My sister and I were both bound to a "Life Reversal" system. My sister chose the "Beauty System," while I chose the "Genius System." Unexpectedly, because she couldn't secure true love from a man, my sister lost her beauty, ending up destitute and miserable. Meanwhile, I became the youngest fellow at the National Academy of Sciences, making groundbreaking contributions to cutting-edge physics. I was even pursued by the heir to a powerful New York dynasty—a man my sister had failed to win over. I had both fame and fortune. Consumed by jealousy, my sister ran me over with her car. When I opened my eyes again, we were both back on the day we were bound to the system. This time, my sister beat me to the punch and chose the Genius System. "Sister, this time, let me be the top genius in the academic world for you." I looked at her triumphant smile and slowly curled my lips. She didn't know that all of destiny's gifts come with a hidden price. 01 It was only after Chloe ran me over with her car that I realized she had always regretted her choice. When we were sixteen, Chloe and I both received a binding system—a chance to reverse our lives. A mysterious voice told us we only had one chance to choose. "Do you want unparalleled beauty, or to become a high-IQ genius? You only get one choice in this life. Have you decided?" In our previous life, my sister chose the Beauty System. She firmly believed that beauty was the ultimate stepping stone into high society. But when she actually tried to use her beauty to climb higher and see the broader world, she realized that beauty was not a scarce resource. She was just treated as an after-dinner dessert by wealthy heirs, never able to win their true love. They were obsessed with her face, but it was only a fleeting infatuation. In the end, because she couldn't secure true love, my sister lost all her beauty, was abandoned by her wealthy backers, and lived in abject poverty and agony. I, however, had bound the Genius Reversal System. I became the youngest fellow at the Academy and was pursued by Liam Sterling, the powerful New York heir my sister had never managed to win over. I had it all. After she killed me out of jealousy, we both returned to being sixteen. This time, before the mysterious voice could finish speaking, my sister shouted loudly: "I choose the Genius Reversal System!" The mysterious figure revealed half a face, smiling at my sister. "But, didn't you just say you wanted unparalleled beauty? "The system is born from your inner desires. Do you truly want to become a genius?" My sister was greedy and eager: "Yes, yes, yes, I want to be a genius this time!" "Intelligence is way more important than beauty!" The mysterious figure pondered for a moment, then looked at me: "And what about you?" Seeing the mysterious figure actually asking for my opinion, my sister suddenly lunged forward and snatched the colorful orb from the figure's right hand. The moment the orb touched her, it merged with her. My sister's eyes filled with wild joy: "This is great! This time, the fame, the fortune, the chance to be pursued by Liam Sterling—it's all mine!" The mysterious figure didn't move; their smile only grew warmer. "You can only bind the Beauty Reversal System now." After shoving the other orb into my hands, the figure slowly became transparent and gradually disappeared. "The gifts bestowed by destiny have been handed over to you. Please complete your tasks diligently, Hosts, and enjoy a happy life." My sister focused all her attention on her newly bound system. She looked up and gave me a cold sneer: "You enjoyed so many benefits in your past life, Sister. It's my turn this time." I looked at her, slowly curling my lips, and didn't say a word. Chloe still didn't know that the so-called gifts bestowed by destiny were not without a price tag. Even with a machine to help you, you still have to put in the work. 02 Chloe began to enjoy the benefits brought by the system. At the very beginning, both our systems provided "cheat codes." The Genius System enhanced Chloe's memory and comprehension, making her studying twice as effective with half the effort. She joyfully showed off her photographic memory to the teachers and students. "How did Chloe suddenly get so smart?" "I'm so jealous." Chloe floated on air, reveling in everyone's praise. Catching a glimpse of me out of the corner of her eye, she covered her mouth and chuckled softly: "Actually, my sister studies really hard at home too, but she just can't seem to get it. "Sigh, if she wanted, I could share my study methods with her, but she refuses to ask me." Her deskmate, who was hoping to ask Chloe how to solve a problem, immediately agreed: "Oh, come on, Mia isn't smart. Even if you taught her, it wouldn't work. "You're from the same mom, how come you're so smart and Mia is so dumb?" Dumb? I looked at my math test, which scored a 95 out of 100. Honestly, my grades weren't even bad now, but Chloe constantly reinforced this stereotype in her conversations, making people think I studied secretly at home and was jealous of her grades. During high school, everyone always has a filter for the "genius" students. Especially the type like Chloe, who doesn't seem to study hard but still gets good grades. Intelligence is a scarce resource. Because it's hard to attain, it makes people especially envious. Meanwhile, the boys in class started intentionally teasing me, trying to get my attention. The Beauty System was also revealing its power. Chloe and I originally looked very similar, but I was gradually starting to develop differently. I was growing taller, my waist was getting slimmer, my skin was fairer, and my features were becoming more beautiful. In a school where everyone went bare-faced, people began to notice my stunning beauty. "What's the use of being pretty? A student's main job is studying." "Yeah, Mia is pretty, but Chloe is so smart! My goddess is still Chloe." Chloe was incredibly smug about this. I watched coldly from the sidelines, never saying a word to her. She didn't know that the Genius System didn't make you smart for nothing. In my past life, she needed to win over others and gain the true love and affection of the "Child of Destiny"; And I also needed to put in double the effort, bury myself in my studies, to achieve academic results. But just being smart wasn't enough. The people who make it to the top are never lacking in talent. In the end, what everyone was really competing on was who worked harder, who could endure the loneliness of not seeing immediate results. In this world, there are many beautiful people, and there are many smart people. But not everyone can achieve success. If you look glamorous in public, you have to put in double the effort behind the scenes. Destiny never rewards those who want something for nothing. 03 Chloe quickly secured the top spot in our grade. The people surrounding her were all top-tier students. But she noticed that I didn't seem to be isolated by all the girls like she was in her past life. On the contrary, everyone still joked and laughed with me. She couldn't understand why, even though we both possessed beauty, and I had been posted on the school's confession page several times and recognized as the school's "it girl," I wasn't facing jealousy from other girls. In reality, the reason she was hated in her past life wasn't because she was beautiful. "Mia, I'm taking you out to karaoke after school, you in or not?" Jackson, the bad boy from the class next door, appeared at our classroom door again. Jackson's family was wealthy. His dad was involved in both legitimate and shady businesses, and the biggest entertainment complex in town belonged to his family. With a background like that, even the teachers didn't dare cross him. In my past life, Jackson had fiercely pursued Chloe. Chloe was very high-profile back then, frequently riding on the back of Jackson's motorcycle, showing off around town. Like a heroine in a teen drama, while others were studying hard, she skipped class every day and bullied classmates, relying on Jackson's power. So, even though she was impossibly pretty, many people still hated her. But I wasn't going to follow her path. Jackson slammed both hands on my desk, looking down at me. He was good-looking, generous with his money, had many fangirls, but had a terrible temper. "Are you going or not? Give me an answer." I shook my head: "No, I have to go home today." This was the fourth time I had rejected him. He was clearly losing patience, a hint of anger in his eyes, and the way the people around him were looking at him made him even angrier. "Mia, don't push your luck! "I like you right now, so don't play hard to get with me." Everyone watched the drama in silence, no one daring to speak up. After all, Jackson had just put a guy who offended him in the hospital with severe injuries last month. I lowered my eyes and pinched my thigh hard. Then I looked up, my eyes red, brimming with tears. "Jackson, how could you be so mean?" The anger boiling inside Jackson instantly deflated. He scratched his head, looking lost. "Oh, shit, I didn't even say anything bad! "Don't cry, okay? If you don't want to go, you don't have to." I didn't respond to him, just sniffled, wiped my tears, and ran out of the classroom. I had to run, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to force out any more tears. I had to admit, beauty was sometimes a weapon. But it's a double-edged sword. When not used properly, it only hurts yourself. Going head-to-head with Jackson was obviously unwise. Showing appropriate weakness was the only way to keep myself safe. Before I had a way to protect myself, my beautiful face was like a child holding a block of gold in a crowded market. But I didn't plan to do what Chloe did and find a powerful man to protect me. Entrusting your life to a strange man, using beauty to tie them down, is clearly a decision that goes against human nature. No matter how beautiful a flower is, there will come a day when someone gets tired of looking at it. A canary in a gilded cage is destined never to fly high. What I wanted to do was be an eagle soaring freely. 