Things Were Far More Complicated Than This (Where Are My Monthly Tickets, Where Are My Monthly Tickets)

Fang Zheng had always been curious about where his system and the Dimensional Codex had come from. He had even let his imagination run wild and considered many possibilities—for example, that he had not actually died back then, but had become a vegetable lying in a hospital, and everything he was experiencing now was just a dream.

Or perhaps this was some higher will... like those Main Gods or whatever in web novels, grabbing people to do some lofty, extraordinary work?

But it turned out to be nothing more than the Mark of Order transforming according to what he was most skilled and familiar with?

After all that fuss... damn it, this really was a beloved son screwing over his old man!!

MMP!!

As for why his system could travel through various worlds, the Goddess of Order explained that as well. After all, the Mark of Order was the core power of her clan. That advanced civilization had been a Level 0 civilization, the sort that could casually create a Main God Space. Simple travel and exchanges on this level were naturally easy for the civilization of the Goddess of Order.

What Fang Zheng found rather ironic was that what the people of the Main World fought over like Secret Treasures were actually discarded junk thrown away by the Goddess of Order... If they learned the truth, who knew how they would react?

"So... what should I do next?"

Strangely enough, when the system gave him missions, Fang Zheng found them unbearably annoying. But now that he had no missions, he found himself unbearably idle.

Ah, people...

"I have no particular suggestions."

This Goddess of Order remained as indifferent and calm as ever, as though she did not care about the outside world in the slightest.

"Of course, according to