"Host, confirm."
"Brawler System successfully bound."
"Host's situation analysis."
Ye Heng had just regained consciousness when the voice appeared in his head. When he opened his eyes, other than the scene in front of him, there was another scene that seemed to be forced into his mind:
[Constitution: 10 (Extremely Poor)]
[Appearance: 50 (Average)]
[Charm: 40 (Normal)]
[Intelligence: 80 (Excellent)]
[Talent: 20 (Extremely Poor)]
Before he could digest these numbers, a torrent of information entered his mind. Before he could prepare, Ye Heng fainted again.
As a member of the most secretive and powerful family in a certain country, and a direct descendant at that, the life of Ye Heng, a born rich second generation official, was not as smooth as some people thought.
That damned old man! Why did he have to hold a clan trial!
Ye Heng had cursed this sentence countless times. Of course, it was in his heart. If that old man's spies heard it, it would be even worse when they went back!
Therefore, the first half of his life, which should have been smooth, became Ye Heng's struggle. He became the top scorer of the college entrance examination at the age of sixteen and went straight to a top international university for eight years. He returned to China at the age of twenty-three.
The trial was finally over. Ye Heng thought that he could finally be a young master in peace. He could pick up girls as he pleased and spend money as he pleased (yes, this was his ultimate goal). Who knew that an apple would fall on the road and directly cause him to have a concussion.
Even worse, a drunk driver drove his car to the side of the street. Ye Heng, who had fainted and had no chance to dodge, was crushed just like that.
The front wheel moved, the rear wheel moved, the car moved backward, and then two more times…
Ye Heng's soul watched as his body was ravaged…
Then, his soul was sucked away by something, and he still didn't have any chance to resist.
Ye Heng woke up again and wanted to curse,
Oh my god, I'm a rich second-generation heir with a brilliant future waiting for me. How could I be killed by an apple?! What f * cking system! I have plenty of money and as many girls as I want. Why do I have to be a hooligan?!
However, after he finished scolding, he suddenly realized:
Eh? Why do I feel like I only opened my mouth and didn't make a sound? No way! Those memories didn't tell me that this body is mute!
Soon, Ye Heng knew the answer. The cold voice that appeared in his mind at the beginning appeared again.
Insulting the system, silence for two hours!
Ye Heng blurted out again,
F * ck…ugh…my good system, I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything…
Ye Heng was actually unconscious because he couldn't withstand the impact of the information. He couldn't be blamed. After all, his body only had 10 points of Constitution, which was extremely poor...
Ye Heng's soul had possessed the body of a " four-year-old " boy. Yes, you didn't see wrongly. He was only four years old!
And the thing that allowed Ye Heng to " revive " was this so-called " rogue system ". It wasn't that Ye Heng hadn't read those messy novels on the Internet, but he had seen all kinds of divine systems, Heavenly Emperor systems, and rogue systems. This was the first time he had seen it.
To this, the cold voice in his mind actually replied,"
This system's full name is the Brawler Supreme System. Please do not insult this system with those low-level systems. Otherwise, the punishment of silence will be extended!
Great! I don't even want to get together with you, right?
Ye Heng was quite helpless about this system. This system did not have any other missions. It only had one request for him, the host, and that was-please act like a hooligan without any scruples!
It's fine if there's no mission, but at least tell me the specific rules and rewards for "playing hooligan". Otherwise, how am I supposed to do it?!
Ye Heng believed that the System must have sensed his question. Then, the System, which was originally full of nonsense, fell silent…Damn it, it actually fell silent! Pretending not to hear his inner thoughts!
Ye Heng was completely helpless against this system. However, this was not the most important thing for him now. Most importantly, this body of his seemed to be…should be…perhaps, dying…
According to the memories that flooded into his mind, Ye Heng was relieved that he was still a healthy boy after his rebirth. This was the only thing that made him feel at ease.
This body was a retard, which meant that he had dementia. Therefore, Ye Heng only received his memories for nearly a year, and it was fragmented. After all, you couldn't force a retard to piece together what he saw normally.
What made Ye Heng heave a sigh of relief was the points that the system had given him. Intelligence: 80, excellent. It seemed that he had inherited his own intelligence. Otherwise, he might as well die again.
Then, there was his current situation. First, this was a world of immortal cultivation. Then, he and a bunch of young boys and girls were captured by a demonic path to refine medicine.
Of course, this was Ye Heng's own judgment from those fragmented memories. After all, a four-year-old child with dementia did not know what was immortal cultivation and what was the demonic path. Hooligan system successfully bound."
