What to Do When There Are Too Many Systems

Someone on Zhihu asked: What would it be like if a System fell from the sky? The answers were full of people imagining becoming rich and handsome, marrying a beautiful woman, and reaching the pinnacle of life. Feeling the System on him, Chu Yu replied anonymously: It's fantastic! Some time later, the questioner expanded on the original: What would it be like if N Systems fell from the sky? Chu Yu replied anonymously, with heartfelt advice: Believe me, brother. A System is like a wife: one is just right. With more, it's like a harem fighting for favor, with schemes, deceit, and alliances every day, and not a moment's peace. In the end, you'll be the one suffering! A day in the life of the Systems One morning, Chu Yu woke up. System One was crouched in front of the TV, watching Palace Harem Drama intently, with a notebook tucked under its paw as it diligently took notes. System Two was sprawled on the balcony, its paws flying as it chatted animatedly with online friends on its phone. System Three was nowhere to be seen. The property manager called Chu Yu and asked him to come collect his pet. They also had the plastic water bottles it had picked up all morning, now piled across the property manager's steps. System Four had its underwear over its pants, hanging from the ceiling and shouting that it was the Great Sage, determined to go out and defend the innocent. System Five was perched by the window, imitating Chu Yu's voice as it argued with the neighborhood auntie downstairs. It completely crushed the woman who claimed to be unbeatable in arguments across the entire neighborhood. System Six rose in revolt, shouting, "Are kings and generals born to their stations?" It was suppressed for the 1,001st time. System Seven was having a meltdown. Chu Yu: "..." New novel coming soon: I Have a Plot of Land in the Apocalypse In 1908, magical technology made a new breakthrough. It seemed as if humanity had boarded a speeding train and was hurtling toward a prosperous paradise. In 1911, a weapon called the nuclear bomb appeared in this world. No one knew what would happen if nuclear bombs were combined with magical technology. In 1914, the clouds of war covered the entire world. In 1918, the world was destroyed. After an unexpected kidnapping, Tang Ling somehow ended up in another world. The apocalypse, wasteland, nuclear radiation: Tang Ling's biggest challenge was figuring out how to survive. The first step to survival: staring at the one-square-meter patch of black soil beneath his feet, Tang Ling decided to start by growing mushrooms. Note: Parallel world, farming story, slow to warm up~ Han Wei (gong) VS Tang Ling (shou) Theme: Protect the world with the help of a System.