Rise of the Humble O

In fact, it wasn't so. Although his body was that of a five or six-year-old child, inside he was a 21st-century graduate student in Classical Chinese who had been repeatedly crushed on the job market. He was penniless, powerless, and without a girlfriend. After 100 consecutive job rejections, he lamented before sleep that finding a job in his field as a literature major was as difficult as reaching the heavens. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he had become Zhu Ping'an, nicknamed Xiao Zhi, a little boy.,In ancient times, people believed that children had a difficult time surviving because they had to face a series of obstacles created by ghosts and monsters from birth. If they failed to pass the tests, they would lose their lives. Livestock were different; they were considered lowly and didn't have to go through these trials, which is why their survival rate was so high. Therefore, people believed that giving children names that sounded cheap and unhumanlike was a good thing because it made them more like animals. After all, animals had such a high survival rate. The more animalistic the name, the easier it was to fool the ghosts of hell and be mistaken for livestock, thus avoiding the trials altogether.,Chen looked at her youngest son, acting like a little rascal and cuddling up to her. She clearly enjoyed it, feeling that her youngest son was much cuter than her eldest. Earlier, she had called her eldest son over, but the silly boy, just like his father, said something about not being a man if he stole food. She almost got angry enough to explode, so she sent him away. Thankfully, her youngest son wasn't so rigid. She smiled and tapped his forehead playfully, "Don't get mad at me, I'm already grateful! Just wipe your mouth so you don't get seen later."。