Systems Are Everywhere, but I'm the Only Transmigrator

Du Ming had just transmigrated when he immediately saw the System. He thought he had come prepared.

Who would have guessed that everyone in this world had a System? Well, there went his transmigration golden finger. It was common as dirt.

Now he was facing a disastrous start from the very beginning: four young constables had been abandoned by the army and could only risk venturing into enemy territory.

Honestly, Du Ming was desperate. The enemy had checkpoints every five paces and guards every ten. If they couldn't explain where they came from, they'd be executed on the spot. Unless his surname was Long and his name was Aotian, and he could use a mass intelligence-lowering technique, how were they supposed to survive?

A mix of strategy, extreme martial arts, and science fiction, with tight logic. Feel free to point out any errors.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.