Reincarnation: The World Before

01. Village Genius

*Fyuuhhh

A well-built young man wiped the sweat off his face with a short towel hanging around his neck.

"Today it's so hot, can I possibly survive? Tuhaaanite... Just strengthen me for an hour" the man hoped that even the devil would feel pity.

One hour of time the man asked for was a day break. He hopes to cool his overheated body with a can of *Doc P*.  A drink that might cool his head.

Finally, despite a slight stagger, he managed to make it through his half-day successfully.  He had just debuted as a construction worker, so he shouldn't be so humiliating in the presence of the other workers. His term he should stand out more as a new worker compared to an old worker and maybe his salary will go up or maybe the luckiest he can carve out construction history as a new guy who debuted by being foreman.

"Hehehe," the man smiled happily at the staggering path.

However, smiling in a staggering gait made him like a madman before the rest of the workers.

If he had known that he was thought to be insane by another worker, he would have run to cry on his mother's lap.

Moreover, if he also knew the truth that his performance was the worst among the workers, he might have already died from crying blood.

His life was really unlucky to be the life of a genius student. Geniuses should attend school, not be construction workers like this. Yet he was poor, and no one wanted to invest raising a village genius like him.

There were still many children out there who were given the title of geniuses, so he was one of them, but not as lucky as those who were born into a wealthy noble family.

He is as bad as a human being who has the predicate as a genius. Worse than the rubbish of society.

That's what the young man thought. He thought that he was very unlucky in his life, even to eat his family, his debt became mountainous reaching 100 million yen. If it wasn't for his father who suddenly had an accident and died on the scene, maybe he'd still be at school today and enjoying his High School. Beauty time SMA,

*Haw...

The young man let out a long sigh, feeling sorry for himself as life was full of misfortune. And finally he fell asleep because his body was not used to construction workers until dusk approached and he was still asleep at the construction site. No one woke him up. Other workers think that the fewer people who complete it, the more money they earn.

If the young man knew this, he would definitely cry on his grandmother's lap, in the grave.

When he woke up because his head was stepped on by a cat, he was really drunk because at the same time he also had a nightmare that his money had suddenly disappeared from his pocket.

Then he rubbed his head while his eyes slightly winked itchy. His hand? It's got to be in his pants pocket, figuring out if the money's really gone.

He was still in a daze between staring at the orange cat that was wiggling his butt as if mocking him and reaching into his pocket.

His eyebrows twitch !

Hiiro feels extremely humiliated, his dignity as a human genius being harassed by an orange cat !

'Shit!'

However, when he found nothing there, he realized that something was wrong. This place is too dark and,

"****, what the hell i see..."

The man cursed when he realized it was late at night and the workers were in line to take the wages and this was the last line. If he does not immediately come in line then the money will be completely lost as in a dream. Right now she really wanted to cry on her mother's lap and lament her fate.

The man immediately ran following the last queue, when the last queue was completed and his name was called, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and rushed to the construction foreman to receive his wages.

"Niimoto Hiro!" Shouted the construction foreman.

Upon seeing a young man rushing forward, the foreman could only sigh. He pityes this young man. A teenager must suddenly become the backbone of the family in place of his dead father. This was why he let Hiro fall asleep until the end of the night. He did not want his son to suffer the fate of this man. If it was someone else sleeping and not a child, he would have already kicked him into the sea.

As for Hiro, he didn't know the view from the foreman was a look of pity to him, if not for that, he may be kicked by the sea and in the lunge of the ocean waves then he will return to mourn his unfortunate fate. But if he were to realize that look of pity, he would have already tipped over in gratitude and momentarily forgotten his unlucky fate.

"A..a...do I still get paid sir?" Hiro asked with a nervous tone.

"Of course still, don't you still have to support your family? However, I will cut in half because you fell asleep for half a day, then this is your part" the foreman said as he extended his hand containing the man's wage bill.

Hiro accepted it with pleasure and proudly said,

"Every sir, next time something as embarrassing as that won't happen again."

" If it happens again, then I'll throw it into the sea" replied the foreman in a serious tone and disappeared from the construction site.

"Is his sense of humor bad, or is it..."

Hiro really did not dare to think about the continuation of his words, he could miss heaven if that happened.

Soon a motorbike approached him.

"I'm gonna go get some food in the tavern around, do you wanna come?"

The identity of the owner of the motorbike is his own foreman. For a moment Hiro could only freeze, trying to process what had just happened before him.

"Sorry sir, I have to save money on my school fees and my family's meals" he said, feeling guilty.

"Do you think I'd be that bad at using your money to treat me? Come on, don't joke, this time I'll buy you a meal."

Hiro's eyes immediately lit up into the flames of happiness, like saying that anything free should be received happily. It was only then that he felt the feeling of his life being truly fortunate to have such a kind-hearted foreman, who was willing to give him free food.

If the foreman knew what Hiro was thinking, he would have choked on making him vomit blood. And say son, aren't you too parsimonious with your money? I'm just asking you to come back tomorrow and let me solve this lack of worker resources, okay. I will not miss the opportunity to nurture young workers at such a low price as you.

If they knew what they were thinking about each other, they could be sure to curse each other hatefully. But let it be their own secret.

"But Sir..."

"Only once, the next time you have more money, you can change to treat me to a better meal."

Hiro couldn't really not curse in the heart. He really wanted to reject it this time, because he did not want to replace treating this bastard foreman. But he just got to work today and made a mistake on the first day of work. If he is taken out of this construction job, he does not know where else to look for a job with a good salary to meet his family. Finding an easy job with a hefty salary is very difficult, and he knows it.

If a complete family with 1 child needs money 20,000 ¢ (twenty thousand chips ) to eat daily. And this construction work paid him about 50,000¢ for young workers and 75,000¢ for adults with working hours 07.00 - 18.00 about 11 working hours and worse today he only get 25,000¢ enough to eat a day tomorrow and can save a little money for the sudden needs of his sister who is still Junior High. He only had his parents' savings of around 1,000,000¢ and it would not be enough for his sister's school fees and daily meal expenses and it was only a matter of time until before they were in debt to loan sharks under the guise of angels.

She wanted to cry in the face of her life. But he needed money that was at least enough for the cost of eating everyday. He must endure this injustice. Keep strong Hiiro!

Then he with a forced smile agreed to his foreman's invitation and rode the motor to a nearby tavern.

Eventually the foreman stopped at a shop that looked normal and simple. Entering the store and start ordering food.

At first glance Hiro saw the sign hanging outside the store that read *Indonesian specialty food store*

He can only think what kind of food will be served here and what is Indonesia? Is that an area? Or is it a small, unknown country? He could only sigh at the thought of this and hope to receive such a simple surprise.

"One fried rice sir, what do you want to order young man?"

Hiro regained consciousness from his daydreams and quickly answered the foreman's question.

"Just like you sir."

"Okay, the fried rice plus one more sir."

"Okay, loyal customer, please wait."

"By the way, why do you keep calling me Sir?" The foreman looked at the face of the young man beside him.

"..."

But the one asked was silent, making him start guessing.

"Don't tell me you don't know the name of your mandorm, do you?"

"..."

The foreman's brows frowned in disbelief, then he let out a long sigh and introduced himself.

"My name is Hiroto Samsudin and I am the foreman here to represent my father Hiroto Sozho as the project supervisor. By the way if you ask me why I brought you to this modest tavern I have a special reason. Because I have two nationalities and one of them is Indonesia, my mother's hometown."

"Then, are you interested in telling me about your life story?" Further.