Why Did You Choose Me?

The system sighed helplessly. "I thought you'd never remember."

"I just have a bad memory, not dementia. How can I never remember?!"

"I'd rather you didn't remember."

Huanhuan snorted. "Tell me the truth. What's your relationship with the prophet?"

The system was silent for a long time before throwing out a bomb.

"Would you believe me if I said I was the prophet?"

Huanhuan was so frightened that her hand trembled and the fruit fell to the ground.

She asked in disbelief, "You're joking, right?"

The system's tone was grim. "I'm not joking."

"B-But you're too…" Huanhuan's mind went blank from the stimulation. She couldn't speak clearly.

"Actually, to be specific, I'm just a part of the prophet's body."

Huanhuan covered her head. "Wait, slow down! What do you mean by a part of your body? Why do I feel that I understand every word you say, but when the words are put together, I don't understand it at all?!"