Under Lu Xiaobu's waiting, there was finally a response.
But.
What appeared in front of Lu Xiaobu was not the system, but an old man.
And it was presenting outside, not directly in his mind.
"A portable grandpa?"
Lu Xiaobu frowned, exited the child's consciousness, and looked at the translucent old man floating in the air.
"What are you talking about?!"
The old man frowned, very displeased: "You, junior, are so rude. When I was roaming the world, you weren't even born!"
Lu Xiaobu still ignored him and looked towards the system: "Is it him?"
"Yes and no!" The system shook its head and looked at the old man: "He should be an existence similar to me."
"Oh?!"
Lu Xiaobu raised an eyebrow, and he understood.
What kind of existence is the system?
The spokesperson of the system's origin!
And this old man is also a spokesperson!
"Junior!"
The old man was extremely angry, staring fiercely at Lu Xiaobu: "Who are you, what do you want?!"
"Shut up!"
