I Didn't Expect You to Be This Kind of System

Except for the Ancestor Witches, no one was allowed to enter, lest they disturb Little Brother's rest.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches took turns standing guard to prevent any danger from arising until Little Brother successfully took human form.

Naturally, all the Ancestor Witches readily agreed!

However, the problem followed right after: which Ancestor Witch would take the first shift of guarding?

The air suddenly turned chilly, and the Ancestor Witches looked at one another.

After a brief silence, the atmosphere completely exploded, and the scene instantly became chaotic. The Ancestor Witches argued with flushed faces, everyone wanting to be this first guardian.

Their noisy appearance was as if they had arrived at a vegetable market.

The older brothers' behavior made Xuanming and Houtu's complexions look somewhat ugly.

Although Xuanming was also of the female gender, her personality was like that of a man, and her temper was fiercely explosive.

Seeing that her older brothers had no intention of stopping, Xuanming unleashed her law, and a chill reminiscent of one coming from the netherworld rose up.

Everyone couldn't help but shiver involuntarily. Naturally, they knew this was the handiwork of Eldest Sister Netherworld.

They stopped arguing, turned their heads over, and found that the two younger sisters' complexions clearly did not look too good.

They immediately grinned and offered repeated, ingratiating smiles.

Things were naturally not like this because of Xuanming; this Eldest Sister had a rather poor personality, and an ugly complexion was a common occurrence.

Once she encountered something displeasing, her complexion naturally turned ugly.

However, Houtu was different. This little sister of theirs had always been gentle, considerate, and very sensible, rarely getting angry.

Now, even she had a pale green expression, which showed the severity of the matter!

"Not arguing anymore?" Xuanming looked at the few of them, her tone sarcastic as she said, "Argue then? Keep arguing!"

The Ancestor Witches repeatedly forced smiles and chimed in unison, "We wouldn't dare!"

Of course, these words and smiling faces were constantly directed toward Houtu.

Xuanming wanted to say something more, but her arm was grabbed by Houtu. Turning back, she saw Houtu gently shaking her head, and she had no choice but to drop the matter.

Subsequently, Houtu looked at the Ancestor Witches and said in a soft, gentle voice, "Older brothers' voices are extremely loud. If it were ordinary times or somewhere else, that would be it, but we are still outside the hall now. You'd better not argue anymore, lest you startle Younger Brother!"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and all of them came to a sudden realization!

That makes sense!

It really seemed to be the case!

They nodded repeatedly, indicating that they understood!

Zhu Rong lowered his voice as much as possible and asked, "Little Sister! Then look at this first..."

Before he could finish speaking, Dijiang once again covered his mouth and interrupted his words.

"Shut up!" Dijiang glared at him and said with displeasure, "Don't you know how loud your voice is? Speak less from now on!"

Zhu Rong had indeed lowered his voice just now, but this lowering was only directed at himself.

In other people's ears, however, it was not the case; that voice was still quite loud, and if one stood a bit closer, it could even make other people's heads buzz.

Zhu Rong looked at Dijiang with an expression full of grievance.

He was also very helpless; that was already his lowest volume.

It wasn't that he wanted to be like this; he was born with a loud voice, and there was nothing he could do about it!

Seeing Zhu Rong return to calmness, Dijiang let go of his hand, turned to look at Houtu, and asked softly, "Little Sister, do you have any plans for this first shift?"

Houtu thought for a moment and said, "Elder Brother, I think it's better for me to go first, and then have Xuanming Eldest Sister take over. We'll talk about the rest when the time comes!"

Dijiang thought about it, then looked at Xuanming, and seeing her nod in agreement, he finally made the final decision: "Alright, let it be as you say!"

With that, he led the other Ancestor Witches and turned to leave.

There were still other matters to attend to!

The Ancestor Witch Hall usually used for resting could no longer be used now.

They had to find a place to stay first!

Otherwise, dignified Ancestor Witches without even a place to rest—wouldn't people laugh their heads off if word got out?

Watching the older brothers leave, Houtu turned around and entered the Ancestor Witch Hall.

With light, swaying steps, she slowly walked up to Father God's heart, listening to the strong and powerful heartbeat.

A sense of groundedness surfaced. She smiled gently, sat cross-legged on the ground, propped her chin with a delicate hand, and softly hummed an unknown little tune in her mouth.

