The System Finally Awakened After Three Years of Charging!

Freedom Nation, Freedom City, Washington, D.C., Chinatown, Zhang Family Noodles.

At midnight, Zhang Yang saw off his last customer and pulled down the shutter. In this private space that belonged solely to him, his emotions gradually began to rise.

"99%... 100%!"

The progress bar visible only to him slowly moved across his retina. Amid his excitement, it finally reached 100%.

"Ding. Charging complete. Divine System activated."

"Ding. The host's current world has been detected as relatively dangerous, and the host currently possesses no means of self-defense. Mission selection has been triggered."

"1: A man should fight with his fists. The host may travel to Kunlun and check in at the foot of Kunlun to obtain a class change—Fighter."

"2: Elegance never goes out of style. The host may travel to Kathmandu and check in at the foot of Mount Everest in the Himalayas to change class—Mystic."

Watching the progress bar vanish from his vision and be replaced by something resembling a mission panel, Zhang Yang hesitated.

But after considering what kind of world this was, along with his own preferences, he ultimately made his choice.

"I choose 2!"

"Ding. Selection successful. Please proceed to the foot of Mount Everest in the Himalayas to check in. Upon successful check-in, you may change class to Mystic."

As his selection was confirmed, the mission panel in his vision changed accordingly before finally fading away.

"The foot of Mount Everest?"

Three days later.

Zhang Yang disembarked at Nepal International Airport and took a taxi toward the foot of the Himalayas.

At first, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the taxi moved at a decent pace. But once it entered the city, its speed plummeted.

It took a full three hours to get through most of the city before stopping near Jagannath Temple.

"Kamar-Taj is recruiting students recently..."

The driver was of Chinese descent. With a helpless expression, he explained, "That's why Kathmandu has been so crowded lately."

"Kamar-Taj... is recruiting students???"

Zhang Yang's expression turned strange. "You all know about Kamar-Taj?"

"Of course."

The driver nodded. "Kamar-Taj is our sacred place. The holy men in all the temples came from Kamar-Taj."

"They say there's a miraculous power within Kamar-Taj that can restore injured people to normal."

"I really hope I can visit Kamar-Taj someday."

The driver's voice was filled with longing for Kamar-Taj.

Through the window, Zhang Yang saw the bustling crowd gathered around Jagannath Temple. A group dressed in yellow was busily recording the names of those standing before them.

"This recruitment..."

Zhang Yang asked curiously, "How long will it last?"

"Registration closes in two days."

The driver thought for a moment. "Then there'll be an aptitude test. I heard there'll also be a test of will afterward, but I don't know the details."

"I see."

Zhang Yang nodded, and an idea suddenly came to him.

The vehicle continued slowly onward. Only after moving away from Jagannath Temple did its speed finally pick up.

After nearly another three hours, they arrived at a small village, the closest place to Mount Everest.

"The car can't go any farther."

The driver said regretfully to Zhang Yang, "And it's already dark. You can stay in the village for the night, get some proper rest, and head to Mount Everest tomorrow."

"Alright."

Zhang Yang looked at the darkened sky and nodded. Nighttime was not particularly friendly to someone traveling alone.

"You can go to Homey Inn. Their facilities are quite comprehensive."

The driver offered Zhang Yang a friendly reminder. "Don't go out casually at night. If you need anything, call a waiter."

"Thank you."

Zhang Yang knew the driver's goodwill was due to their shared ethnicity. Smiling at him, he handed over five hundred dollars.

Four hundred of it was the fare.

Before the driver could say anything, Zhang Yang quickly left and found the place the driver had mentioned in the middle of the village—Homey Inn.

"Welcome."

As Zhang Yang stepped into the inn, a waiter bowed to welcome him. The service was exceptionally good.

Naturally, the lodging fee matched the service. It was quite expensive.

After he entered his room, the pretty waitress gave Zhang Yang the same friendly warning as the driver before leaving.

The room was small but especially cozy. The instant noodles, difficult to find in Freedom Nation, looked incredibly comforting.

After taking a shower, he lay down on the soft mattress of some unknown brand and soon fell asleep.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear some noisy sounds.

The next day.

Warm sunlight shone on Zhang Yang's face and woke him.

After stretching contentedly, washing up, and eating the complimentary breakfast in the dining hall, he picked up a map from the front desk and set off on foot toward Mount Everest.

One step, then another.

The farther he walked, the lower the surrounding temperature became, while the air grew fresher and fresher.

When he finally reached the foot of Mount Everest and looked up at the towering roof of the world, his entire soul seemed to be cleansed.

"Ding. The host has been detected at the foot of the Himalayas. Please hold for ten seconds."