04 I looked delicate, but I was actually a very fast runner. By the time Jackson came out looking for me, I was long gone. In an old, run-down storage room, I sat on a gym mat with exposed stuffing and pulled out the vocabulary notebook I had shoved into my bag during the chaos. Perfect. It was quiet, a great place to memorize vocabulary. As I wrote from memory, I set up my phone tripod to record a video of myself. I planned to post it online when I got home. In an era of highly developed internet economy, unparalleled beauty could quickly be monetized. I frequently posted videos of my daily study routine on TikTok, and I had already amassed six hundred thousand followers. My followers affectionately called me their "internet daughter," and they loved watching me study. A pale, pretty girl, studying diligently and behaving perfectly—who wouldn't want a daughter like that? Among a sea of beauty influencers, I quickly broke out. Ninety percent of my followers were women; I basically had an army of internet moms. Just as I suspected, the system's collection of "affection value" wasn't limited to men. The love from my internet moms counted as successful conquests. Once the beauty bestowed by the system was augmented by my "good student" persona, it was no longer aggressive or intimidating. Sometimes, looking in the mirror, I couldn't help but marvel at how amazing my face was. My DMs were flooded with scouts and inquiries. They all said I should go to Hollywood to shine and become a big star. In my past life, Chloe had briefly entered the entertainment industry, but she was a flash in the pan, quickly hidden away by the men who desired her. Later, after she lost her beauty, gossip accounts often posted side-by-side comparison videos, lamenting the fading of a beauty. Fading my foot, she was only thirty-two at the time. In this life, I didn't have high intelligence anymore. My brain was just average. Going into academia to compete wasn't suitable for me. But I also didn't plan on debuting this early. If a normal person works hard, they can still get into a good college. With the internet economy, I could use my beauty to quickly monetize. Selling your face isn't a long-term plan. While my account was thriving, Chloe's grades started to slip. She angrily asked the system: "Aren't I a genius? Why am I still running into problems I can't solve?" The system's mechanical voice was rigid and cold: "I can only grant you intelligence. The host still needs to study on their own." Chloe was never the type who could sit still. Making her study was worse than killing her. But after scoring second in her grade again, she had to start reading and studying. With the system's boost, studying was very easy for her. She quickly returned to being number one in her grade. Our parents were very satisfied with this. Everyone loves a kid who loves to read, and my parents were especially obsessed with academic credentials. "Mia, can you learn from your sister? You only ranked in the seventies, while Chloe is always number one." I tilted my head, looking at him, and smiled: "Dad, but I've improved from before too. "My homeroom teacher said my grades could get me into a pretty good college." My mom frowned. In my past life, she didn't like Chloe either, especially as Chloe grew more and more beautiful. She always felt Chloe wasn't decent. In this life, that suspicion fell on me. "I heard you've been getting close to some shady boys? "Mia, don't you dare go out and embarrass our family!" Chloe looked at me, gloating. After my parents finished venting, she walked over with a smile and pulled me to look in the mirror: "Sister, what's the use of being beautiful? This time, the one Mom and Dad truly love is me." I looked at her, sighing inwardly. Why, even after being reborn, was she still obsessed with these things? Actually, my parents didn't love either of us. They only liked the child who could bring benefits to the family. In my past life, after I became a well-known scientist, my parents became the role models among our relatives and friends. Just for the sake of saving face, they frequently called me out of the lab to meet people. Not everyone is lucky enough to meet parents who love their children unconditionally. Sometimes, parents' love also comes with a price. But that's okay. In life, you have to accept imperfections. 05 Chloe told our parents about Jackson pursuing me. Lately, my mom had been watching me like a hawk. She wasn't afraid of me doing anything to disgrace the family; she practically wanted to tie me up at home and not let me see anyone. "Don't you dare do anything cheap. "There are plenty of opportunities for men in your life. If something happens to you, I won't be able to save you. "Back in the day, a woman who messed around with men would have been thrown into the river in a pig basket!" My mom's shrill voice rang in my ears. I just treated her like a supporting character in a brain-dead novel and ignored her. But today, I didn't go straight home, because Jackson blocked me at the school gate. "Mia, your sister told me everything. You look down on me, don't you?" Chloe understood Jackson very well. He was all brawn and no brains, quick-tempered, and cared deeply about his reputation. Knowing that I repeatedly rejected him because I looked