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Bleh, what smells so bad?
The scent of sewer water and rotting food assailed Corwin nose. It was too dark to see anything. He suppressed his urge to gag and attempted to cover his nose, only to feel something blocking his head. After feeling the object, he realized his head was stuck between two black bags.
"…"
After Corwin succeeded in freeing his head, he pinched his nose and gradually adjusted to the dim lighting. After looking at where he was standing on, Corwin scowled.
“Tianshi, where are we?”
[Host, we are in Asfergon.] The box of text popped up in front of his face.
“No, exactly tell me, why did you choose this spot as our landing spot?”
[This location is hidden in a remote area far enough away from civilization but close enough within walking distance. This makes it a perfect location to warp over without drawing suspicion.]
… You could have warped me next to the dumpster on the alleyway rather than making me sit on top of it! Truly a no-good system! It can’t be trusted!
Corwin wanted to sigh but he’s afraid he’s going to gag if he continued sitting here any longer and got up as quickly as possible.
[Host, here is the plot progression.]
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The system sent rows and rows of text into the textbox. The scroll bar that quickly appeared instantly grew smaller until it became the size of a dot. Corwin’s eyes twitched.
“System, is it not possible to just send me the information directly into my head?”
[Host, please be reasonable.]
Corwin wanted to facepalm. “Why are you not like the other systems in the novels I read?”
[Your brain will not be able to instantly comprehend all this information and directly explode.]
… Very good. Corwin thought while skimming through the predicted summary of the current state of the world. The system not only lacks the ability to send the information into my head, but sends me headfirst into a dumpster and then expects me to read an entire book next to this smelly dumpster in … a dangerous world?
Corwin took another look at the dumpster. Then he took a closer look at the alleyway itself.
“System, how are you so sure we are in the right world? We landed in a dumpster. “
[Host, please trust in the system.]
Corwin frowned. “According to the summary you left me read, isn’t this a very ancient and dangerous time where resources are lacking, and people should be starving? In this prediction of yours, not even scraps of trash could be left behind after 150 years.”
[Host, please trust in the system.]
The same message appeared in the text box again, but to Corwin it seemed the system was half a beat slower in sending it this time.
“Isn’t a dumpster supposed to signify that there is food waste? Are you sure you got your prediction, right? Besides, this dumpster has a sleek modern design.”
[Host, please trust in the system.]
The words shook slightly before stabilizing. Corwin worried slightly. This felt like a big deviation to him. Did Tianshi have a glitch in his program or a malfunction? In any case, it’s a good thing if this world has a modern setting because there will be bathrooms and that means at least some form of security exists in the world, rather than total mayhem as the system predicted. On the other hand, if things are completely off from what Tianshi predicted… He wasn’t sure, but the only thing he can do now is continue reading and then cross check the facts when he sees it with his own eyes.