Seized by the System

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Didn't you say before that you not only can connect to the Internet spiritually, you can generate electricity spiritually too? Let me see you generating it now…"

For some reason, Sir System did not easily let Fang Ning go today.

Perhaps it was because Fang Ning used the matter of rent to go against it before and went overboard…

"Damn it, I'm gonna teach you this lesson today, do others a favor in a current tangle, and make oneself a waiver of future trouble. Don't just do whatever you want whenever you want!"

Fang Ning spat and shut his eyes in concentration as if mulling over something.

The System was also surprisingly patient and did not disrupt Fang Ning's mulling.

Before long, as if he finished mulling, Fang Ning suddenly ran over to the System cold storage area.

Then, he took out a brand new… hand-cranked generator.

"Uh, what're you doing?" The System was very puzzled.

Fang Ning ignored it and took out a high-end gaming notebook, and connect it to the hand-cranked generator.

At this time, with a stare, the hand-cranked generator quivered, and the wheels started to spin on their own.

Laymen who saw this scene and did not understand would only think the generator had come to life.

Sir System then understood and said disdainfully, "And here I thought you had some kind of profound skill of generating electricity using love, but you're just using the most basic thing to drive spiritually…"

"What do you know? The more simple and fundamental, the more reliable it is. Overly complicated things will just cause accidents."

Fang Ning then turned on the notebook and downloaded and installed the game again before cheerfully playing the game.

"Hmph, if you aren't playing, then you're sleeping. You've been dragging your soul cultivation, so I don't believe that you can keep this up for long…" The System huffed in anger.

"Hehe, perhaps I can't keep this up, but there are still the tens and thousands of souls in the Draconic Penitentiary." Fang Ning said gleefully.

"Impossible. Without my orders, none of them can come out." The System blocked Fang Ning's road decisively, "If you want to play longer, then you better train your own soul. You can play as long as you can keep up."

"Eh, Sir, I was wrong about you." Since Fang Ning was not a simple-minded person, he understood Sir System's objective after hearing this and felt guilty in this heart.

So Sir System was doing this for him… No, safety came first.

After all, as a Host, the stronger his soul, the safer he would be if he encountered danger.

"You only know you're wrong about me now? A poor little System like me is getting deeply hurt time and time again by you. Aren't you gonna give me some compensation?" The System took the chance to say.

"Nope, impossible, scram." When Fang Ning heard this, his guilt only lasted three seconds.

Then, he immersed himself in playing.

However, this evening was doomed to be an eventful one, so Fang Ning was not able to enjoy himself.

Not long after he started playing, Sir System suddenly said gleefully, "Mr. Rich Boss, come and see the live broadcast outside. Your workers are starting to make a scene."

"Damn it, let Old Man Zheng handle it. I'm busy." Fang Ning pushed away the responsibility.

"Hehe, you should check it out. I feel that there's something off. There's no hint on the System Map either." The System urged.

Fang Ning still had a guilty conscience, so when he heard this, he was too embarrassed to play more. Thus, he turned on the live broadcast screen in the Cyber Cafe.

As soon as the screen was turned on, a furious voice shouted.

"You think you're all that just because you can cultivate now? What are you acting for?" A younger worker with a flushed face said to two other people.

"Oh, this looks familiar." Fang Ning was very speechless.

The two other workers confronting him were also very young and were shaking their heads with sneers.

"Of course we're 'all that' now that we can cultivate. No matter how smart you are, and how hard you work, if you can't cultivate, you'll just be a piece of trash who can only be a laborer and work under people." One of the workers said disdainfully.

The other one laughed and nodded.

"These three people are quite compatible with each other…" Fang Ning nodded, and was suddenly struck with inspiration, "Are they acting? Are they deliberately trying to attract our attention?"

"Uh, Rich-man Host, what are you saying?" Sir System looked and could not find any problems, and could not help but feel gloomy.

Only then did it know that between its Host and it, there was an insurmountable gap.

"It's very simple. They're not brain-dead, so how wouldn't they know what this place is?" Fang Ning retorted, "This place is 'a place where the righteous gather, and where evil cannot encroach; surpassing 300,000 square feet from where the Pharos of the East resides'. To make trouble here is to seek death."

