Give Me an Invincible System in My Next Life

Give Me an Invincible System in the Next Life

"What will my golden finger be? A ring housing an old master, a woman in white living inside a sword, or something else?"

Chen Ze checked himself from head to toe, finding nothing but his own skin.

"None of these? Could it be a system?"

Chen Ze asked the void tentatively, "System, are you there?"

After asking, Chen Ze waited for a long time.

No response echoed in his mind, and no interface appeared before his eyes.

"It seems I'm truly finished; I don't even have a system."

"Goodbye, this wretched world of cultivation. This starting point is simply too difficult; I'm done playing."

With that, Chen Ze began searching the room for tools to commit suicide.

There was no need to rummage through boxes or cabinets; the entire room was plain to see. There wasn't even a piece of hemp rope, so he couldn't even hang himself.

"Bang my head against the wall?"

Chen Ze looked at the walls surrounding the room and shook his head, dismissing the thought.

The walls were covered in cracks like spiderwebs, and he feared that if he slammed into them, the wall would collapse before he died.

"How about getting a basin of water and drowning myself?"

A set of broken pots and pans was the only equipment Chen Ze saw in the room.

Chen Ze picked up a basin and took a look.

"Damn it, it's leaking."

"Is it really this hard to die?"

"Huh! How did I die in my previous life again?"

Chen Ze began to sink into memories of his past life.

A moment later.

"Damn, I still can't remember anything."

"Forget it, that's not important. I'd better think about how to escape this sea of misery!"

Chen Ze walked to the side of the tattered bed. "Should I use this ragged quilt to smother myself?"

Chen Ze hesitated as he reached for the quilt. As he leaned down, a stench hit him square in the face, forcing him to stumble back.

"Good grief, it's rancid."

This stumble was critical; Chen Ze felt himself trip over something and fall straight backward.

With a loud "thud," the back of his head hit the floor.

Chen Ze felt a sharp pain, as if something were leaking out.

His vision went black.

"Is this how I die?"

Chen Ze never expected that dying would turn out to be so easy.

Still, he was liberated.

He did not know how much time had passed when a voice rang out in Chen Ze's mind, and white light flickered before his eyes.

"Ding. The host's fate is not yet sealed; this world still awaits your salvation. Myriad Things Space System binding successful."

Hearing this voice, Chen Ze immediately opened his eyes and rubbed the back of his aching head.

"This world awaits my salvation? I think I'd better save myself first!"

"Myriad Things Space System? I've never heard of it!"

Immediately after, an interface appeared before Chen Ze's eyes.

Name: Chen Ze
Cultivation: Qi Refining Second Layer 50/100
Talent: Earth-element Low-grade Spiritual Root
Technique: Xuantian Record (Entry) 1/100
Spells: Ignition Art (Entry) 1/100
Myriad Things Space: Level 1

"Heaven never closes all doors! System, you came after all."

Looking at the system interface, it was the familiar routine and the familiar formula.

"System, are you there?"

No response.

Chen Ze shook his head. "It seems to be a system that cannot communicate; I can only rely on myself to figure it out."

He already knew his cultivation level and talent from the memories left behind by the original owner, so there was no need to look at those.

"What do 'Entry' and these numbers mean?"

"Should I give it a try?"

Chen Ze looked at the system interface, lost in thought.

Following this, Chen Ze began to recall the original owner's memories.

"Ignition Art, it seems to be used like this."

This Ignition Art was the only spell the original owner had learned at the Qingyun Sect; he had been taught it merely to make it easier for him to start fires for cooking.

Chen Ze performed the Ignition Art according to his memories, and a small flame immediately appeared on the index finger of his right hand.

"Damn, isn't this just a lighter? That's it? This counts as a spell?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. With the system, I don't have to worry about lacking high-level spells in the future."

Chen Ze then opened the system interface once more.

Name: Chen Ze
Cultivation: Qi Refining Second Layer 50/100
Talent: Earth-element Low-grade Spiritual Root
Technique: Xuantian Record (Entry) 1/100
Spell: Ignition Art (Entry) 2/100
Myriad Things Space: Level 1

"Just as I thought, the number increases by 1 point every time I use it. It seems this 'Entry' refers to proficiency, and the number behind it is the usage count. As long as I use it 100 times, this Ignition Art should be able to level up."

