Chapter 2 (1/2)

Chapter 2

It took Shi Qing a long time to read through the “Quick Guide to Being a System” from beginning to end, and it was only thanks to his godly speed-reading skills. Otherwise, with its thickness equivalent to the Kangxi Dictionary, it would have taken him forever to finish it.

Unfortunately, he did not have any kind of photographic memory skills, so although he had now seen all of the information, and gained a vague understanding of it, to actually remember it all? That would be impossible.

After learning more about his situation, Shi Qing found himself feeling a bit melancholic. This system was truly amazing and all-encompassing, covering thousands of things from the very simplest like getting food to fill your belly, all the way up to the power to defy the heavens. There were countless tools, gadgets and toys available, all this awesome and cool stuff, he could easily be the master, high-class, ruling over all, and lacking nothing in this world.

It’s just that…Shi Qing is indignant over one thing. Why is he not a man?

The quick guide has very solemnly and clearly expressed, in several different places, that Shi Qing has inherited the system, and that he is the system itself, but…why, if he is the system, can he not move things within the system? What does it mean that, even though he is the system, he still needs to exchange points to obtain anything?

Which owner has to spend money on his own treasure house? Should that not be unnecessary? Unless, of course you are not the true master, but just a small gatekeeper.

The clever and quick-witted Shi Qing thought things over, and suddenly everything became clear at once.

Ha ha ha, so it seems I’m just a gatekeeper ah, and my feelings towards these piles of treasures don’t matter since they belong to others ah. Then striving for world domination is only a dream that can be fulfilled by others as well? Does this mean I’ll never have the chance to live life with a beautiful, mature woman in my left arm, and a charming loli in my right arm, while a group of loyal brothers follow me around?

Ha ha ha ha your face yo1!

The more Shi Qing thought about it, the angrier he grew. How could this master take the treasures and then hand them over to others while cupping his hands2? Please, he is not the Holy Father of the world, he would much rather keep these things for himself!

Shi Qing halted that train of thought, revisited the quick guide, and began to plan how he was going to occupy it all for himself.

He turned to the ‘How to Earn System Points’ chapter. The manual clearly documented that Shi Qing must first find a host, and then establish a contract with them. Once the host had completed the tasks that the system has assigned them, they would be awarded the coinciding number of points. At the same time he, as the system, would be awarded 50% of the host reward total.

Shi Qing’s wandering soul floated about, very dissatisfied with this binding treaty—could it be more hateful?

Originally, he had never intended to find a host. However, without a host he has no way to earn points; not to mention that pile of treasures, even having a body would be out of reach…

Alas, after thinking about it painfully for a while, Shi Qing could only accept the fact that he had to open the doors to his treasure trove and share with another house’s lucky young master.

Since I must choose a person, then he must be well suited to me!

As soon as he thought of it, the manual suddenly burst into light, and a line of writing automatically appeared before him, “The parameters have been selected and the appropriate host has been located, will you receive them?”

Speak of the devil, and the devil will come!  Just when Shi Qing began to prepare mentally, someone was immediately delivered to him.

When Shi Qing made no response, a message in small print appeared along the bottom of the manual, “You have ten seconds to approve your selected host, cancellation will result in a 500 year wait prior to locating another appropriate host.”

This one line of teeny-tiny fine print thoroughly frightened Shi Qing senseless. He did not dare even think about it, he immediately chose to accept the host.

Five hundred years? You’re joking! Just him and the guide-book alone in this space for five hundred years, he would have to be crazy!

Since he had just chosen his host, he felt a whirlwind, and then a massive amount of information, like a network transmission, entered his brain. It was chaos; pieces of the pictures joined together to form images, and combinations of fragmented segments combined, eventually succeeding in telling the story of this man’s thorny road in life.

Finally, it was all framed by a pair of eyes; daunting and black, like staring into a deep-sea vortex.

Eyes full of death; gloomy, strong, and unyielding.

Despite being startled, since he had just received the large influx of memories, he naturally knew who was in front of him.

Qin Mo.

His host…

Shi Qing blanked out for a moment, and then wanted to run back to the guide-book and cry; looking for a player swap here, please give me a trade ah!

Who wants to sign a contract like this? He is just a small common person ah, innocent, totally innocent. He would have to be stupid to sign a contract with this guy—in a fight there is no way he could defeat this demon lord!

This is not a contract, ah, this is to be played with for someone else’s entertainment ah!

As soon as the idea crossed his mind, the diligent guidebook promptly flashed an answer in writing. “Would you like to cancel your current contract? Cancellation will result in a five hundred year penalty.”

Shi Qing looked at these five hundred years, and suddenly…QAQ.

This kind of setting where you stretched out your head only have it cut clean off really made Shi Qing feel powerless to bear it…

He hesitated for a bit, and then carefully recalled Qin Mo’s life once again.

To sum it up briefly, this young master was deceived by his father, who deceived his Qin family, spared no effort to deceive everyone around him, and lied until he was blue in the face; the best place for this liar is down in hell’s 18th layer.

Qin Mo is from a world full of fantasy elements, and according to what Shi Qing has read in some of his many novels, it is a typical Cultivation genre.

Qin Mo’s family background was outstanding. His father, Qin Zhengjun, is the head of one of the world’s six major cultivation sects, and Qin Mo is the eldest son. He can be described as one who had boundless potential—truly God’s favoured son.