..."

"Sob..."

"I'm sorry." Mu Qing Lang answer stopped perhaps three to four words away from its ending. Thinking back about their kindness brought him to tears for not able to repay them for what they did.

[I understand. To make sure you're capable of becoming a provider to those in need, I will grant you with the Carriage of Immortality. Use it to bring hope to everyone in the new world, either as a nobody or as a savior of the entire world, as you wish]

[I hope that you will not forget the honesty you've shown me today and carries them to the day you become history. Go ahead, and I wish you the best of luck]

Blinding light covered his eyes until it was subtle for him to inspect his surrounding. What lies before he is a vast prairie without boundaries in his four directions. Accompanying him is a small carriage with a donkey pulling it.

"Wha... What am I going to do with this carriage?" Mu Qing Lang stares at the carriage thinking about what he should do now.

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