After the Fake Young Lady Stole Everything from Me, I Became the World’s Sweetheart - Chapter 377 - : Three-Hundred and Seventy-Seven: Yearning

The dungeons appeared 3,000 years ago. New wealth and ways to gain power poured into the world, tipping the world’s power balance.

People rejoiced in their appearance. Now the poor could thrive, escaping poverty.

There were countless people trying to enter the dungeons. They formed a guild to manage them. We named them the Explorer’s guild.

All who ventured into those dark, evil places given a title to signify their status.

[Dungeon Scout]

A special occupation created to control the people who entered the dungeon.

A young orphan, adopted by dungeon knights and, would eventually follow in their footsteps.

His name was Vincent Schwartz, born in a fractured world of death and decay.

On the day of his 18th birthday, when children could ingest a special fluid and awaken.

Vincent awakened the unique [Summoner] class.

Able to summon distant beings that wielded endless power, able to perform terrifying attacks.

The only problem was the strange system, which appeared out of nowhere.

[The Demonic Choice System]

This system would give him random choices and give different rewards at different intervals in his life.

Would his system help him attain a wonderful life, filled with women he loves?

Perhaps the world will force him to fight, as the dungeon’s purpose remained hidden in shadows.

Scholar System, Business System, Confucian Saint System, Oracle System, Bald System, Ancestor System, Myriad Realms System…This is a world overflowing with systems!In this world, everyone can awaken a system of their own!Everyone can cheat their way to the peak of life!However, Xiang Beifei was utterly confused, “Why do all you locals have system cheats while I, as a transmigrator, don’t have one?”Soon, he realized—Not having a system cheat was actually the biggest cheat of all!

This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world.

I am the sword.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
I am the sword, the sword is me,
On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.