Chapter 34
Although Alex believed in his heart that he was a divine dragon, with his chest pounding and blood boiling with excitement, he had never let down his guard against the system.
He felt the system was telling the truth.
Just from his current sixth sense alone, he could tell the system wasn't lying. He trusted his body, trusted his strength, trusted his instincts, and trusted his own intelligence — all of which had led him to this conclusion.
But that didn't mean the system had revealed everything. It certainly didn't mean the system had genuinely reconciled with him. Reconciliation was a joke. Alex could not truly believe the system had no ill intentions toward him.
"Is that so? I still sense that you're hiding something from me."
Alex's eyes instantly shifted from deep excitement to calm rationality.
With his superhuman bodily control and magnetic-field telekinesis, he gradually brought his heartbeat back to normal, slowed his blood flow to a steady pace, integrated the dopamine-induced hormones into his nervous system, and channeled adrenaline into his muscles. Even in an excited state, his mind became detached and coldly rational once again.
The five shiny brass bullets orbited around him without wind, crossing and spinning in the air.
"You only need to know that we live and die together. I won't harm you."
"There are some things you're not strong enough to know yet."
The system spoke. Deep inside, it secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the host clearly understood they were on the same side, he wouldn't die so easily in this world.
Honestly, seeing Alex recklessly use the controlled nuclear fusion data to cause a global sensation had made the system a little worried about the coming trouble.
Although Alex had handled it well by shifting all the potential danger onto Firestorm.
But this world was about to see all kinds of superhumans, aliens, geniuses, powerful beings, and universe-dominating entities appear. There were simply too many.
If Alex kept doing things like this, the system felt it was far too dangerous. Its cautious, death-fearing heart couldn't take it.
It absolutely refused to be dragged to death by Alex so casually.
From now on, it would restrain its temper, avoid getting angry easily, and stop clashing with Alex. They needed to coexist peacefully and harmoniously, strengthen each other, perfect the body together, help Alex evolve into a dragon, break through space, and escape the moment this world was destroyed.
The system silently encouraged itself. For the sake of its own life, it could endure any grievance.
But the moment Alex spoke in that cold tone again, the system couldn't help but feel irritated.
"I'm not strong enough to know? Will my head explode the moment I find out? Will I die immediately?"
"What if I do know?"
"You're just using that as an excuse to brush me off!"
Alex's eyes were calm. With a gentle wave of his right hand, the invisible magnetic-field telekinesis wrapped around the five bullets like threads. One by one, they slid across his shoulder, passed his elbow and wrist in formation, and gently landed in his right palm.
In an icy tone, he said, "Your origin, your purpose, everything — I want to know it all."
"I don't know my own origin…"
"Liar. You should know I have a sixth sense that can detect which of your words contain concealment. If you want me to trust you, tell me everything about yourself. Then I will naturally make my choice."
The system began to feel annoyed. It believed it had already said enough. It had even told Alex about his genetic information and that he would eventually become a dragon.
It had thought they could now live together in mutual respect. Instead, all it received was suspicion, suspicion, and more suspicion!
"I already told you — you're not strong enough to know yet. I will tell you my origin eventually."
"Then tell me now. I won't die just from hearing it. There's no need to wait. I have no interest in playing this boring game of mystery with you."
"Who do you think you are? Keeping some grand secret, then slowly revealing it to the protagonist to save the world? Waiting for the right moment to tell the protagonist the truth step by step, making everything feel mysteriously profound?"
"Or do you still think I will obediently follow your pace and let you control me?"
"Then you're wrong. I like spoilers!"
"Speak!"
Alex's face was expressionless, his eyes flashing with impatient coldness.
He hated mysteries the most. He never liked mysterious things or anything he didn't know.
Whether watching movies, TV shows, or reading novels, he always preferred spoilers first. Only after reading the spoilers would he choose what he wanted to watch, so as not to waste time.
He didn't enjoy that mysterious thrill. That feeling of ignorance felt like a stupid person deliberately blinding themselves, peeling back the layers step by step until the end, just to feel some excitement.
What he liked most was the superpower to foresee the future and see through people's hearts — exposing everything nakedly under his gaze.
That was why the system's deliberate mysterious behavior annoyed Alex especially.
"Enough!"
"Damn it!"
"I already said I can't tell you!"
The system suddenly flared up in anger. Faced with Alex's strong pressure, it really wanted to grab a frying pan and smash Alex's dog head to pieces.
It had never met such a difficult and stubborn person.
Motherfucker, no wonder your sister wants to shoot your dog head every time she sees you.
"Then I can't trust you. You lack the sincerity to cooperate," Alex said indifferently. He gently placed the bullets on the table, walked over to a glass display cabinet full of glasses, pushed open the door, took out a pair of slender black-framed glasses, held them up to the light for a quick check, and calmly put them on. They perfectly covered his teardrop mole and his outstanding features.
With the glasses on, Alex's face once again gave off a cold, sharp aura that made people hesitant to approach.
"Do I have to tell you what I eat, what I shit, how long and how thin, how many pounds and ounces, and how many times a day?" The system laughed in extreme anger. Do I have no privacy at all? Just because I live inside your body and we share life and death, you want to dissect me completely?
"You can still shit?"
Alex frowned. This trash system can even excrete? It wouldn't be shitting inside my body, would it? But after thinking carefully, that seemed impossible.
He hadn't felt anything extra in his body.
Still, Alex spoke calmly as if it were only natural: "Of course. Since you're inside my body, I need to fully understand you before we can talk about cooperation."
"You really can shit?"
"Get lost!"
The system instantly exploded with rage. A continuous stream of vulgar insults in every possible language and manner poured into Alex's ear, completely losing all reason.
"Fuck your mother! I'll fuck your ancestors!"
"I'll fuck your eight generations!"
"F*** you!"
The system unleashed a barrage of extremely crude and filthy language, its voice boiling with towering anger: "Alex, are you deliberately playing games with me?!"
"I already told you — reveal everything about your origin!"
"Fine, Alex. You want to play games, huh?!"
"We'll see who can outplay whom! In the future, I will make you kneel on the ground, lick the dirtiest and smelliest sewer, and beg me loudly for forgiveness! Beg me to spare you!!"
"You're finished!!"
"Alex!"
"I'm angry now. You're done for!"
Alex pondered for a moment. Did I push it too hard? It seems to have gone crazy.
He understood himself well. He truly could not tolerate a mysterious system living inside his body. It was like a person with severe OCD who couldn't stand even the tiniest coffee stain on a clean sofa. Or like someone with extreme orderliness compulsion who felt unbearable discomfort at the sight of anything out of place.
After thinking for a moment, Alex decided to ignore the system's ranting. He might as well see what this trash system was capable of to make him regret it.
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