They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
Chapter 104 - 104 Everybody Needs Help

Chapter 104: Everybody Needs Help Chapter 104: Everybody Needs Help Still, she didn’t move.

Her mind was too caught up, taking in the scene around her.

So this… this is the market… The old man’s patience ran out.

“Move, little girl!

I need to pass!” he huffed, shifting his weight to adjust his load.

“Oh!

Sorry, sir!” Nnenna quickly stepped aside.

The old man rolled his eyes but gave her a brief nod before pushing forward, vanishing into the crowd.

Now standing at the side of the street, Nnenna took in the sight before her properly.

It was chaotic yet mesmerizing.

Her first real time in the marketplace.

Before now, she had only ever been outside the palace twice, once when she had fallen down the stairs and was rushed, unconscious, to the hospital.

The second time was when Ikenna had taken her to Build A Fortune Finance Company… and then later that day, to Ruben’s, more like Rick Stone’s, house.

But this?

This was different.

This felt like freedom.

Nnenna checked the time and frowned.

Sunset wasn’t far off.

She needed to act fast.

“Good deeds, good deeds…” she muttered under her breath.

“Where am I supposed to find people to help?” Love system “…” Just as Nnenna was about to start searching, the Love System’s voice cut in, sharp, almost incredulous.

“Are you serious right now?” Nnenna blinked, startled.

‘What?

What happened?’ “Look around you.” At that moment, glowing outlines flickered to life in her vision.

One by one, the people around her lit up, faint, shimmering lights surrounding them, pulsing like silent cries for help.

The elderly woman struggling to carry her heavy basket.

The exhausted mother juggling three restless children.

The young boy staring longingly at a food stall, stomach growling.

Even the trader who had snapped at her earlier, his aura was dull, weighed down with unseen burdens.

And then… herself.

Everyone needed help.

Love System’s voice softened but carried the weight of undeniable truth.

“You’re looking for people to help?

Nnenna, everyone needs help.

You could have stayed in the castle and racked up thousands of good points without even stepping outside.

I’m not against you coming here, but to think you need to find people who need help?

That’s foolish.

Look deeper.

Most people walk around pretending they’re fine, but the truth?

No one is fine.” “There’s so much anger.

So much hatred.

So much bitterness.

It’s easy to overlook because people hide it well, but if you take the time to truly see them, you’ll realize just how much they need kindness.” Nnenna lowered her head, shame creeping into her chest.

“I… I’m sorry,” she murmured.

“I didn’t think of it that way.

You’re right.

Even I feel this anger inside me… yet no one looking at me would ever notice.” She exhaled deeply, her expression shifting, not just in understanding, but in enlightenment.

“Everyone needs help… including me.” A warmth spread through her, like the first flicker of a lantern in the dark.

The Love System hummed approvingly.

“I’m glad you understand.” And with that, Nnenna lifted her head, a newfound determination in her eyes.

She wouldn’t search for huge good deeds to do She would open her eyes and see them around her, whether little or big and do it.

Nnenna scanned the bustling market once more, but this time, her perspective had shifted.

It wasn’t about finding someone who needed help, everyone did.

The real question was….

Where do I start?

Then, something clicked.

“Love System,” she called out internally.

“Why did you mention that old man who almost bumped into me?” “Oh, I was just using him as an example,” Love System replied casually.

“But like I said before, everyone needs help.

So yes, he does too.” Nnenna’s eyes narrowed slightly as she turned in the man’s direction.

He had disappeared into the crowd, but she could still picture his face, the tired lines around his mouth, the way his shoulders sagged despite his sharp words.

“What does he need help with?” she asked, already preparing herself to swoop in and save the day.

But instead of answering, Love System chuckled.

“Calm down, Supergirl.” Nnenna “…” Nnenna blinked.

“Huh?” “I can’t just hand you the answers.” Love System’s tone was amused but firm.

“And I won’t, unless absolutely necessary.

That’s not how this works.” Nnenna sighed, a little disappointed but understanding.

‘Right.

If I’m going to truly help people, I have to figure it out myself.’ “But can’t you at least give me 50% of the answers?” Nnenna asked, her tone turning pleading.

The Love System “..!” The Love System scoffed.

“What is this?

A negotiation?

Do I look like a street dealer to you?” Nnenna flinched at the sharpness in its voice.

“If you don’t figure it out yourself, you might not offer the right kind of help,” the system continued, more firmly now.

“You have to observe, to understand, even if just a little, what someone has been through before you can truly help them.

If you really want to assist that man, then build a connection, gain his trust, or find a way to get him talking.

If he wants help and understands your intentions, then, and only then, can you step in.” Nnenna sighed, rubbing her forehead.

“Isn’t this going to take too much time?” she muttered, bewildered.

“Of course, it’s going to take time,” the Love System replied, almost amused.

“When has helping people ever been quick and easy?

The point isn’t to swoop in, play hero for a moment, and walk away.

The goal is to make a real difference, help that actually lasts.” “Most people don’t get it,” the Love System continued.

“There’s a difference between pity and compassion.

A difference between sympathy and true care.” Nnenna listened closely, feeling the weight behind its words.

“When you pity someone, you offer quick, temporary help, fast, surface level aid that solves a problem for a moment.

But when you have compassion, you seek to truly make their life better so they won’t need that same help again.

That’s the difference.

That’s what I want you to show people, compassion, not just pity.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS JedidiahBeaufoy This part got to me.

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