Another Falling Out

Alex, though he felt like a divine dragon in his heart, his chest pounding and blood boiling with excitement, never let down his guard against the system.

He felt that what the system said was true.

Based on his current sixth sense alone, he could tell that the system wasn't lying. He trusted his body, his strength, his feelings, and even more so, his intellect and the conclusions drawn from it.

But this didn't mean the system had told him everything, nor did it mean the system had truly made peace with him. Peace was a joke; Alex couldn't truly believe the system had no ill intentions towards him.

"Is that so? I still feel you're hiding something from me."

Alex's eyes instantly shifted from deep heat to rational calm.

His superior physical control, his magnetic psionic powers, he controlled his heartbeat to gradually return to normal, his blood flow slowly normalizing, dopamine hormones integrating into his brain's nervous system, adrenaline coursing through his muscles. While his body and brain were in an excited state, his thoughts remained detached and calmly rational.

Five golden bullets spun around him, moving without wind.

"You only need to know that you and I live and die together. I won't harm you."

"There are some things you don't have the strength to know yet."

The system said. It secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the host and it had a clear understanding and were on the same side, then in this world, at least, they wouldn't die so easily.

To be honest, seeing Alex use the controlled nuclear fusion data to shake the entire Earth without any reservations, it felt a bit worried about the subsequent trouble.

Although Alex had done a good job, diverting all potential dangers to Firestorm.

But this world was about to see too many superhumans, aliens, intelligent beings, capable individuals, and those who roamed the universe.

If he did something like this a few more times, the system felt it would be too dangerous, and its timid heart couldn't handle it.

It absolutely did not want to be dragged to death by Alex so casually.

Next, it needed to curb its temper, not get angry easily and fall out with Alex. They needed to coexist peacefully, be one, strengthen each other, form a perfect body, turn Alex into a divine dragon, break through space, and quickly escape when this world was destroyed.

The system silently cheered itself on. It felt that for the sake of its own life, it could accept any grievance.

But when Alex's indifferent tone appeared, it couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"I don't have enough strength to know? Will my head explode as soon as I know? Will I die immediately?"

"What happens if I know?"

"You're using that to brush me off!"

Alex's eyes were calm. With a gentle wave of his right hand, invisible magnetic psionic energy like threads wrapped around the five bullets, one by one, they brushed past his shoulders, lined up from his shoulders, elbows, and wrists, and gently landed in his right palm.

He said with a cold tone, "Your origin, your purpose, everything, I want to know."

"I don't know my own origin..."

"Liar, you should know my sixth sense can perceive which of your words are hiding something. If you want me to believe you, tell me everything about yourself, and I will make my choice."

The system couldn't help but get a little angry. It felt it had said enough. It had already told Alex his genetic information and the information that he would become a dragon in the future.

It had expected a respectful coexistence and life together. It hadn't expected to be met with suspicion, suspicion, and more suspicion!

"I told you, your strength is not enough to know. I will tell you about my origin sooner or later."

"Then tell me now. I won't die from hearing it. There's no need to wait. I have no interest in playing these boring mystery games with you."

"Who do you think you are? Keeping a huge secret, then choosing a protagonist to save the world? Telling the protagonist the reasons step by step when the time is right, making them feel mysterious and inexplicable?"

"Or do you still think I will follow your pace step by step, manipulated by you?"

"Then you're mistaken. I like spoilers!"

"Speak!"

Alex's face was expressionless, his eyes flashing with impatient coldness.

He hated puzzles the most. He never liked mysterious things, nor did he like anything he didn't know.

Whether watching movies, TV shows, or novels, he always liked it when others spoiled the plot, then read the spoilers before choosing what he liked to watch, to avoid wasting time.

He didn't enjoy that sense of mysterious excitement. That feeling of ignorance was like foolish people deliberately blinding themselves, uncovering the result step by step, finding it interesting.

What he liked most was the superpower of foreseeing the future and seeing through people's hearts, exposing everything nakedly under his gaze.

Therefore, the system's act of feigned mystery was particularly annoying to Alex.

"Enough!"

"Damn it!"

"I told you I can't tell you!"

The system suddenly became furious. Facing Alex's dominance, it wished it could grab a frying pan and smash Alex's dog head to death.

It had never met someone so difficult to get along with and so stubborn.

Damn it, no wonder your sister wanted to shoot your dog head every time she saw you.

"Then I can't trust you. You lack the integrity for cooperation," Alex said faintly. He gently placed the bullets in his hand on the table, walked to a display cabinet filled with glasses, pushed open the glass, took out a pair of thin black-rimmed glasses, held them up to the light, and calmly put them on, perfectly covering the tear mole and his outstanding features.

With the glasses on, Alex's face gained a somewhat stern aura, making him seem unapproachable.

"Do I have to tell you what I eat, what I poop, how long and thin it is, how many pounds and ounces, and how many times a day?" the system said, enraged and amused. Did he have no privacy at all? Being inside me, living and dying with me, did he have to dissect and understand me completely?

"You can still poop?"

Alex frowned, wondering if this damned system had a waste excretion function. Could it be excreting inside his own body? But on second thought, that seemed impossible.

He hadn't felt anything extra in his body.

However, he immediately thought, Alex casually said as if it were natural, "Of course. Since you're inside me, I need to understand you completely before we can talk about cooperation."

"Can you really poop?"

"Get lost!"

The system instantly flew into a rage, bombarding Alex's ears with various curses in different languages, losing all reason and spewing vulgarities.

"Fuck! I'm your grandpa!"

"I'll f*** your entire lineage!"

"F*** U!"

The system unleashed a torrent of extremely vulgar curses, filled with furious rage: "Alex, are you trying to play games with me!"

"I told you, tell me everything about your origin!"

"Fine, Alex, you want to play games, do you!"

"Let's see who can outplay whom! In the future, I will definitely make you kneel on the ground, lick the dirtiest, smelliest sewer, and loudly beg me for forgiveness! For me to spare you!!"

"You're finished!!"

"Alex!"

"I'm telling you!"

"I'm angry, you're finished!"

Alex pondered if he had pushed too hard. The system seemed to be going mad.

Alex understood himself. He truly couldn't stand having a mysterious system inside his body. It was like someone with severe mysophobia who couldn't tolerate even a tiny coffee stain on a clean sofa. It was also like a person with extreme OCD who would become distressed and frantic at the sight of anything messy.

Alex thought for a moment and then ignored the system's clamoring. It was a good opportunity to see what capabilities this trash system had that would make him regret his actions.