The System Was Killed and Unboxed at the Start

(Brain Storage!)

(New book sets sail.)

It was morning, and the sun had already risen, bringing a touch of warmth and light to the land. However, the clamor inside the factory showed no signs of subsiding. The roar of massive machinery echoed continuously in the air.

Liu Bing squatted beside a pile of newly injection-molded products, his eyes bloodshot and his expression one of extreme fatigue. Despite this, he remained focused, staring intently at the record book in his hands and carefully checking if the products randomly selected from the basket met the quality standards.

Occasionally, flaws would be found. When that happened, he would set aside the defective items and make a mark in the book with his pen.

"Ah Bing, time to clock out!" A shout interrupted Liu Bing's concentration. He looked over to see another quality inspector from his team approaching him. It was clear the other person had finished inspecting their assigned area and was preparing to return to the workshop office to clock out.

"Got it! Just a moment, I've only got a few more baskets left to check," Liu Bing replied, his hands continuing their work without pause.

After a thorough inspection, he confirmed that apart from a few minor flaws within the quality standards, the batch of products had no major issues. He nodded with satisfaction and meticulously recorded the summary of his inspection in the logbook. Then, he slowly straightened his body, intending to head to the workshop office to clock out.

However, just as he tried to stand up, a sudden wave of dizziness washed over him, and his vision went black. This wasn't an unfamiliar sensation for Liu Bing; many people experienced it after standing up too quickly from squatting for a long time. After a brief moment to recover, he walked directly to the workshop office.

After clocking out, Liu Bing, weary from an all-night shift, trudged towards his home. As soon as he returned to his rented studio apartment, he groggily collapsed onto his bed, ready to sleep.

At that moment, a voice echoed in his mind.

[Ding, Myriad Worlds Transmigration System has been activated. Host, do you wish to transmigrate?]

Liu Bing's spirits immediately lifted. A system? He wasn't a transmigrator himself, so how could a system choose him? After a moment of confusion, he tentatively asked in his mind, "System?"

[Host, I am here.]

Hiss, a system really exists? Am I hallucinating from exhaustion? Liu Bing pinched himself, trying to confirm if he had worked himself to death.

Finally confirming he wasn't dead and that he truly possessed a system, Liu Bing felt a surge of excitement. He curiously asked, "System, what kind of worlds can you take me to?"

[Host, the transmigration worlds are random; it all depends on luck. Does the host wish to transmigrate?]

"Random?" Liu Bing immediately felt uneasy. He asked again, "System, do you have a system space? If so, can I make thorough preparations before I start transmigrating?"

[System space has been enabled. The host currently has twelve hours to freely arrange preparations.]

Upon hearing this news, the previously drowsy Liu Bing instantly became full of energy, as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

He quickly leaped out of bed and completed his simple ablutions at the fastest speed possible. Then, he impatiently rushed out of his home to purchase the necessary items.

After all, he couldn't predict what kind of unknown world he would transmigrate into, so being prepared was always the right move!

Moreover, for someone like Liu Bing, who had no outdoor survival experience, if he happened to land in a primitive world or an ancient era, he would likely starve to death. Even if he didn't starve, he could easily become a meal for a wild carnivorous animal.

Therefore, besides stocking up on sufficient daily necessities, choosing a few handy weapons for self-defense was crucial. He also needed to get all sorts of sprays like chili water, stun batons, pepper spray, bear spray, and so on.

Unfortunately, domestic regulations were extremely strict; firearms were out of the question. He couldn't even get a decent compound bow on short notice, so ranged weapons had to be abandoned.

It was a pity that time was too tight. If he had more time to prepare slowly, he would have ordered a full set of armor online!

However, with things as they were, he had no choice but to focus on acquiring weapons, equipment, food, and water first.

Liu Bing rushed to a large shopping mall nearby and went on a frantic shopping spree for quite some time. He even went to a labor protection store on the west side of the city to purchase a complete set of construction worker gear. A crowbar was truly a divine weapon!

Finally, he returned home laden with goods, a large pile of items of various sizes filling the system space. This round of shopping had drained most of his savings.

Looking at the items in the space, from small things like tissues and bottled mineral water to larger items like sleeping bags and tents – anything he thought might be useful, he had bought. Time had also unknowingly passed into the afternoon.

Feeling that he had prepared enough, he nervously said to the system, "System, let's transmigrate."

[Ding, spacetime tunnel activated, initiating transmigration.]

Liu Bing felt as if the space before his eyes was like water disturbed by a falling stone, rippling violently. Then, his consciousness instantly became hazy. He felt his senses completely lose their function, everything becoming distorted.

This transmigration is truly uncomfortable! Liu Bing thought.

Suddenly, he heard a "bang" sound, followed by a sweet, loud shout: "Self-drawn! All honors!"

This shout pulled Liu Bing's consciousness back. He turned his head in confusion and looked around, only to find himself standing on a vast, flat expanse of land. The ground was so unrealistically flat, like a giant tabletop. However, as far as his eyes could see, there was nothing.

Liu Bing curiously asked in his mind, "System, where is this?"

After a long while, the system didn't respond. Liu Bing felt something was wrong. He quickly tried to open the system space, but the system seemed to have disappeared. There was nothing. Not to mention his prepared items, even the system space was gone.

A sense of panic inexplicably rose within Liu Bing. Where did the system go? Had he run into a system trafficker?

Just as Liu Bing was panicking, he heard a voice.

"Hmm? Who's so inconsiderate? Throwing this kind of trash in here?"

"Hey, Sister Nuwa, isn't that a system?"

"Yeah, it's a system. It hasn't appeared for hundreds of thousands of years. It finally shows up, and it's so weak? Boring."

"Empress Nuwa, quickly take a look, what's inside this system? Open it, open it."

"Tsk, this system is just an empty shell, there's nothing in it... Hmm, it's not entirely empty. Its space does have some trinkets."

"Uh, apart from some snacks, the rest is just junk."

"This looks a bit like the supplies prepared by some kid who just bound a system?"

Hearing this, Liu Bing knew exactly what was happening. The system, that scoundrel, had transmigrated to Hong Huang! And it had crashed right in front of Empress Nuwa, who had caught it and was opening it up.

And what about his prepared supplies? It seemed they had been taken out. What should he do now? As a transmigrator, did he count as an Outer Realm Demon? Would he be annihilated?

The system died at the start, what should he do? Waiting online, very urgent!