Red Packet Server - Chapter 64 – Treasure Shop

“Who are you lady?”

“How rude I am the goddess of reincarnation!”

A normal young man found himself surrounded by thousands of gods who were observing him silently.

“Shit... did I die?”

“yes... I know it must be hard-”

“LET'S GO GIVE ME MY HAREM AND OP ABILITIES LET ME EXPERIENCE COCKY EGOTISTICAL PEOPLE WHO WILL CALL ME TRASH NO MATTER HOW MUCH I PROVE I'M OVERPOWERED!!!”

Dead silence... Thousands of gods were left speechless.

“ok give me my system or infinite magic or unique bloodline or whatever”

Hearing what the young man said thousands of gods burst into laughter.

“I the God of strength will give you my system”

“I the God of life will give you my system”

“I the God of archery will give you my system”

Every single god gave the young man their system/power causing a unique system to be made just for him.

[Supreme System]

[ Mission completed successfully ][ $200,000,000 have been transferred to main account ][ Mission completed successfully ][ $1,000,000,000 have been transferred to main account ][ Unique key to a private Island has been transferred to Inventory ][ Ancient Relic: Excalibur has been transferred to Inventory ][ Skill Book: Dark necromancer has been added ]Awesome, isn't it?This became the regular lifestyle of Alister Ashworth, a poverty-cursed orphan who, following a torturous encounter, awakened the Infinite System, granting him the ability to travel through countless dimensions and realities, complete quests and engage in unique and ancient stories and obtain extraordinary rewards.Was it money? Fame? Treasures? Magic? Or even immortality?With the Infinite System, all these and even more could be achieved, although a deeper mystery quietly beckoned from the shadows!

One day, Song Shuhang was suddenly added to a chat group with many seniors that suffered from chuuni disease. The people inside the group would call each other ‘Fellow Daoist’ and had all different kinds of titles: Palace Master, Cave Lord, True Monarch, Immortal Master, etc. And even the pet of the founder of the group that had run away from home was called ‘monster dog’. They would talk all day about pill refining, exploring ancient ruins, or share their experience on techniques.

However, after lurking inside the group for a while, he discovered that not all was what it seemed…

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