Yehe died and a “golden system” bound him to help him live again. The gold system as the name implies wants non-stop gold, every breath you take is the money the system makes. System: Don’t worry I am still your biological system; I also distribute work here which is very well-paid and will help you live longer Yehe: ??? In order to survive, Yehe could only tearfully climb on the system thief boat. Full of secret estates, crisis-ridden entertainment circles, exotic laboratories… These work spaces… Why are you so weird? It was not until later that Yehe learned that he was working in a horror copy!! Sick blackened Gong X Afraid of ghost sand-sculpture beauty.