A man stood in a relatively quiet neighborhood. Because the sky was gradually darkening, there were fewer people around. However, fear and panic filled the man's eyes, especially after what had just happened; it was as if he had seen a ghost.,It's summer now. When Xia Ming returned to his residence, he was still sweating profusely. He took a cold shower in the bathroom and finally felt relieved. He sat back on his sofa. The furnishings in his home were simple, with a sofa, television, and other common furniture, all apparently existing from the original house.,He had always thought it was just a novel, but suddenly he realized that he was actually starting to get lucky. He was really being possessed by a system. What the hell...。