Ever since stepping into the Courtyard House, the System had not stopped running its mouth, and its words were even sharper now: "Look at this junk. In the Star Alliance, we put things like this in museums fifty million years ago. Look at these backward operating systems, look at this clumsy and sluggish processing speed. Host, once you get to the Star Alliance, you might as well just never come back. Everything here is simply too unworthy of your status."
Yun Qingyue glanced at Li Lianhua, her look clearly spelling out: It's starting its psychological warfare again. Li Lianhua found it amusing, yet he also listened intently to the System's nagging, ready to keep searching for relevant clues.
Yun Qingyue: "Weren't you manufactured in the year 8000 of the Interstellar calendar? Where did these fifty million years come from?"
Chapter 66