At this moment, her heart was filled with incomparable anticipation. In the past, she was the youngest and could be said to have enjoyed boundless pampering.

She used to not understand why, no matter how unreasonably she acted, her older brothers and sisters always endured and yielded to her.

Now, Houtu seemed to understand. The moment she learned that there was still a younger brother yet to be born, she understood in an instant.

She had a feeling that in the future, she would do the same, treating this younger brother just as her older brothers and sisters had once treated her.

Just like that, Houtu stayed behind as the first guardian, and this stay lasted for a hundred thousand years.

Indeed, someone came to replace Houtu halfway through, but she was always unwilling to leave.

Even if she was forcibly driven back to rest, she would still gaze longingly at Father God's heart, the place where her youngest younger brother resided, her expression revealing sorrow, sadness, and other emotions.

Seeing her so sad, the other Ancestor Witches found it hard to pressure Houtu further and could only let nature take its course!

During this hundred thousand years, Houtu frequently talked about the amusing anecdotes of her older brothers. Her voice was not loud, seemingly like she was recounting tales, but in fact, it was more like talking to herself.

On this day, she was right in the middle of talking about Zhu Rong's affair.

Li Hao inside the heart slowly woke up. This time, he successfully opened his eyes and found that the surroundings were still plunged in darkness.

He subconsciously reached out to touch his phone, wanting to see what time it was. It seemed this sleep had lasted for a very long time, yet the sky was still dark.

With one touch, he actually grabbed nothing, and his heart immediately became somewhat anxious.

At this moment, a gentle female voice came over, temporarily calming his restless heart.

"You have no idea how rash Third Brother Zhu Rong is! When he went out hunting, upon returning, he carried the prey on his shoulder. When he got back to the Ancestral Land, he even told everyone that he hunted a huge object today, and carrying it back had worn him to death. Then, right under the astonished gazes of everyone, he wanted to unload the prey, only to find that there was no prey left at all—it had long since fallen off God knows where!"

"Hahaha!"

"Sigh~"

"Younger Brother, why aren't you coming out yet? Your elder sister has been waiting so anxiously, and your other eleven older brothers and sisters are also very anxious!"

Listening to the woman's voice, Li Hao was at first somewhat amused.

This person called Zhu Rong was really something. The prey dropped off, and he couldn't even feel the lack of weight on his body?

He was simply an idiot!

But later on, he felt something was wrong!

Younger Brother? Was she referring to him?

This woman was his elder sister?

More crucially, there were still eleven older brothers and sisters above him?

This was simply absurd, wasn't it?

His family was an only-child household; let alone eleven, there wasn't even one extra!

Suddenly, it seemed as if he had realized something!

Wait?!

Zhu Rong?!

Eleven?!

Holy cow! Could it be those twelve?

Then the woman outside was Houtu?

No wonder her voice was so gentle!

Li Hao laughed in spite of himself. This girl was probably suffering from a severe case of chūnibyō, and late-stage at that!

If one were to really go by what she said!

Me! Li Hao! The thirteenth Ancestor Witch!

Come on! Stop messing around!

Am I dreaming, or are you not fully awake yet?

Chapter 3 I Didn't Expect You to Be This Kind of System Li Hao did not reply. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't dare.

This girl named "Houtu" was simply suffering from a severe case of chūnibyō, and a hopeless late-stage one at that.

What should he do if he rashly replied and got pestered by her?

What if she still stubbornly dragged him into joining up and becoming the thirteenth Ancestor Witch?

Come to think of it, this girl really knew how to talk, and she was quite good at making things up, too.

One little story after another was told as if they had actually happened.

Li Hao couldn't help sighing in praise: with a brain like this, it would be a pity not to become a writer.

If things went well, she could sell a huge number of copies, become a master author, and making a fortune and getting rich would be just around the corner.

After a series of inner rants, Li Hao felt incomparably carefree in his heart.

I have to say, this girl's voice was really quite pleasant to listen to.

Soft, glutinous, and very catchy to the ear.

Feeling carefree in his heart, coupled with the gentle voice, he once again felt waves of sleepiness washing over him.

His eyelids slowly lowered uncontrollably, and Li Hao once again plunged into a deep slumber.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred thousand years passed.