Transmigrating Into a Xianxia, Thankfully I Have a Dungeon System
Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!
Re-entry
"Your system knows what seed that is?" I asked.
"It just showed a bunch of garbled text and question marks, and then the word seed."
"Nothing else?"
"Yeah, that's it."
"Hmm, let me ask my system."
I called telepathically to my system, asking, 'System what's that?'
[More PP Please.] And got that reply.
"I got nothing on that, but I think I got the gist of it," I reported to Alan.
"What's that?"
"You lacked something. I don't know what that something is, it could be levels and stuff like that, but you don't have it."
He thought for a bit. "I think it's because I lacked the title to know it. In my case, my proficiency directly correlates to my title."
"Since your system already tasked you with growing it, just grow it then."
"Bro, you trust the system?" He asked a question he had hidden for so long.