[gratutions, host. Alfred's character mission is plete. Please open the system to draw a new card.]

  It was as if the system had sensed Reid's thoughts. Finally, at this moment, it actually did something useful.

  Reid couldn't help but pare himself to other transmigrators with systems. For them, two months would be enough to use their systems to dominate even someone like A One, while here he was, still debating whether he should bee a corporate spy.

  But despite the pints in his heart, Reid didn’t waste any time. He immediately opehe system panel and cimed the reward for Alfred's character mission uhe Missioion.

  A rainbow-colored light burst from Reid's body and materialized into a floating orb in the air.

  The light was warm, soothing, and f... or not.

  Uo tolerate this formalistisense, Reid reached out and grabbed the orb.

  “I’ve had enough of this. Ba school, the principal would stand at the podium with an umbrel, telling us not to fear the storm. Now, I’ve transmigrated, and you, system, still want to throw this useless crap at me? You really are something. With this muergy glowing, you could at least give me a Superman character card!”

  After a few pints, Reid pulled forcefully on the orb. What he drew was... a pstic-ed card pack.

  "System..." he muttered in disbelief.

  [What's wrong, host?]

  Reid shook the card pa his hand, his expression darkening.

  "Do you have any funs that accumute system energy? If you do, don't be shy. Just tell me. I'll help you earn energy."

  Reid's sudden pletely left the system fused.

  [Host, what are you talking about? I don’t have such a fun. The energy produced by the souls of the vast DC verse is no weaker than the energy of Marvel's multiverse. I am not g in energy at all…]

  Before the system could even process his words, Reid smmed the card pack heavily onto the system panel.

  "Then why the hell are these important role-py cards ed in pstic packaging? The design looks like it was drawn by AI, doesn’t it make things seem a bit cheap?!"

  At that moment, the system finally uood why Reid was angry. It silently extes invisible hands, picked up the dropped card pack, and ha back to Reid.

  [The system is essentially a high-level AI. What’s wrong with AI drawings? Besides, people who py Yu-Gi-Oh know, cards are supposed to be in pstic packaging. It’s part of the whole unboxing experience, isn’t it?]

  Although the system couldn't take a human form, at that moment, Reid felt as though he saw a huge jerk whining after causing trouble.

  Reid was tempted to pin, but he had to admit, after the card pack was made, he really did get the feeling of opening packs from his past life. Even though he could already feel through the pstic that there were only two cards i still brought back memories.

  ‘Superman, Superman... give me Superman!’

  Reid silently prayed for Dr. Manhattan's blessing and opehe card pack.

  “Wow! Golden... legendary?”

  What greeted his eyes was the gring... bald head.

  "Hmm... powerful hairstyle..."

  Reid, expressionless, pulled out the new character card.

  Lex Luthor, okay, this is close enough to Superman.

  He thought about Superman in his mind, but instead, Lex Luthor appeared.

  Reid had already made up his mind. The ime he quietly thought of Bane, he'd probably end up with Batman. He just hoped that Batman would still have an intact spine when he showed up.

  Instead of using the card immediately, Reid decided to check out Luthor's character mission.

  Perhaps due to the current era, Luthor’s mission was quite simir to Alfred's—only one was reted to Wayerprises and the other t LexCorp.

  This also vely aligned with Reid's current pn.

  With panies like Doom Industries, Os Industries and even Kingpin's rise in Hell’s Kit, all Luthor had to do was get involved, and he could leverage the momentum to establish LexCorp successfully.

  The only problem was that there was only ohor, so deg whipany to join was the issue.

  This was something Reid ime to think about. He pced the Luthor card aside and looked at the other card still in the pack.

  ‘Luthor’s mission is to establish LexCorp, so the other card isn’t an enviro card like Metropolis.’

  Sihe beginner's gift pack tained Gotham City as the enviro card, Alfred's mission was tied to Wayerprises. Otherwise, Reid suspected the system might have made Alfred babysit the Stark family.

  Although there was no crete proof, Reid always felt that the system wanted him to bee a hero.

  But Reid had no i in that. He didn’t want to be a hero because, in most cases, heroes didn’t have good endings. He po outlive them all ahe st oanding, the ultimate winner.

  At this moment, Reid took out the sed card. Just as he had thought, it wasn’t an enviro card like Metropolis. It also wasn’t a character card, but a ype of card.

  'Harley Quinn... a Follower Card?'

  Before Reid could call it out himself, the system’s panel automatically popped up with an expnation of the follower card’s fun.

  The follower card removed the need for role-pying, allowio directly summon a character who would fully obey his ands.

  The appearance of the follower card solved some of Reid's s.

  For example, with Wonder Woman iure, Reid was a normal young man. Even though he could use the system to role-py, he really didn’t want to py as a woman.

  With the follower card, those opposite-gender characters could be summoned directly.

  While the card wouldn’t provide Reid with the character's strength, with Superman by his side, Wonder Woman's power wouldn't matter as much.

  ‘Though, Harley Quinn’s role is really limited. I suppose, it's better than nothing.’

  Shaking his head, Reid made a thought, and the follower card slowly faded into the void. In its pce, a young girl in a nurse’s outfit, with ly styled blonde hair, appeared in the passenger seat.

  “Harley Quinn or Harleen Quinzel?" Reid asked, gng at her.

  Before meeting the Joker, Harley Quinn had been known as Harleen Quinzel. He asked just to be sure, because he didn’t want this summoned Harley Quinn to be from her time as an intern. That version would be even more useless.

  “It depends on what you prefer, Boss. I be Harley Quinn or Harleen Quinzel. I also know everything, so there’s o expin the current situation.” Harley replied.

  Reid breathed a sigh of relief. This follower card was not pletely useless.

  “Alright, then you’ll stay with me for now. After a while, you go find your 'Puddin'.”

  “Really? That’s great!”

  It was clear that this summoned Harley Quinn still had that twisted affe for the Joker. Reid felt relieved. If that affe had been transferred to him because of the system...

  Just thinking about it made him shudder.

  Let the Joker bear her love. Reid preferred not to get involved.

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