Tonight, I Came to Your Window Again
This time, he had arrived on a deserted road, with no one around.
He looked around. Everything was pitch-black. Where was the person who usually served as the medium for his transmigration?
What was his original self doing here? Wang Yue observed his surroundings as he absorbed the memories.
Wang Yue still felt resentful toward the system. He had a certain question on the tip of his tongue, but he wasn't sure whether he should ask it.
He'd definitely gotten the cooldown period right, but it seemed he still needed to figure out whether the Salted Fish Film and Television System chose which show he went to.
There was another possibility: maybe this Salted Fish Film and Television System was even more afraid of dying than he was. Ahem—maybe it simply knew its own limitations?
If that was really the case, was he going to be stuck in this urban drama forever?
Or did it want him to learn some martial arts and gain the ability to defend himself before sending him to a special forces world? Did it think he was useless?
Wait, he was afraid of dying—no, he knew his own limitations—but could the system die too? Oh, dear God!
He remembered that in Wei Wei World, the Scummy System had even changed the heroine's face. There was a lot it was afraid of.
Wasn't it just martial arts? He was a master of the martial arts world. Who was he afraid of? If Xia Junshan were here, Wang Yue definitely wouldn't dare say that.
Once he'd finished absorbing the memories, Wang Yue couldn't help sighing. After a couple of worlds, he'd finally returned to the Computer Science Department. But what was the deal with Linxi University? He had no memory