Concurrently, in the System Space.
Fang Ning was training in the lounge for a short while before he could not bear it any longer and came out for some fresh air.
He wandered between the alchemy lab, blacksmith's forge, and the studies, inspecting the buildings as he walked on.
As he walked, he mumbled, "Bosom friends age, the Host can't wed…."
At first, the System did not bother to be concerned. Half an hour later, it realized that Fang Ning could not snap out of it and was finally concerned about him.
"Mr. Rich Guy, what happened to you? You're neither training nor playing. It seems like it's time for another psych assessment…"
"Uh, mind your own business…" said Fang Ning sadly. "Let me ask you. Long ago, you mentioned that I could use these System Buildings as well. Similarly, those system life skills, master-level crafting skills, master-level alchemy skills, and master-level cooking skills, can I learn those?"