林凡晃了晃脑袋，柴房里霉味扑鼻，四壁漏风，这破地方别说打游戏了，连个稳定的网络都没有。他猛地坐起身，低头瞅了瞅自己身上——粗布麻衣， smells like a month-old corpse, and he was covered in sweat. He patted his pockets, his phone wasn't there. Wait, phone? He remembered stretching out on his bed, eyes glued to the screen, then a brief flash of light...

A system?

Lin Fan's heart started pounding like crazy. He patted his torso again and suddenly stopped. His right chest pocket felt weird, solid and cold. He reached in and pulled out a small metal box, about the size of his palm. The box had a simple lock on it and the words "System" engraved on the front.

"What the heck is this?" Lin Fan stared at it, his mind racing. System? As in, the kind from those web novels? The kind that makes you OP?

He hesitantly opened the box. Inside, there was a small, floating screen that flickered to life, displaying a futuristic-looking interface with various options. At the top, it said:

[Alliance: 1] [System:诸天最强气运系统]