C141 He Sent It Home

The system remained silent.

Instead, it alerted Zhang Tianming that their arrival was imminent.

Damn it!

Well, you're my system now.

Someday, you'll be able to manifest a physical form.

And when that day comes,

it will be time for my long-held fist to finally strike!

At last,

Faang Cheng, with a slight furrow in his brow from the emotional weight, chose the golden potion