Having figured this out, Chen Ze didn't rush to continue using the Ignition Art.

At the very bottom of the system interface, there was a line that read "Myriad Things Space Level 1."

Chen Ze remembered that when the system bound to him, it stated it was the Myriad Things Space System.

"In that case, this 'Myriad Things Space' must be the most important part."

"But how do I use it?" Chen Ze wondered, attempting to visualize it with his intent.

At that moment, a line of text appeared before his eyes.

"Prompt: The Myriad Things Space can contain all things. The host may choose to enter the Myriad Things Space with their consciousness, or choose to have their physical body or living objects enter the Myriad Things Space. Host, please note: for the physical body or living objects to enter the Myriad Things Space, it requires the consumption of 1 Low-grade Spirit Stone every 10 minutes. The Myriad Things Space can also be upgraded; the next upgrade requires the consumption of 1000 Spirit Stones."

Looking at the prompt on the system interface, Chen Ze pondered.

"My physical body can enter the Myriad Things Space too? That's a good place to be—an excellent spot for self-preservation. But is it really that expensive? One Low-grade Spirit Stone every ten minutes? That's daylight robbery."

Chen Ze remembered that when the original owner left the Qingyun Sect, he only had 10 Low-grade Spirit Stones in total. Even those 10 stones were the result of the original owner living frugally over the past fifteen years. Unfortunately, the original owner had spent those very stones on alcohol and squandered them all.

Chen Ze shook his head and sighed, choosing to view the Myriad Things Space with his consciousness.

As Chen Ze's consciousness entered the Myriad Things Space, it felt as if a whole world had appeared in his mind. He felt as though he were standing within this world, though his body appeared quite ethereal.

Looking up, there were blue skies and white clouds; nearby were flowers, grass, and trees; in the distance, there were mountains and rivers. However, the distant mountains and rivers were shrouded in a thin mist, making them unclear.

The area he could see clearly was only about 500 square meters. Within this 500-square-meter space, a two-story, antique-style pavilion alone occupied nearly 300 square meters.

Chen Ze wandered around the Myriad Things Space, but aside from that pavilion, there was only a plot of farmland. Any other area Chen Ze wanted to explore was blocked by a layer of fog. That mist acted like a natural barrier, keeping him out.

This farmland was divided into 10 plots, each one meter long and wide, and they were already tilled, though nothing was planted in them.

Seeing this farmland, Chen Ze felt a sense of familiarity. The high-level medicinal fields the original owner had seen while farming at the Qingyun Sect were divided exactly like this. Each plot was used to grow only a single stalk of spiritual herb, ensuring the herb could fully absorb the nutrients.

The original owner's dream had been to work in the high-level medicinal fields to grow spiritual herbs.

"Don't tell me I have to farm again? The original owner spent his whole life farming, and there's no future in farming!"

Chen Ze withdrew his gaze and looked toward the only pavilion, its exterior adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, looking exceptionally grand.

As the perspective drew closer, the main door of the small building remained tightly shut. Between the first and second floors hung a plaque inscribed with four large characters: Myriad Things Shop.

On either side of the entrance hung a pair of couplets.

Trade with the heavens, choose as you please.

Recycle all things, none are refused.

Myriad Things Shop, huh? It seems this is the system shop, only manifested in physical form.

The two lines on the couplets made it perfectly clear.

The Myriad Things Shop sold everything, and it also bought back any item.

With a thought, Chen Ze prepared to open the doors of the Myriad Things Shop to take a look inside.

At that moment, a prompt appeared before Chen Ze's eyes.

"Activating the Myriad Things Shop requires the consumption of 100 Low-grade Spirit Stones."

Seeing this prompt, Chen Ze's expression darkened instantly.

"Forget it, just destroy everything!"

"This Myriad Things Space System is nothing but a spirit stone monster!"

"Everything requires spirit stones; where am I supposed to get them?"

"And it asks for 100 right off the bat—why don't you just go rob someone?"

"Give me an invincible system in my next life!"