The system's voice echoed beside his ears as an almost terrifying force erupted from Zhang Yang's body.

Under that force, monstrous waves rose in the river of time. Space continuously shattered and reassembled. For a moment, only the space surrounding Zhang Yang remained intact; every other part of space had been pulverized, and endless darkness filled the area around him.

In the ninth second of Zhang Yang's check-in, that force arrived at the sacred land of magic—Kamar-Taj.

The Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, was observing the future through the river of time when she opened her eyes. Shock filled them. "Who... could cause such a violent reaction in the river of time?"

She wanted to enter the river of time again, but it was far too turbulent now. If she forced her way in, she would likely be washed away by time itself and turned into dry bones.

In the eighth second, that force arrived in Asgard.

Inside the royal palace.

Odin sat upon the throne, looking at Thor below, who was rather dim-witted yet grinning foolishly, then at Loki beside him. He sighed, uncertain whether passing the throne to Thor today was truly the right decision.

He glanced at Loki. Though his adopted son concealed his expression well, Odin's single eye could still see the dissatisfaction in Loki's heart.

"Alas."

Odin's thoughts were complicated. He felt no difference in affection toward the two of them, but the throne of Asgard had to be inherited by his biological son.

Just as he prepared to hand the crown to Thor, a terrifying force swept over them. He could even feel the World Tree trembling.

"This power..."

As the current king of Asgard and the wielder of terrifying power, Odin's expression drastically changed. The Odinforce within him was suppressed to the extreme by that force, making him stagger and nearly collapse to the ground.

Seeing the panicked guards rushing over, as well as his two sons with concern written in their eyes, Odin endured the hollow feeling within his body and ordered the guards and everyone else to leave, leaving only himself, Thor, and Loki behind.

"Pfft..."

Odin could no longer hold it in. He spat out a mouthful of blood and went utterly weak, slumping into Thor's arms.

In the seventh second, that force arrived in the depths of the universe, the Dark Dimension.

Dormammu, whose body was as large as an entire planet, was considering his next conquest target when a force suddenly pierced the dimensional barrier and washed over him.

His massive body formed from dark power dispersed, leaving only the body he had once possessed as a human, curled atop the Dark Throne.

"This power..."

After the force faded, the curled body on the throne absorbed dark power like a black hole and once more condensed into its enormous true form. Shock showed on that rippling face. "It scattered my dark true body without any effort?"

"That's terrifying!"

With only one second remaining, that force arrived at Apokolips, hidden at the end of the universe beneath an unknown number of cosmic layers.

Darkseid rested his chin on one hand, calculating when to retrieve the Mother Box and obtain the complete Anti-Life Equation.

A force pierced through countless universes and swept over his body.

The strongest of the New Gods, the ruler of Apokolips who controlled the Omega Beams, was suppressed so completely by that force that he was forced flat onto the ground.

When the force faded, a rare flush appeared on Darkseid's face. It was a sign of his rage.

"WHO WAS THAT!!!"

Darkseid did not believe he had lost. He only believed that the force had appeared too suddenly, catching him off guard and suppressing him before he could react.

"Don't let me find you!"

But he could not find the source of that force and could only rage helplessly.

"0 seconds."

"Ding. Class change complete. Your current class—Mystic. Personal data panel unlocked."

As the countdown ended beside his ears, the monstrous waves in the river of time instantly calmed, and space seemed to rewind, returning to its original state.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes, and boundless magical power suddenly erupted from within him, making the entire Mount Everest tremble.

Avalanche!

Zhang Yang's surging magic triggered an avalanche on Mount Everest!

Snowflakes that weighed almost nothing formed a white nightmare capable of burying everything once they accumulated in sufficient numbers.

As the avalanche was about to descend, Zhang Yang instinctively extended a hand.

"Stop!"

That was Zhang Yang's only thought at that moment. Under the effect of his seemingly endless magical power, the nightmare resembling a white dragon... truly stopped.

As though its throat had been seized, or as though space itself had frozen it in place, the avalanche that blotted out the sky simply hung motionless in midair.

Zhang Yang was also startled by the sudden sight. His hand trembled, and the avalanche started moving again!

"Stop, stop, stop~!"

Coming back to his senses, Zhang Yang instinctively drew upon the magic in his body. Only a single drop was drawn from that ocean-like boundlessness, yet it transformed into a terrifying force and appeared at once, carrying out Zhang Yang's will.

The snow melted away.

It did not turn into water. It simply vanished, as if it had never existed in this world.

Looking up at the slimmer Mount Everest, Zhang Yang stretched out both hands and murmured, "Did... I do this?"

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