The system gave me immortality, and I survived everyone

Chapter 1: Things that have been dormant for ten years are man-made · “Ptui! Ptui! Ptui!” · Bright moonlight spilled across the pitch-black earth as a young man frantically spat out mouthfuls of dirt. · “They promised that golden-nanmu wood wouldn't rot for a thousand years. It’s barely been a few and it’s already turned to dust.” · “Damn that Old Man Li, having the nerve to scam me with counterfeit goods.” · Spitting the last of the grit from his mouth, Chen Changsheng stretched his stiff limbs. · Under the hazy moonlight, one could faintly glimpse the shapely curve of his backside. Yet, at this moment, Chen Changsheng seemed entirely unconcerned with his moonlight-streaked exposure. · “System, has the ten years passed?” · “Answering Host: the ten-year slumber has concluded. Attribute points have been credited.” · Hearing the system’s reply, Chen Changsheng turned his gaze to the status panel in his mind. · 【Host: Chen Changsheng】 · 【Strength: 1】 · 【Speed: 1】 · 【Defense: 1】 · 【Spirit Power: 0】 · 【Lifespan: 80】 · That’s right—Chen Changsheng was a classic, through-and-through transmigrator. · The system he possessed wasn’t some check-in or over-the-top invincible cheat. It was just an “ordinary” Longevity System. Whenever Chen Changsheng slept, he would gain corresponding lifespan and attribute points. · However, there was a limit to the slumber duration: it could not exceed his maximum lifespan. Furthermore, the time Chen Changsheng had already lived would be "recharged" after a slumber. · In other words, if Chen Changsheng had lived for eighty years and then entered a slumber, even if he slept for only one day, the lifespan he possessed upon waking would be eighty years and one day—not just a single day. Additionally, once awake, the interval before he could enter his next slumber could not be less than one-tenth of his total lifespan. · Therefore, theoretically speaking, as long as Chen Changsheng played it safe, he could truly live up to his name and achieve eternal longevity. · Looking at the ten attribute points in his possession, Chen Changsheng didn't choose to add them immediately. Instead, he withdrew a set of clothes from the system’s inventory, donned them, identified his general direction based on memory, and set off quickly down the mountain. · Ten years had passed; the wars should be over by now. · The sweetheart from whom he had been separated should be back as well. · “Sesame cakes! Piping hot sesame cakes!” · Walking through the bustling market, Chen Changsheng felt a strange sense of displacement, as if he were living in a different lifetime. Although the town remained the same, the people he once knew were long gone. Ten years was neither short nor long, but it was certainly enough to change everything. · After observing the changes in the town, Chen Changsheng followed his memories toward a familiar location. · Soon, he arrived at a farmstead on the outskirts of the town. Looking at the familiar house, his lips curled upward slightly. “Excuse me, is Nianci home?” · At the sound of his voice, a fair-skinned, doll-like little girl peeked out from the house. · “Who are you looking for?” · Seeing the child, Chen Changsheng paused in surprise. · “Isn’t this Nianci’s home?” · “I don’t know any Nianci. You’ve got the wrong place.” · Facing the little girl’s words, a flash of disappointment crossed Chen Changsheng’s eyes. War had been raging at the time, and Nianci was only an ordinary person; perhaps she was already gone. · With that thought, Chen Changsheng prepared to turn and leave. · “Changsheng, is that you?” · A familiar voice rang out from behind him, and Chen Changsheng felt as though he’d been struck by lightning. Steadying his racing heart, he slowly turned around, and the face he knew so well came back into view. · “Clang!” · The basket in the woman’s hand hit the ground. · Once she confirmed it was him, Nianci covered her mouth with her hand, tears instantly streaming down her cheeks. · “Don’t you bully my mother!” · Seeing her mother crying, the little girl immediately rushed out from the house, spreading her small arms to block the space between them. · Hearing how the girl addressed her, Chen Changsheng looked at his former childhood sweetheart with a puzzled expression. Facing his gaze, Nianci didn't shy away; she only reached out slowly to touch his face. · “Ten years. You still look exactly the same.” · “Why?” Chen Changsheng finally asked the question weighing on his heart. · Nianci smiled, then lowered her head to stroke the little girl’s hair with doting affection. · “After we were separated, I was hunted by bandits. Later, he pulled me out from a pile of the dead. Half a year later, my wounds healed and the war finally ended. He came back here with me. At the time, Old Man Li said you had bought a coffin from him.” · “Then, I waited for you for three years…” · Nianci paused, a trace of disappointment and helplessness flashing in her eyes. She let out a long breath and smiled. “For those three years, he took care of me. He has been truly good to me.” · Hearing this, Chen Changsheng froze. Then, he smiled in resignation—though the smile carried a hint of bitterness. · Ten years of slumber was but a blink of an eye for him. But for Nianci, ten years was an eternity—how many decades does a person have in one life? When they were parted, they were both twenty years old. Ten years later, he remained twenty, but Nianci was already thirty. · In truth, from the moment he arrived in this world, he and she were destined to be people of two different worlds. · Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng crouched down, patted the little girl’s head, and smiled. “Little one, what is your name?” · The girl turned to look at her mother, seemingly asking for permission. · “Tell your… tell your brother. He is a dear friend of your mother’s.” · Granted her mother’s approval, the little girl said crisply, “My name is Li Niansheng. I’m six years old.” · “Niansheng.” Chen Changsheng murmured the name several times before laughing. “What a wonderful name. My name also has ‘sheng’ in it, though I am called Chen Changsheng. You can call me Brother Changsheng.” · After saying this, Chen Changsheng stood up and walked away. · Watching him leave, Nianci instinctively asked, “Where are you going?” · Chen Changsheng’s footsteps faltered. He waved a hand over his shoulder and said, “My old home is gone, but I see Old Man Li’s Coffin Shop is still there. I’ll go stay with him for a while.” · His silhouette gradually faded into the distance. · Watching him go, Li Niansheng looked up and asked, “Mother, is Brother Changsheng your friend?” · “Not a friend. A very dear person from my past.” · “Then who was the ‘Nianci’ he was looking for?” · “Likely his childhood sweetheart. After all, the name ‘Nianci’—it sounds like a private nickname a man would give to the one he loves.” · “So that’s it!” · “Then… will Brother Changsheng be able to find his sweetheart?” · “I don’t know. Perhaps he already has.” · Nianci murmured to herself, then looked down at Li Niansheng and smiled. “Alright, Father will be home soon. Shall we go make dinner for him?” · “Okay!” · Li Niansheng cheered happily and skipped toward the kitchen. · [END]