Cultivation with a System in the Modern World
I said earnestly.
"It's okay, not your fault. I should have told you earlier," she replied, her mood lifting as I kissed her cheek before darting upstairs.
"That little... when will he grow up?" she chuckled, resuming her cooking.
Once alone, I changed into my pajamas and settled in front of my computer, ready to join my friends in a gaming session. However, before I could even launch a game, the mysterious "ping" echoed once more, followed by an unfamiliar mechanical voice. I froze in terror, my heart racing.