He Yuan, also known by various names including Aran, Rowe, and Muchen, was no stranger to complexities. As a transmigrator, he was accustomed to waking up in unfamiliar worlds, adapting to diverse cultures, and even assuming different identities. However, amidst these perpetual changes, a constant had remained: his trusty system, Luan.
Within his vast mental space, a sanctuary from the chaos of the external realms, he sat contemplatively on his bed. The usually quiet, reflective air of this space was now thick with anticipation. A holographic projection of Luan shimmered before him, the AI's familiar blue hues casting a soft glow.
"Luan," He Yuan began, his voice steady despite the turmoil brewing within. "I need total honesty from you." He fixed his gaze intently on Luan, trying to decipher any hints of emotion, even though he knew the system was designed to be devoid of them.
