Social animal designer Xiang Dong encountered a plane crash and entered a non-traditional infinite flow. The settings of the dungeon were all kinds of strange, and the experience he had read in the infinite flow was completely inapplicable.
For example, his system sometimes talks too much and sometimes loses contact. The information it gives is comparable to the difficult Party A, and is even more unclean than an uncle.
For example, all of his dungeon NPCs seem to be hidden. Among the bosses per capita, he is the only one with a colored pen.
What's even more frightening is that his voice sounds like the system of a cold and beautiful woman, it's so ruthless.
"Will the system also be affected by Kongtong?"
"Yes, that's right. So I suggest that we keep an appropriate distance between us to avoid unnecessary embarrassment."
After listening to the tragic song of history, thawing the permanently frozen snowfields, granting freedom to the lonely birds wandering here, and witnessing the poems of flowing clouds in the sky, his relationship with the system changed a little.
"Although I'm Kongtong, I am willing to modify my established procedures for you. Are you willing to accept me?"
How dare Xiang Dong refuse? He was afraid that if he refused, he would not be able to get out of bed tonight.
On the surface, the flower of the high mountain is the color of the inner color. Waste production and accumulation attack the former social animals and are now salted fish.
1V1, no sub-CP.
Intention: No one knows your name, your achievements are famous
