Although Alex believed himself to be a Divine Dragon, his chest pounding and blood boiling with fervor, he had never let down his guard against the system.
He sensed that the system was telling the truth.
Based on his current sixth sense alone, he could tell that the system's words were not false. He trusted his body, his strength, his instincts, and, even more so, the conclusions drawn by his own intelligence.
But that did not mean the system had truly told him everything, nor did it mean that the system had reconciled with him. Reconciliation was a joke. Alex could not truly believe that the system bore him no ill intentions.
"Is that so? I still feel that you're hiding something from me."
The heat deep within Alex's eyes instantly shifted into rational calm.
With his extraordinary control over his body and Magnetic Psionics, he gradually returned his heartbeat to normal, slowed his blood flow back to its usual pace, let the hormones produced by dopamine merge into his neural system, and allowed adrenaline to flow into his muscles. Though both his body and brain remained in an excited state, his thoughts became detachedly calm and rational.
Five gleaming golden bullets spun and crossed through the air around him without any wind.
"You only need to know that you and I live and die together. I will not harm you."
"There are some things you are not strong enough to know yet."
The system spoke. Secretly, it let out a sigh of relief. As long as the host clearly understood that they were on the same side, at least they would not die so easily in this world.
Honestly, seeing Alex recklessly use the Controlled Nuclear Fusion data to stir up the entire Earth had left it somewhat worried about the trouble to come.
Although Alex had handled it well too, shifting every potential danger onto Firestorm.
But this world was about to see all kinds of superhumans, aliens, geniuses, capable individuals, and beings who roamed the cosmos. There were simply too many of them.
If they pulled this sort of stunt a few more times, the system felt it would be far too dangerous. Its cowardly little heart could not take it.
It absolutely did not want to be casually dragged to its death by Alex.
From now on, it needed to rein in its temper and stop falling out with Alex so easily. They had to coexist peacefully and harmoniously, strengthen one another, form the perfect body, turn Alex into a Divine Dragon, break through space, and flee when this world was destroyed.
The system silently encouraged itself. It felt that, for the sake of its own life, it could endure any grievance.
But when Alex's indifferent tone surfaced, irritation rose in its heart again.
"I'm not strong enough to know? If I find out, will my head explode immediately? Will I die on the spot?"
"What happens if I know?"
"Don't fob me off with that!"
Alex's eyes were calm. With a light gesture of his right hand, invisible Magnetic Psionics curled around the five bullets like threads. One by one, they swept past his shoulder, passed over his elbow and wrist in a neat line, then gently landed in his right palm.
In an icy voice, he said, "I want to know everything—your origins, your purpose, all of it."
"I don't know my own origins..."
"You're lying. You should know that my sixth sense can detect which of your words conceal something. If you want me to trust you, tell me everything about yourself. Then I will naturally make my choice."
The system could not help growing angry again. It thought it had already said enough. It had already told Alex about his genetic information and how he would become a dragon in the future.
It had thought they would live together respectfully from then on. Yet all it received was suspicion, suspicion, and more suspicion!
"I told you, you are not strong enough to know. I will tell you my origins sooner or later."
"Then tell me now. Hearing it will not kill me. There is no need to wait until later. I have no interest in playing this mysterious, boring game with you."
"Who do you think you are? Guarding some earth-shattering secret, then choosing a protagonist to save the world? Waiting until the time is right before slowly revealing the reasons behind everything, making yourself seem unfathomably mysterious?"
"Or do you still think I'll follow your pace step by step and let you control where I go?"
"Then you are mistaken. I like spoilers!"
"Talk!"
Alex's face was expressionless, and impatient coldness flickered in his eyes.
What he hated most was solving riddles. He had never liked mysterious things, nor anything he did not know.
Whether watching movies, television dramas, or reading novels, he preferred having someone spoil the plot first. He would read the spoilers, then choose what he liked, so as not to waste time.
He would not enjoy that mysterious thrill. That feeling of ignorance was like fools deliberately blinding themselves, slowly uncovering the final result just to find the process amusing.
What he liked most were superpowers that could foresee the future and see through people's hearts, allowing everything to be laid bare before his eyes.
Therefore, the system's deliberately mysterious behavior was especially detestable to Alex.
"Enough!"
"Damn it!"
"I said I can't tell you!"
The system suddenly flew into a rage. Faced with Alex's forcefulness, it desperately wanted to grab a frying pan and smash Alex's dog head to pieces.
It had never encountered anyone so difficult to get along with and so stubborn.
Damn it, no wonder his sister wanted to shoot his dog head off every time she saw him.
"Then I can't trust you. You lack the honesty required for cooperation," Alex said flatly. He gently placed the bullets in his hand on the table, walked to a glass display case filled with glasses, pushed open the glass door, and took out a pair of slender black-rimmed glasses. He held them up to the light, then calmly put them on, perfectly concealing his tear mole and striking looks.
With the glasses on, Alex's face took on an even colder, more forbidding air that made him difficult to approach.
"Do I have to tell you what I eat, what shit I take, how long and thick it is, how many pounds it weighs, and how many times a day?" The system laughed in fury. "Do I not have even a shred of privacy? Because I'm inside your body and live and die with you, you have to dissect me and understand every last thing about me?"
"You can shit too?"
Alex frowned. This trash system had an excretory function too? It was not excreting inside his body, was it? But on second thought, that was impossible.
He had not felt anything extra inside his body.
But then Alex thought of it as only natural and said blandly, "Of course. Since you are inside my body, I need to understand you completely before discussing cooperation."
"You really can shit?"
"Fuck off!"
The system instantly erupted in rage, spewing all manner of irrational, vulgar curses in different languages beside Alex's ear.
"*Fuck **! I'll fuck your *** grandfather!"
"I'll fuck your *** ancestors!"
"F*** you!"
After unleashing a barrage of extremely crude obscenities, the system roared with towering fury, "Alex, are you trying to play tricks!"
"I said, tell me everything about your origins!"
"Fine, Alex, you want to play tricks, huh!"
"Let's see who can outplay whom! One day, I'll make you kneel on the ground, lick the filthiest, foulest sewer, and beg loudly for my forgiveness! Beg me to spare you!!"
"You're finished!!"
"Alex!"
"I'm telling you!"
"I'm angry. You're finished!"
Alex pondered whether he had pushed it too hard. It seemed to have gone mad.
Alex understood himself. He truly could not tolerate a mysterious system inside his body. It was like someone with an extreme obsession with cleanliness being unable to endure even the tiniest coffee stain on a clean sofa. It was also like someone with compulsive neatness who would feel unbearably frantic upon seeing disorder.
After thinking about it, Alex ignored the system's clamor. This was a good chance to see what ability this trash system possessed that could make him regret it.
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