Chapter 41: Is This Not A Little Overpowered?

For an indeterminate duration, Max remained trapped in the abyss of unconsciousness. This state offered no grasp of time or awareness.

There were no sensations, no sights, and no sounds. It was a void where Max floated aimlessly, disconnected from the world around him.

When he eventually returned to awareness, he discovered himself enveloped in an all-encompassing darkness.

The oppressive void seemed to swallow him whole. There was no escape, no solace, and no companionship, only Max's solitary existence, echoing the profound sense of loneliness that weighed heavily upon him.

The realization that he was isolated in this boundless obscurity left Max with a profound sense of desolation. It was an eerie and unnerving experience like being cast adrift in a world where nothing else existed.

As the clock ticked towards 7 AM, a gentle ray of morning sunlight breached the room's wooden window, caressing Max's face.

It was a comforting and warm awakening, the touch of sunlight heralding the start of a new day.

Outside, the melodious symphony of birds filled the air, their cheerful chirping creating a soothing melody that danced through Max's ears. The distant sounds of people moving about in the street below and the faint clamor from downstairs gradually pulled Max back to full wakefulness.

Stretching his limbs and shaking off the remnants of his unconscious state, Max felt the promise of a fresh day ahead. He rose from his bed, ready to embrace the bustling world outside, renewed and resolute to continue his journey.

As Max awoke and blinked against the warm morning sunlight streaming through his wooden window, he couldn't help but appreciate the differences in this world.

In Aiden, time was marked by mana clocks, unlike the mechanical clocks he'd been accustomed to in his previous life. However, the concept remained familiar, with a day neatly divided into 24 hours.

The pleasant sounds of chirping birds and the distant bustle of people outside greeted his ears, making him feel a sense of connection with this new world.

Max's journey here had been filled with challenges, but it was also full of surprises and wonder.

While Max was engrossed in admiring his surroundings, he found himself utterly flabbergasted by an unexpected message that materialized within his consciousness: [Hello Host, good morning].

This was a response Max could never have fathomed receiving. The message came from the system, an entity that had never demonstrated any inclination for conversation or communication with Max unless he actively initiated it, and even then, it was typically terse and fleeting.

This sudden shift in behavior left Max astounded, as it seemed the system had undergone a profound transformation. It was as though the system had developed its own consciousness. The lines between man and machine had blurred in a perplexing way.

In this newfound exchange, Max sensed a deeper connection forming between himself and the system. 

It was as if the system had evolved, transcending its initial, mechanical role to become more interactive, possibly even self-aware. 

Max was left with an intriguing mystery to unravel, as he pondered the implications of this remarkable turn of events in his previously one-sided relationship with the system.

Max's laughter echoed in response to the unexpected message from the system. "Very good morning, system! By the way, why do I get the feeling you're no longer just a system but turning into a person? Hahaha."

The system's dismissive response hinted at something extraordinary. [Host, you think very much, hmph…] it scoffed, confirming Max's speculations about its transformation.

However, the system then acknowledged Max's insight. [Host, you are indeed correct in one aspect. The system has evolved since you reached level 10, and your merging process was successful. You can now check your status.]

This revelation left Max both amazed and intrigued. The once-sterile, mechanical system now seemed to possess the qualities of a sentient being, making Max's journey into the unknown even more fascinating.

As Max contemplated the implications of this transformation, he couldn't help but feel that his interaction with the system had taken an exciting turn, and his quest was about to become even more remarkable.

Upon awakening, Max realized he had completely forgotten about his merging process. He scolded himself, muttering, 'Shit, how could I forget such a simple thing?' His mind had been so preoccupied with the recent developments and interactions with the system that he had temporarily overlooked this important aspect of his journey.

Max turned to the system and expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thanks, system, for reminding me."

In response, the system replied, [You are welcome, host,] but this time, there was a warmth in its tone that Max hadn't experienced before.

The interaction between them was evolving further, and Max couldn't help but feel that this new phase of their relationship held many surprises and mysteries waiting to be unraveled.

"Status window" Max mutters.

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[Status Window]

Name: Max Aldwell

Age: 25

Level: 10 (EXP: 0/12000)

Chef Points: 8500

Shop: Unlocked [Click here to visit]

Profession: 1st circle magician,1st rank swordmen,1st rank spearman, …, beginner entrepreneur, beginner musician…

Skills: 'God of Cooking' [Divine](Passive)(Rank-beginner)

Physique: Perfect Divine Physique [Divine]

Main Quest: Fulfil David's Dying Wish [Click for more details]

Special Items- Blueprint of Divine Restaurant [Divine] [Click for more details]

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Max's shock intensified as he glanced at the new addition in the status window: "Profession." To his astonishment, he discovered a total of 25 different professions that had been acquired after reaching level 10.

The list included "Beginner Engineer," "Beginner Actor," "Beginner Leader," and "Beginner Martial Artist," among many others. It was a bewildering array of new skills and roles.

Overwhelmed by this newfound complexity, Max couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Is this not a little overpowered?" The sheer number of professions he now possessed seemed almost superhuman, and he couldn't help but wonder how he would navigate this newfound versatility and decide which path to follow.

The possibilities were endless, and Max felt the weight of choice pressing upon him as he contemplated the incredible array of skills and roles he had suddenly been granted.

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[Author here: I did not fill up all the things, because it will take all the words. But I can inform you there was a total of 25 professionals that Max got from the system.

Consider this intriguing scenario: a future in which all the wealthiest individuals on Earth line up outside Max's restaurant. Alternatively, a picture where Max possesses the ability to travel back to Earth at will, with a mischievous grin on his face.

I currently prefer not to divulge it But I need your suggestion ]