Having eaten and drunk his fill, and having undergone some gene-enhancing treatments, Chen Balang felt a pang of melancholy. It seemed... it seemed this had shattered one of his obsessions.
So, people are never truly content. Before, for Balang, finding a job with a salary exceeding five thousand before thirty, and building a small business after thirty, would have been enough to satisfy him. But now, possessing the Lanxiang System, he was less attached to worldly things. Yet, replacing that attachment was the need to become more powerful. Having grown accustomed to the earth-shattering exploits of protagonists in novels, Chen Balang often saw himself in those characters. After all, with a system as powerful as this, such pursuits were at least somewhat justifiable.
Everyone noticed Bala
