Arrived in the Nasuverse, Now Out of Contact

Li Zihan was not someone incapable of adapting to harsh living conditions, but he clearly did not enjoy a hard life either. If he had the means, he did not mind improving his living conditions himself.

As someone was pondering

"A-li, is it really okay for you to make such an absolute promise?"

The system, having heard its host directly promise Ereshkigal that he would resolve this battle as soon as possible, hesitated.

"Am I supposed to tell Ereshkigal, 'Oh, darling, I can't beat that guy at all. Let's hurry back and live our lives instead'?"

Li Zihan rolled his eyes, clearly looking down on a certain rogue program.

"Come on, that'd be way too pathetic."

"The God of War is an exceptional Divine Spirit Race. You didn't bring the Salvation Divine Blade, and if you fight him, you won't last long at all." The system analyzed the situation with its meager intelligence.

Li Zihan's strength was certainly impressive, but before this world's top-tier combatants, it was truly not enough.

"That's true. I definitely can't beat that god who symbolizes battle and slaughter."

Li Zihan did not deny the fact that he would not last long against the God of War. In this world, that fellow was even more unfathomable than a serious Rama from the Godslayer world.

"But I never planned to confront him head-on."

The system froze. It felt that its host was probably, perhaps, preparing to start digging another pit. A great many people might suffer next.

"Could you tell me a little about your next plan?" the system asked cautiously.

"Before paying a visit to that strongest god, I don't have a plan." The system's host half-narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

Although the God of War was the strongest god, he was not invincible. With careful