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.,Then the voice appeared in Xiaoming's mind again, explaining: "I am an omnipotent system, and my purpose is to cultivate the host into the most outstanding young man. As for the origin of this system, it was produced n years later and belongs to a high-tech product.",He just graduated and hasn't found a good job yet. His standards are too high because he doesn't know how to do anything. Because of his high expectations, he hasn't even bothered to look for work in the past two months.。