"William, boy, if you ever encounter a heretic, I want you to give up fighting and run for survival," the system's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
William, slightly puzzled, asked, "Why?"
The system responded evasively, "That's for later."
William sighed, shaking his head. "You're always hiding sothing."
As the bus set off, several armored cars and trucks flanked their convoy, with four at the front and five at the back. William raised an eyebrow, thinking the level of security was excessive.
"Seems a bit over the top, doesn't it?" he remarked internally.
The system responded imdiately, "It's not enough."
With no access to their phones, the students began interacting with one another. So talked about what their parents had given them, others discussed their future plans, and a few chose to sleep. But one student, in particular, drew attention by using a magic-powered cooker to prepare hotpot. The rich, spicy-sweet aroma filled the bus.
William, feeling bored, turned his gaze out of the window, watching the streets bustling with activity. Children hurried to school, while others simply enjoyed their daily routines. His thoughts wandered, and he finally asked the system, "So, what else can you do besides being a talking ghost in my head?"
Annoyed, the system shot back, "First of all, I'm not a ghost. Second, I have other functions."
"Like what?" William asked, curious.
"Say 'stats,'" the system instructed.
William followed the command, saying, "Stats."
A translucent ga-like square board appeared in front of him. He quickly glanced around to make sure no one else could see it, but everyone seed oblivious. He focused on the display, which showed his picture and na. As he stared at his image, he couldn't help but smirk.
"Damn, I'm really handso," he muttered to himself.
Besides his profile was a list of his stats:
Strength: 4
Agility: 3
Endurance: 3
HP: 98
Not having any reference point, William couldn't tell if those numbers were high or low. His attention was then drawn to an experience bar beneath the stats. It read 50/100, indicating he was halfway to Level 1.
"Strange," William comnted. "How did I even get these experience points?"
The system answered casually, "For staying alive so far."
"What?!" William's eyes widened. "I thought you said It was safe."
"Well theoretically, it should be safe," the system replied, slightly smug. "But who knows? This is just a prototype."
William groaned, "A prototype? So, there are better versions of you out there?" He cursed his luck, realizing that he was stuck with an experintal system.
The system chuckled, "You know I can hear you, right?"
"Yeah, I know," William replied, rolling his eyes.
After the experience bar, there was a Skills tab. Intrigued, William sent a ntal command to open it. Most of the skills were grayed out except for one—Third Eye. He ntally clicked on it, and a description appeared:
Third Eye:
This ability allows the user to peer into human souls and inspect the properties of objects.
"Cool," William thought. "It's like a whole ability soone from Earth would have."
The system replied with a smirk in its tone, "That's the power of the system for you."
"How do I activate it?" William asked.
"Just think about it," the system instructed.
William concentrated, thinking about using Third Eye. Almost imdiately, his vision shifted. His eyes glowed with a faint purple hue, and the world around him seed to change.
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