Hua Beichuan, 28 years old, male. Born, raised, and employed in the Flower City. A bona fide local, honest and reliable.
Years from now, when Hua Beichuan takes the stage as the System's top-performing Host of the year, giving a speech about how he swept away the O and struck down the X across various Flower City derivative worlds, rescued protagonists trapped in the mire, and even saved his own world through sheer, miraculous force of will, he will think back to that distant afternoon when the System bound itself to him.
Ever since he was old enough to remember, Hua Beichuan had known there was something wrong with the world.
He tried to ignore the strange puddles everywhere on the street. He insisted that one half of every couple strolling hand in hand, flushed but still determined to shop, must simply have a fever that wouldn't break. He pretended not to hear the strange noises and splashing sounds coming from every direction when the lights went out at the cinema.
But fate never let him off the hook.
His closest childhood friend went into the adult film business. He endured it.
His old high school classmates went into the adult film business. He endured it.
His former private tutor went into the adult film business. He endured it.
But when he realized he knew every face in the sleazy ads popping up in his browser, he couldn't take it anymore.
Maybe his resentment touched the heavens. The System for Sweeping Away the O and Striking Down the X descended from above and invited him: You're exactly the talent we need! Let's go!
And so Hua Beichuan, an utterly ordinary passerby in the Flower City, began traveling through countless worlds.
He kept the moon high in the sky, the stars shining through the ages, and the sun burning forever.
The shy, introverted top student entered the university of his dreams in the blazing heat of September.
The military academy prodigy soared through the stars, making his mark across the galaxy and smashing the insect nest, his chest covered in medals.
The king excelled in both letters and arms, struck fear across the seas, made his name known far and wide, and drew envoys from every nation to his court.
The Sword Venerable swung his sword like a rainbow, breaking all techniques, slaying all evil, shattering the firmament, and ascending to heaven in broad daylight...
And when Hua Beichuan returned to his homeland, he was finally able to reach out and change the tragedy of the past.
This story was born one day when the author's conscience suddenly began to ache. It is not meant to criticize anyone's personal tastes or preferences, nor to preach. It is simply a little comfort for readers like me who can't bear to see heaven-blessed prodigies with their pride broken.
The author does not discriminate against anyone or any preference, and has no intention of spreading stereotypes. If you encounter anything that makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading immediately.
This work is recommended for readers aged eighteen and above.
Theme: You deserve a brilliant life.
