Shan Zhe has always believed that he is the incarnation of God.

He believes that the apostles of Christianity are all his people; the food we eat is all given by him; prayers are for him, hymns are for him...

In short, Danzhe feels that he is like a god!

As the truck rushed towards him, he pushed away the mischievous child who was playing in the middle of the road. With a single track, he knew that he might return to heaven. It was a place of paradise, his sanctuary.

The silent Number System hiding on the side spoke decisively as it watched the lonely soul.

[Hello, host, I am...]

"You are my servant."

[Um, I'm System Jun, you can call me so beautiful. Beautiful to the extreme.]

"The servant of God, even his name is so extravagant."

"Don't you want to critique me?"

"This name that is impossible to imagine even after racking my brains must be my masterpiece."

Please stop putting on a blank face and arrogantly making up nonsense!

Those who disrespect God will go to hell.

[Debt Seen.]

And so, after silently transmitting all the specifications into Sanzhe's mind, the system concealed itself.

- Let this stubborn host go to hell!

I apologize, but it seems you did not provide a Chinese novel paragraph for me to translate. Could you please provide the paragraph you would like me to translate?

What's the difference between having a system and not having a system?

Maybe it's about strategizing, guessing the progress, and having a blank storyline. The most terrifying thing is that sometimes it doesn't even inform you about the target to strategize against. Finally, when you are completely confused, the system silently tells you that the mission is completed...

And then it was done, unable to separate from the world, unable to leave on its own accord, only able to stay behind.

- Because you are the abandoned host of the system!

Without a system to find the original body, the only way is to use my own body, which is quite abrupt, to arrive in this world and have an identity... using single wheels' words, it's called Qiang-Cha.

Have you soiled yourself? Don't try to argue, you definitely soiled yourselves.

Standing on a bustling street, behind me is a bar that has not yet opened its doors.

Now that it's getting late, looking at the bustling streets filled with continuous traffic, it is clearly the peak period after work.

Danzhe glanced around expressionlessly and, without any experience in strategizing, pondered for a moment. He decisively walked into the bar and nodded to the service staff who were still cleaning.

"I want to drink alcohol."

"Sir, we haven't opened for business yet..." The waiter wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead, with a slightly evasive demeanor, looking apologetically at Dan Zhe.

[Host, please be advised, target of strategy discovered.]

With a slight raise of her eyebrows, Shenzhe walked closer to the waitress. She circled around him twice, carefully scrutinizing him from head to toe for a while before nodding in approval.

"Um, I want to drink alcohol."

The waiter seemed a bit uneasy, looking around before saying again, "W-we haven't opened for business yet."

"I'll sit here until your grand opening, then." After saying that, Dan Che sat on a tall chair to the side, staring straight at the waitstaff.

The waiter opened his mouth, but after a while, he couldn't utter a single word.

Jian You has been part-time working here for so long and has never encountered such a strange customer.

Dan Zhe sat on the bench, watching Jian You arrange the tables and chairs, clean the area, until he finished everything and stood wiping the sweat off his forehead before Dan Zhe finally spoke softly.

"Is there only one waiter here?"

Jian Youyi was taken aback and didn't understand what he meant. He truthfully replied, "No, there are others..."

"Don't they all have jobs?"

"Uh, they didn't need to come so early."

A faint sense of caution veiled Jian You's features, with a tinge of anticipation flickering in her heart.

- Is this stranger standing up for me?

Sure! Here's the translation of the paragraph:

"Danzhe was indeed the only one seen doing all these things inside and outside. Curious, could it be that Jian You runs this large bar all by himself?"

Seeing the way Jian You appeared so easily bullied, Shan Zhe looked at him and then averted his gaze after a long while.

"People who don't work will be abandoned by God!"

The defiant and slightly retaliatory tone made Jian You's lips curl upwards.

From beginning to end, he was the one doing all these things. It seemed to have become a habit, and no one else would come to help, nor would he seek anyone to complain to. Now, someone is standing up for him, and it feels really good.

That is a warm feeling of being cared for.