Ye Jinghong and I were both deeply shaken.
I had encountered the system before.
In that small world, everything had been controlled by the system.
But that had only been a small world, and that system probably had not been this system either.
Still, I felt they had to be connected somehow.
Or perhaps that system had been part of its experiment as well?
"Mr. Jiang, is there anything else you want to ask?" he asked me with a smile.
I said, "What is your purpose? Why did you let us know the system exists?"
He said he did not know the system's true purpose. He was merely an executor.
All he had to do was faithfully fulfill his duties as a GM. As long as he followed the system's instructions, nothing could go wrong.
Because the system possessed absolute control. With a single thought, it could decide whether someone lived or died.
It did not even need to act personally. It only needed to control certain people to easily create an accident, or implant some kind of illness into your personal code. That illness could be terminal, sending your life into a countdown within minutes.
In short, if it wanted you dead, it could probably kill you in a different way every day until the end of time.
No matter who you were, no matter how much power or limitless wealth you possessed in this world, you were not worth mentioning before the system.
The more I spoke with this guy, the deeper my fear of the system became.
"So you think the system created another GM, and what he said was probably similar to what you said. From the beginning until now, you have been instilling one idea in us—that the system is the supreme god, something that