The System Wanted to Be a Simple Farmer, but Fate Had Other Plans

Ding-dong!

Congratulations, Host. You own a plot of land. Test passed.

Damn, System, I have to say, your playing dead is absolutely world-class. You should go into acting. You'd definitely win a gold medal for playing dead.

Don't play dead! What about the rest? You're just going to say I passed and leave it at that?

Host, what else do you want? Should I announce it to the whole world and throw you a party?

I-I-I... Don't try to distract me with nonsense. I put everything I own into this. Aren't you going to give me something?

Where's my gift pack? What about the newbie gift pack?

Oh, Host, you want to claim your gift pack? You could've just said so. Why beat around the bush?

Then give it to me already.

Then accept it already.

How can I accept it if you haven't given it to me? Are you just refusing to give it to me? Or did you embezzle it yourself, System?

You're the dumbest Host I've ever seen. It's your comprehension...

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