What was going on?
Why did today's system give him the illusion that it was being unusually friendly?
He remembered that this thing hadn't been like this before. It had been eager to calculate every second of his lifespan.
And he had never received any rewards from the system.
Now, it had suddenly given him a reward—and a Sixth-Grade Life-Reversing Pill, no less. Though it was rather niche among Sixth-Grade healing pills, it was specially designed for the kind of damage caused by overexertion.
Because of its special properties, it cost two or three times as much as an ordinary Sixth-Grade Pill.
"Phew..."
"System, are you sure this is a reward? You haven't secretly deducted any of my lifespan, have you?"
As Xiao Ling spoke, he crouched down and searched the body. He was quite interested in Wu Ming's collection.
After all, Wu Ming's true self seemed formidable. Even if this was only a weak clone, he should still have had something worth collecting.
[Beep. Host, you seem to have some misunderstanding about this system. This system has always been fair and impartial, judging matters, not people. You can trust this system completely.]
"Heh..."
Xiao Ling pulled out a Storage Ring and wiped it on the man's clothes. His soul power, equivalent to the peak of the low stage of the Mortal Realm, surged out and seeped into the ring without any resistance.
In his perception, a space of a little over ten square meters appeared, filled with all sorts of odds and ends.
But the only thing that caught his interest was a golden mask. The rest wasn't worth mentioning.
Xiao Ling gazed at the golden mask in his hand. He could tell that it wasn't made of gold.
It was made from a material that was neither quite