down on him, Jackson furiously sought me out. He dragged me away from the school gate and angrily asked me what I meant. "You look down on me, huh? "I have plenty of ways to deal with you!" I looked at Jackson helplessly and sighed softly. I used the same old trick. "Are you going to bully me along with Chloe too?" Teenage boys are actually very easy to fool, even someone with no moral compass like Jackson. Before I had absolute certainty of winning, going head-to-head was incredibly stupid. I still had a beautiful life ahead of me. I couldn't go down with a piece of trash. "Who's bullying you?" I covered my face and started crying. No matter how Jackson asked, I wouldn't speak. In the empty, deserted equipment room, there was only the sound of my crying. It gave Jackson a headache. — Chloe dragged Liam Sterling along, heading towards the equipment room under the pretext of discussing a project design. Jackson acted recklessly when his temper flared up. He took Mia away today, so she definitely wouldn't have a good outcome. Not only did she call Liam, but she also called other classmates, and even called my parents in advance, saying her sister had left with a delinquent and she couldn't stop her. A massive group of people marched towards the equipment room. Along the way, Chloe was all smiles, her steps light. It was as if she was about to see my reputation ruined in a matter of moments. Liam followed behind her, looking a bit impatient: "Why do we have to go to the equipment room to do problems?" Chloe whispered: "I think the equipment room has a better vibe." Remembering that there were other classmates around, Liam didn't say anything else. As she pulled open the door to the equipment room, Chloe saw my parents running over from a distance. She didn't even look closely at what was happening inside before shouting: "Mom, don't come over! Sister... I can't believe she's doing something so shameful!" Hearing this, my parents immediately started cursing about bringing shame to the family and pushed past the stunned classmates to go inside. Then they froze in the doorway. "Ms. Hayes, what are you doing here?" 06 Inside the equipment room, it wasn't the scene of me and Jackson tangled up together like Chloe had imagined. Because there was a third person here. Jackson's older sister, Ms. Hayes. A large table was set up on the spacious floor. Jackson and I were sitting on opposite sides, and Ms. Hayes was holding a test paper, currently explaining the key points for the exam. Seeing so many people standing in the doorway, she couldn't help but be stunned. "Why are you all here? "Are these two the parents? What's going on?" The atmosphere was incredibly awkward for a moment. The classmates who came with Chloe had all heard what she just said. But the scene in the room was clearly far from shameful. My parents were halfway through their curses; they couldn't swallow them, nor could they spit them out. My dad almost rolled his eyes back in his head from choking on his words. "This, this, why is Ms. Hayes here with Mia?" Ms. Hayes's eyes were calm, carrying a teacher's unique sternness: "Mia had some questions she wanted to ask me. "I promised to answer them for her after class." Hearing this, everyone turned to look at Chloe. One classmate couldn't help but say: "Chloe, didn't you see Ms. Hayes just now? Why would you say something like that?" "Yeah, you made me think Mia was doing something sketchy in there." Liam, who was already somewhat impatient, looked even more displeased. "Chloe, I didn't come here with you to watch sisters catfight." "Liam!" Chloe mournfully called out his name, but unfortunately, her efforts were wasted. "I didn't know my sister was here either. "I really saw wrong earlier. I only saw Jackson and my sister, and I thought..." She deliberately paused, saying ambiguously: "After all, everyone knows Jackson is pursuing my sister." Hearing the word "pursuing," my mom's face contorted. If Ms. Hayes hadn't been there, she probably would have started screaming at me. In her eyes, any conflict between a man and a woman could be blamed on the woman's promiscuity. Living in the present, but with a mindset from the Qing Dynasty. My mom was a true relic of the past. If it weren't for the lack of opportunity, I'd suggest sending her to a museum. She could vividly reenact the thoughts and feelings of an ordinary woman from the late 19th century. My mom didn't say anything, but Jackson did. He was a jerk, but he wasn't completely brainless. He immediately understood that he was being used by Chloe. "Chloe, stop faking it. Didn't you tell me to come find Mia today?" Jackson let out a cold laugh: "I get it now. You set us up on purpose, didn't you? "Do you think I'm like you? Young but full of schemes! Let me tell you! The relationship between me and Mia is pure friendship among classmates. We're here today to study with my sister. "Study, do you understand? "Is your bladder connected to your tear ducts? Piss leaking from your eyes? You see everyone as a slut? Your mind is dirty, so everything looks dirty to you." Unable to endure the strange looks from others after being ruthlessly