Wow! A System? Isn't that the golden finger in transmigration novels? What do you mean, you're going to self-destruct? What am I supposed to do? I don't know the first thing about being a System!
Self-destruct countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2... 1. Ding... The sound rang out, then vanished.
Don't go, System! Jiang Hao shouted in his mind. You haven't told me how to get back to my world! I miss my mom. Where am I? How do I get out? I don't want to be a System.
For a long time, the System gave no response. Jiang Hao let out a sigh. It seemed there was no going back. I was trapped here.
From the moment I became a strategy System, I swore to silently protect every Host I ever had, like a star in the night sky lighting the way ahead. From the very beginning, I knew I had a great mission to fulfill: helping my Host embark on the glorious road to the pinnacle of life.
Ha! As if. This is all about getting home!
What a miserable wage slave!!!
