Zhang Fei wanted to wake up, but he couldn't.
His mind was awake, yet his body refused to move.
He tried to lift his hands—nothing. His legs—completely still.
It was as if invisible chains bound him in place.
What the fuck… he thought, a cold sweat forming on his face. What the fuck is actually happening…?
He struggled harder, attempting to shift even the slightest bit, but it was useless. Am I in a nightmare?
The thought sent another wave of fear through him. He tried again, wiggling his fingers and his toes, but his body refused to respond.
This wasn't normal. This wasn't just sleep paralysis.
Something was very, very wrong.
In a moment of panic, Zhang Fei's vision cleared, and his surroundings came into focus.
He was in a room, a room he didn't recognize. The cold, dim lighting of his apartment was gone, replaced by a soft golden glow of the sunrays.
The air smelled different. It was fresher, older. There were no computers, no screens flashing. Instead, a simple wooden window that let the sunlight in.
The furniture was basic—just a simple table, a few chairs, and walls that were made of stones.
Everything felt old and...oddly peaceful.
His breathing slowed as his heart pounded wildly in his chest. Where the hell am I?
He tried to move again, but his body remained frozen.
Just then, Zhang Fei heard an unusual voice in his mind.
[Initializing...]
He glanced around, completely taken off guard. There was no one in sight, but the voice seemed to come from everywhere.
[Connecting...] the voice continued in the same tone.
His head began to ache unbearably, as if they might burst anytime. He gritted his teeth, trying to endure it, but it was like the pain was creeping into his very soul.
Then, a soft melody began to play, calm, almost soothing.
Put your head on my shoulder...
But before the words could finish, the melody abruptly cut off, and the room fell into a deafening silence.
Zhang Fei took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, and finally it felt like he could regain some control. But just as he relaxed, the voice came again, shattering the silence and startling him to his core.
Holy fucking god... he cursed aloud, his heart almost exploding in his chest.
"Welcome to the Crippled Heir MILF System," the voice said.
Zhang Fei blinked in disbelief. "What heir?" he repeated, his voice shaking slightly.
Suddenly, a transparent window materialized in front of him, hovering in the air.
[Notice]
[Welcome to the Crippled Heir MILF System.]
[Please proceed with the tutorial for optimal system understanding.]
Zhang Fei froze. Was this some sort of twisted joke? A dream? A nightmare?
He hovered his fingers in the air, wanting to interact with the strange system in front of him, but he wasn't sure where to begin.
What was going on?
"System?" he repeated, tilting his head. "Am I in a fucking novel or something?"
As if responding to Julian's question, another window flashed in front of him.
[Notice]
[Host has entered the Crippled Heir MILF System.]
[Further instructions will follow shortly.]
A slight pause, then the voice continued:
[Notice]
[Please refrain from questioning the system at this moment.]
[The system will provide necessary information in due time.]
Zhang Fei took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. The overwhelming mixture of fear and confusion started to fade slightly as he focused on the window before him.
"So... is this like the solo leveling back on Earth?" He whispered to himself before his gaze shifted to the title of the system.
Crippled Heir MILF System
A smirk slowly formed on his face. "MILF system, huh?" he thought, the idea already sparking an odd interest. "This is... interesting."
The more he looked at the window, the more his curiosity grew. He wasn't sure what this "MILF System" was about, but it definitely had his attention.
"Alright," he said, "let's see where this goes. Go on, give me more information."
Another window flashed:
[System Status Window]
[Host: Zhang Fei]
[Title: Coomer King]
[Cultivation Realm: Qi Refining Stage (0%) - Your path to degeneracy has just begun. Cultivate harder.
[Body Status: Completely Crippled—[Your body is wrecked beyond repair... or is it?]
[Martial Arts: (Locked)]
[Martial Elements: (Locked)]
Zhang Fei stared at the screen, and his smirk faltered slightly. "Damn, I really got nerfed."
Then, another message popped up—
[Mission: First Step to Recovery]
[Objective: Heal your body and start the path of a martial artist.]
[Reward 1: Qi Potion—Increases your maximum Qi capacity.]
[Reward 2: Martial Art (Common) - Qi Punch – Coats your hands with empowered Qi to launch a powerful punch.]
[Extra Reward: Unlocks Shop – Gain access to the system shop for future purchases.]
Zhang Fei's grin widened. "Now we're talking."