"Host's situation analysis."
Ye Heng had just regained consciousness when the voice appeared in his head. When he opened his eyes, other than the scene in front of him, there was another scene that seemed to be forced into his mind:
[Constitution: 10 (Extremely Poor)]
[Appearance: 50 (Average)]
[Charm: 40 (Normal)]
[Intelligence: 80 (Excellent)]
[Talent: 20 (Extremely Poor)]
Before he could digest these numbers, a torrent of information entered his mind. Before he could prepare, Ye Heng fainted again.
As a member of the most secretive and powerful family in a certain country, and a direct descendant at that, the life of Ye Heng, a born rich second generation official, was not as smooth as some people thought.
That damned old man! Why did he have to hold a clan trial!
Ye Heng had cursed this sentence countless times. Of course, it was in his heart. If that old man's spies heard it, it would be even worse when they went back!
Therefore, the first half of his life, which should have been smooth, became Ye Heng's struggle. He became the top scorer of the college entrance examination at the age of sixteen and went straight to a top international university for eight years. He returned to China at the age of twenty-three.
The trial was finally over. Ye Heng thought that he could finally be a young master in peace. He could pick up girls as he pleased and spend money as he pleased (yes, this was his ultimate goal). Who knew that an apple would fall on the road and directly cause him to have a concussion.
Even worse, a drunk driver drove his car to the side of the street. Ye Heng, who had fainted and had no chance to dodge, was crushed just like that.
The front wheel moved, the rear wheel moved, the car moved backward, and then two more times…
Ye Heng's soul watched as his body was ravaged…
Then, his soul was sucked away by something, and he still didn't have any chance to resist.
Ye Heng woke up again and wanted to curse,
Oh my god, I'm a rich second-generation heir with a brilliant future waiting for me. How could I be killed by an apple?! What f * cking system! I have plenty of money and as many girls as I want. Why do I have to be a hooligan?!
However, after he finished scolding, he suddenly realized:
Eh? Why do I feel like I only opened my mouth and didn't make a sound? No way! Those memories didn't tell me that this body is mute!
Soon, Ye Heng knew the answer. The cold voice that appeared in his mind at the beginning appeared again.
Insulting the system, silence for two hours!
Ye Heng blurted out again,
F * ck…ugh…my good system, I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything…
Ye Heng was actually unconscious because he couldn't withstand the impact of the information. He couldn't be blamed. After all, his body only had 10 points of Constitution, which was extremely poor...
Ye Heng's soul had possessed the body of a " four-year-old " boy. Yes, you didn't see wrongly. He was only four years old!
And the thing that allowed Ye Heng to " revive " was this so-called " rogue system ". It wasn't that Ye Heng hadn't read those messy novels on the Internet, but he had seen all kinds of divine systems, Heavenly Emperor systems, and rogue systems. This was the first time he had seen it.
To this, the cold voice in his mind actually replied,"
This system's full name is the Brawler Supreme System. Please do not insult this system with those low-level systems. Otherwise, the punishment of silence will be extended!
Great! I don't even want to get together with you, right?
Ye Heng was quite helpless about this system. This system did not have any other missions. It only had one request for him, the host, and that was-please act like a hooligan without any scruples!
It's fine if there's no mission, but at least tell me the specific rules and rewards for "playing hooligan". Otherwise, how am I supposed to do it?!
Ye Heng believed that the System must have sensed his question. Then, the System, which was originally full of nonsense, fell silent…Damn it, it actually fell silent! Pretending not to hear his inner thoughts!
Ye Heng was completely helpless against this system. However, this was not the most important thing for him now. Most importantly, this body of his seemed to be…should be…perhaps, dying…
According to the memories that had forcefully rushed into his mind, what made Ye Heng feel at ease was that after his rebirth, he was still a healthy boy. This was the only thing that made him feel at ease.
This body was mentally retarded, which meant that it was stupid. Therefore, Ye Heng only received his memories for nearly a year, and it was fragmented. After all, you couldn't force a mentally retarded person to piece together what he saw normally.
What made Ye Heng heave a sigh of relief was the points that the system had given him. Intelligence: 80, excellent. It seemed that he had inherited his own intelligence. Otherwise, he might as well die again.
Then, there was his current situation. First, this was a cultivation world. Then, he and a bunch of little wimps were captured by a demonic path person to refine medicine.
Of course, this was Ye Heng's own judgment from those fragmented memories. After all, a four-year-old silly child did not know what was immortal cultivation and what was the demonic path.
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