It resembled a Western royal court.
"A baby?"
He had not expected to become this small.
"How am I supposed to carry out missions like this?"
The thought had barely crossed his mind when the mission details appeared before him.
Choose one of two.
"Failure penalty: 1,000 Points?"
He checked his Points. He only had a little over 600, and he could not help frowning.
It seemed he had no choice but to pick one.
Once he failed, losing 1,000 Points would mean he was finished.
After all, aside from being allowed to owe Points during promotions, once an ordinary person's Points fell below zero, their life in Dusk would basically be over.
"I didn't think saving up so much would still be useless."
Realizing the trouble he faced, he carefully examined the mission details.
Only failing Mission 2 came without punishment, but its requirement was that he had to live in this world for over twenty years.
Even he could barely accept such a long stretch of time.
Was this some kind of joke?
He was only twenty years old in reality.
Could he really endure living in this unfamiliar family for so long?
He seriously doubted it.
"The system will serve as my cheat. If my memories of reality can be strengthened after returning, then it might not be so bad."
Becoming a member of Dusk had already given him the feeling that he was the protagonist.
But he was not actually the protagonist.
In comparison, this kind of transmigrated life was the dream he had once fantasized about.
He silently considered it alone for a long time. Only after a great while did he finally harden his resolve and place his finger over option 2.
"This one."
No matter what, living twenty extra years was a profit