Xiaoming's fists were pummeling wildly, his face pale as a sheet, his lips quivering. He had just finished showering, and in that instant, he broke out in a cold sweat. The sweat trickled down his forehead.,Xia Ming quickly discovered that the system was not malicious, which put his mind at ease. However, at this moment, Xia Ming began to wonder. System Could it be that he, like the protagonist in a certain novel, had been attached by a system,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...。