When Gong Yue stood in the system space, he didn't even know who he was. Only an occasionally unreliable system told him that he needed a lot of energy and that his name was Gong Yue.
Gong Yue always felt that she didn't just need energy to leave here, especially when holding the black jade in her hand, this feeling was particularly strong. There was something wrong with the jade, he was sure.
The system said that counterattacking the original owner's life would gain a lot of energy. Gong Yue smiled, it sounded fun.