The System In My Head

The System In My Head
Speech by Ben



It was Ben's last meal...


Half a bean burrito that he saved from the day before...


However, he did not have time to ponder that ironic tone .. because he still had something to do. It was the last thing on his agenda to prepare for death—wrote his own speech...


So, sitting at her desk, she wiped the sharp sour cream off her lips. It wasn't the last thing he wanted to taste and smell, but he couldn't afford to pay extra for guacamole...


Then, he took out a piece of paper, feeling its dry texture on his fingers...


Then, he took out another piece of paper, because he got sour cream in the first one ...


And he started off at Hemingway...


***


After hours of effort, Ben looked at the paper in his hand and nodded in satisfaction. He did not need praise to bring this beautiful work to life... He also did not care if his fame came after death. He didn't even mind if others took credit for his Shakespeare work...


He doesn't care about those things .. because of death ...


Soon, he would become humble and wealthy...


So those things are less important. Ben didn't write it for all of that. There was a much simpler reason he wrote his own speech: he was afraid Antonio would mess it up...


The final part ends as a story - Ben's life story, with a few minor adjustments to lure readers in, but no biographical film doesn't.


He decided to read it out loud to make sure there were no hole plots or cliches.but he was quite confident in his freshness...


If there is a problem, he can add some vampires.or make himself a witch instead of a warrior.but he does not want to scare the reader with something too unique...


Ben's beating...


"He is a young hero of the mortal world ... of the poorest family .. of the smallest village .. of the smallest city .. of the smallest city ... the smallest country.from the smallest continent.from the smallest realm.but every legend must start from somewhere...


...


He had a harsh upbringing: one man called him trash, then another man called him trash. Before he knew it .. everyone called him trash in infinite recycling ...


...


He started from zero...


No matter how many times he dreamed .. there was no memory of a dead expert ...


No matter how many times he asked the doctor .. they said he had no special bloodline ...


No matter how hard he searched, he could not find the OP item left behind by his parents, no matter how much Christmas he asks for a gaming PC ...


...


Even then ... although his family came from a humble background, it turned out that they were all red herring .. because they had absolutely no ancestral ties to any ancient family ...


...


He trains hard, trains both internally and externally: internally with PUBG on his PC...external PUBG on his phone...


When he was at the peak of the early-medium-up stage of his cultivation, also known as 11th grade, he encountered a bottleneck: the college exam ...


However, after struggling through the heavenly tribulation of the preparation course, he broke through ....


Then, with an adventurous soul, he began to explore the world. It forced him to leave his family, but he believed they would be safe forever because of the strong local reputation he accumulated over the month by facelapping ...


If anyone from outside the village comes and upsets his legend, injuring his family.he will destroy them when he returns just in time to save...


...


...


Carrying the ancient burden of grandparents they call inheritance.he becomes a brave hero; despite his 99% chance of death, he never retreats from optional side quests...conquering all that stood in his way with relentless vigor...


He fights the outside world; defeating enemies who train their entire lives, after which he performs several months of plyometrics...


He fights the internal world; defeats his heart demon— gaming addiction and internet pornography..


He is multi-talented; becomes a secret master in every field known to man.but always loses interest soon after...


He was resourceful; only occasionally received items that were exactly what he needed for the next big problem.and rarely, like only a few times, were saved by masters who passed by randomly...


He is a poet; has a unique ability to describe the beauty of the world through his unique lens of jade-based terminology...


She was a female assassin; not in the literal sense, she did not kill women... Instead, all her female enemies become lovers, fascinated by her good looks and good looks...


However, he could never fall in love with them, because he knew life was short, and at any moment, some random flying bird might force him to switch maps...


...


He was generous; saving all of his male enemies 3 or even 4 times before obliterating them .. gave them space to perfect their schemes ... and himself the space not to have to look for new enemies ...


He is the conqueror of fate: Despite living in a training montage and gathering all the OPnesses of the world .. all the side characters are still mysteriously reinforced as well ...


However, he was still the strongest.everywhere.before he went to a new place and became the weakest.but that never stopped him from becoming the strongest again...


...


He was smart; not finishing anything, because he knew if he even finished a point, it meant it was the end of the story ...


He is the most powerful: he discovered countless ultimate and super ultimate moves before creating his final super-ultimate-burrito-supreme technique...


A technique that shocked the world—death...


...


In the end, he built a castle a million miles long ...


That's where he'll be buried ...


Don't skimp..."


...


Ben smiled appreciating. It is not easy to create such a masterpiece.only get together after a long time of writing and do not have time to edit...


...


Still, something felt bad. 'Although I tried to remain humble ... it is still a bit OP ... I'd rather include a flaw to make myself more balanced ... Understood. I would add that I got a low score on an IQ test due to a random supervisor error when I was 5 years old. It led to tragic years until I was 9 years old.when the truth was revealed that I was one of the ten thousand year old geniuses...


I will even cast a genius enemy in a hundred thousand years later, to show that I still have room to grow ...


Of course, after that, it will be revealed that I am a genius in a million years.but for now, I need to relieve them...'


Ben stroked his chin, as he realized something else. He only needed to enter a few filler lines to grow this into a complete novel ...


...


'If I put in a school bow, tournament bow, a fat little friend, and some cockroach villain .. I can squeeze this into 1000 chapters ...'


...


Ben leaned his back on the chair. 'If I publish this .. I want to know how long it will take to reach the top of the web novel rankings ...'