When he heard the system, Hua Yunfei froze in place. His brow furrowed, and after a moment of silence, he said, "System, you're not even pretending anymore, are you?"
Brother System used to be so proud, so dashing, always a man of his word. But ever since he traded a portrait of the Profound Nether Empress for the Mitian Boots last time, it seemed to have changed a little, as if some seal had been undone.
During all the years he spent in seclusion, the system had pestered him constantly, urging him to get out more so he could trigger more Check-in tasks.
It had even hinted at times that it was tired of looking at the Profound Nether Empress's portrait, and that if he wanted some treasure, he could trade it for a new one.
Of course, it had only hinted. The system trusted him to get the message.
But he had never paid it any mind. He'd kept his head down and cultivated, resisting temptation.
Now, after holding out for ten years—or even more than thirty thousand years, you could say—the system had finally found its chance on Emperor Star.
Hua Yunfei even suspected that the system had arranged for him to come to Emperor Star and check in at a fixed location from the very beginning, all for this very moment.
[What are you talking about? Brother System doesn't understand. All tasks trigger naturally; there's no way I can control what they contain.]
[What's with that look? I'm really not that kind of system. You have to believe me.]
[The fact that this task came up can only be called fate.]
"Fine, fine, fine."
Hua Yunfei nodded again and again, at a loss for words. He finally understood what the system was really like. So there'd been