blasted by Jackson, Chloe covered her face and ran away crying. My mom glared at me and hurried after her. When Jackson finished talking, Ms. Hayes apologetically chimed in: "Parents of Mia, please don't mind him. My brother is in his rebellious teenage phase and refuses to be disciplined. He talks nonsense." Saying that, she signaled Jackson with her eyes to apologize. Jackson grunted rebelliously. "Sorry, Mr. Miller. I just love telling the truth." In front of the teacher and a bunch of classmates, what could my dad say? It was humiliating enough. He babbled a few polite phrases and followed my mom out. Before leaving, he told me to hurry home after studying. A few classmates awkwardly said goodbye and scattered in a panic. To ruin my reputation, Chloe had specifically brought along the notorious gossip from our class. I believed that gossip wouldn't disappoint me. Chloe's stunt would spread to every corner of the campus. 07 After Jackson was sent home by Ms. Hayes, she drove me home. During the evening rush hour, traffic was heavy. In the dim twilight, taillights merged into a beautiful river of red. Ms. Hayes asked me: "How were you so sure Chloe would bring people to the equipment room?" I smiled: "From the day she went to find Jackson, I had already started making arrangements." Unlike what Chloe imagined, although I always rejected Jackson, I actually maintained a loose connection with him in private. I maintained him like a client, occasionally having ambiguous conversations with him. So, I easily found out the time Chloe and Jackson were meeting. From Jackson's response to my messages, I guessed that Chloe wanted to set me up today. Knowing Chloe, the method she would come up with was nothing more than exposing the fact that Jackson and I were "dating" in front of everyone, making my parents disappointed in me, and forcing me down the path she took in her past life. In her past life, Jackson and Chloe had also been caught in the equipment room by a teacher. Chloe was taken home by our mom and severely disciplined. She had to promise to be a good role model for her sister before our mom agreed to let her go back to school. She wanted to repeat her old tricks, calling our parents to make me lose the chance to study. She not only wanted to possess the life I had in my past life, but she also wanted to destroy me. We were born from the same mother. We should have been the closest people in the world. But twin flowers taking root in the same soil do not necessarily share the same life force; instead, they might steal resources from each other to nourish themselves. Whether it was because Chloe killed me in my past life or because she wanted to destroy me in this life, I shouldn't harbor any goodwill toward her. "Ms. Hayes, thank you so much for believing in me and playing along with this act." When I saw Jackson's figure at the school gate, I made a voice call to Ms. Hayes, which is why she rushed to the equipment room so quickly. While I was in the equipment room dealing with Jackson's fake crying, Ms. Hayes got there first, pushing open the heavy doors of the equipment room with exam papers in hand. Ms. Hayes focused on driving. Her profile was like white jade. Behind her rimless glasses, her eyes were sharp, carrying the wisdom and calmness unique to highly educated women. "It wasn't too much trouble for me to come here. To gain a connection, I was more than happy to do you a small favor. "Frankly speaking, this was also a test." Ms. Hayes calmly analyzed her thoughts: "You said you could help me fight for the inheritance of the Hayes family. I also needed to know your capabilities. Just talking wouldn't cut it. "I know my brother very well. He's just a simple-minded guy with all brawn and no brains, who likes to rush into things. He's not smart and doesn't have any special skills, but he luckily incarnated as the only boy in my family, with a massive family business at his fingertips. "Destroying him is easy, but doing it without my parents noticing isn't so easy. "However, you did well. I'm very satisfied. "Happy cooperation." Yes, I was in a partnership with Ms. Hayes. Ms. Hayes had studied at a top business school abroad, but after returning, she was arranged by her family to be a high school teacher. She also had to carve out three days a week to go on blind dates with men of equal family standing, preparing for a marriage of convenience. Even so, the Ms. Hayes of my past life had painstakingly carved out her own path, becoming the head of the Hayes family. Even though she didn't remember it, she and I had once been comrades who entrusted our backs to each other. The path might be different, but using the right methods, we could still reach the finish line. Sometimes I think life is like a game of cards. Everyone's starting hand is different. How to arrange limited cards to maximize benefits is the key to winning. Whether it's the Beauty System or the Genius System, they can both be combined with existing resources to achieve the ultimate goal. The most important thing isn't the system or the cheat codes, it's me.
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