The System Took Me Through Time and Became a School Grass.

A thunderstorm night. As a member of an electronics factory; after taking a shower, I lay happily on the bed, picked up my mobile phone and started my journey to become a king. . . . . Ah, what kind of teammates are these? Are primary school students playing so casually now? What a cheat! Upset to sleep. Unknowingly, it was 12 o'clock in the morning. A white light flashed through the thunderstorm night and through the window, and the life system was bound to the host. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.