"What are you doing, you crazy fool?"
At that moment, a curse came from the bunk next to him, and he hastily shut his mouth, stopping his sneaky laughter. The guy sleeping opposite him was his adoptive brother, and they shared the same room.
"Right, the system, where's the system? Dad System, where are you..."
There was no system.
This was a displeasing point; he didn't have the so-called "system," only the memories from his previous life.
Ding Peng was reminiscing about various memories from his past life, sighing and feeling sentimental. In his last life, he lived in a world with a severely rigid class system, blocked upward mobility, grave aging issues, and a society that lacked vitality.
But in this life...
Any single social benefit, including beautiful female robots, genetic cosmetic surgery, lifespans extending up to five hundred years, spaceships, Power Armor, and so on, would have driven the wealthy crazy in his last life!
"Since Heaven has given me another chance..."