"Uh, if you say that, I'll feel that I'm brain-dead." The System grew even gloomier.

"I didn't say that. You admitted it yourself." Fang Ning was speechless. The System seemed to have a lot of plays recently. Perhaps it was undergoing puberty or its rebellious phase…

At this time, the live broadcast scene changed.

A middle-aged worker walked over.

"Stop yapping. You'll disturb the Venerable One's rest. To be able to enter this place and listen to Butler Zheng's lessons is already the greatest blessing. We're all workmates and serve the Venerable One together. Since accepted another's money in exchange for coming here, you need to do work that's worthy of your salary… Wang Wenqing, you've always been clever, why are you arguing with these two fellows?" The middle-aged worker sincerely soothed.

"Master Luo, it's not that I want to argue with them, but they're really too infuriating. It's true that my cultivation is slow and not as fast as theirs, but they called me a piece of trash, and treat me as their gopher, asking me to serve them sea and buy them cigarettes… This is the residence of the Dragon God, so this kind of bullying can't go on, right?" The young worker Wang Wenqing muttered with a lowered head.

"That is indeed rather overboard. Don't you know that the Venerable One hates others taking advantage of one's position to bully others the most? He's killed so many powerful devils and demons, and you've only started cultivation. Are you going to go astray?" Master Luo said in surprise.

Upon hearing this, the two young workers could not help but look at Wang Wenqing. A sliver of panic entered their eyes, as well as some blame.

"Master Luo, we were in the wrong." The two young workers immediately lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes.

A trace of disappointment flashed past Wang Wenqing's face, as if he was somewhat helpless, and he said, "Forgot it, as long as they don't bully me anymore in the future, I won't escalate it till the Venerable One finds out as well, so as not to hold up his mood."

"That's good. A person should understand his duty. If it's yours, it'll always be yours. If it isn't, then there's no point forcing it." Master Luo finally advised.

The other workers were all watching the scene from the sidelines, and no one had stepped forward to stop the fight.

For the saying 'a place where the righteous gather, and where evil cannot encroach', the latter part was relatively true, but the first part might have to be greatly discounted.

Even the Western Paradise had demons. The man-eating Golden Wing Garuda sat on the head of the Buddha.

Seeing this, Fang Ning shook his head, "People are not as honest as their ancestors were. There are not that many honest people left."

"What does that mean? I don't understand." The System admitted honestly.

"Sigh, there are small societies everywhere. This Wang Wenqing wants to walk the path of a piece of trash that rises up, and was finding others to play along with him. He seems to have put a lot of effort into this. His motive isn't malevolent, so you won't see him become red or black. The other workers would be happy to lose three competitors, so just let them quarrel. However, this Master Luo really is a good person. How rare." Fang Ning sighed.

"Oh, the wise Host really is sagacious and profound, this little System falls short." Sir System dropped this sentence and beat a hasty retreat.

"Scram." After watching a free performance and ending up dumbstruck, Fang Ning went back to playing his games.

"Wait, Mr. Rich Boss, I found a problem. We actually can't blame them for putting up this kind of play. Have you realized that I've said this before, most existences in the world are trash…" Sir System suddenly came back to say.

"Huh, what exactly do you mean?" Fang Ning just created a good character but was interrupted the System, and felt gloomy.

"I'm saying, even if ordinary people have the Nine Transformation Golden Core Technique I developed, they'll still spend their entire lives in the first transformation. After all, that's where their qualifications lie. Without precious treasures and unique pills, their life span has limits. It'll be very difficult to break through the upper limit with just one skill." Sir System explained.

"Oh, you're saying that ordinary people are just ordinary people? So what? Aren't they still alive?" Fang Ning said indifferently.

"You're cooped up in the System Space all day, so of course you haven't noticed. Many people outside are hanging by a thread and live in fear. If I don't patrol every day, the world would have ended long ago." The System said disdainfully.

"Why're you worried about this?" Fang Ning was very suspicious.

"I'm not worried about them. I'm just researching what aim their aim is to act out this play." The System felt wronged.

"Well, in that case, you don't have to waste time thinking about that anymore."

"Why's that?"

"That's because I know better than you." Fang Ning said triumphantly.