Okay, listen, this happened... I was just chilling, trying to settle back into things after my weird little nap (or was it *really* nothing?), and bam! Half an hour later, something clicked. Nope, not dreaming like a regular schmuck – nope, definitely not acting either, because if that kinda stuff actually boosted your health span or whatever the new fancy term is, wouldn't you be lining up for those roles already? My mind was scrambling trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
Wait, wait, wait. So this... *World’s Best Martial Artist*... thing? That's my story now. And honestly, I gotta say – yeah, it feels legit. Future knowledge in hand, ready to crush the game and become some kind of powerhouse asset in this new world! Riches? Fame? I'm definitely looking at that as an option.
But then Zeng Wei pops up, right when you least expect it, like a punchline dropped into your face. "Oh, so you're signing up for the martial science exam?" he asks, totally out of nowhere. My brain just short-circuited there. Martial Science exam? Seriously? And... and ten grand bucks! That's not pocket money; that's an investment I definitely need to think about carefully.
Now I'm staring at my reflection in the mirror, trying to process if this is some kind of cosmic joke or... well, maybe the universe *did* hand me a script. But man, the panic wave just washed over me knowing it wasn't fake. This reincarnation gig? It's not exactly the jackpot version of how I pictured it – suddenly rich off exams was my wild fantasy!