The System Forces Me to Get a Monthly Ticket. Is This Reasonable?

The system forces me to get a monthly ticket. Is this reasonable? My name is Lu Shi'an, a mediocre little transparent guy on campus, no talent, good looks and flat tires, flowers in bloom, poor grades in college, no good at anything, and first place in eating. Until one day, I died suddenly while writing a novel in my dormitory, and successfully activated the "cheating system"! The system took me across parallel universes to freely travel to the realm of China to cultivate immortality, and ultimately led the solar system to the bright road. As a result, I became a great god later on, and I understood that there was no B system in the world, and it was a mess entrusted to the next generation by the previous generation. As soon as the system came up, I gave me a fatal order: "Boy, if you want to walk sideways on campus, get a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket for me!" I was dumbfounded. Did the system enter the wrong set? Where can I get monthly tickets and recommended tickets? [Ding dong! ] "What's going on? What's going on?" My father made me comment and made me angry. But there was no other way. In order to bid farewell to the days of being a diaosi in college, I had no choice but to bite the bullet. With all the tricks given by the system, I output like crazy in class, and the teacher was shocked. Relying on the athletic talent rewarded by the system, I, who was built like a bamboo pole, killed everyone in the sports games and became the focus of the whole school. I begged my grandpa to sue my grandma, and canvassed for votes everywhere, but I was always a little short of the mark. Family members, who knows? Your monthly tickets and recommendation tickets are my life-saving straw. Come and throw in your monthly tickets. I am really going to be beaten to death by the system! You can't help but let me survive the first chapter, father and grandfather, as my biological son and grandson, I beg you! You can't give me an advertisement to revive me, right?