Monday, August 11, morning.
(Several days have passed since the SOP pilot summary meeting. The weekend stipend has been credited. [Imperial Treasury] balance: 1,249 + 4 * 4 = 1,265 taels. [Imperial Majesty]: 132 points; [Prestige]: 310 points. Experience: 250/450. New title [SOP Standard Setter] equipped.)
Li Banjia stood by the window, holding his goji berry and chrysanthemum tea, gazing down at the bustling "mortals" below. He was nursing a bit of an… illusion that he was a "Son of Heaven chosen by destiny, bearing a system, looking down upon all living beings."
"Cough, cough. Wake up, Li Banjia," he muttered to himself. "You’re currently just a P7 interim lead with two projects running simultaneously. One wrong move and you’ll be packing your bags and heading back to your life as a ninth-rank petty official."
Chapter 46