The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

He untied the straps and gently placed his coffin on the ground, alongside the black coffin that had just been brought back from the Northern Valley.

The two coffins were otherwise identical, except for being new and old.

"Alright, System, can you give me a proper explanation of the origin of this coffin, and what is this so-called ancient bloodline? Did you ask the main system about it?"

"Host, don't get agitated. Let me explain slowly... ah, no, I mean, I mean, I'll give you an explanation." The system's voice rang in Chen Guan's mind, making him feel inexplicably guilty.

Chen Guan didn't press the matter, but simply stared quietly at the two identical coffins before him, waiting for the system's excuses.

These two coffins, one being the very foundation of his survival since his transmigration, still retain the warmth of his body on the coffin lid.

The other one came from the frigid north; just by standing there, it caused the temperature in the entire dormitory to plummet.

"You speak first, about these two coffins." Chen Guan's voice was so steady that it was as if he were being tortured.

"Um... Boss, it's actually very simple." The system cleared its throat, trying to make its voice sound more reliable: "These two coffins are probably products from the same assembly line. However, yours is legitimate, while the one in the North was stolen. I just checked the records, and many years ago, a system was robbed while passing through this area."

"It's the demon of emotions."

Baal spoke softly, "I finally remember. This coffin belongs to the Emotional Demon God. I saw Him once when I was a child, before I became a demon god."

"Damn it, Lord Baal only just remembered something so obvious."

Upon hearing Baal's words, Chen Guan's mind immediately went into a mental storm.

Although the age of demons is different from that of humans, Baal's childhood must have been thousands of years ago, and this coffin actually existed back then.

By combining the information from the system, Chen Guan could roughly guess the whole picture.

When an unknown system passed by, it was robbed of some things by the Emotional Demon God, who had become a demon god at the time, including this coffin.

As for why it appeared in the Northern Territory, perhaps it was lost during a battle, or perhaps the famous demon god discarded it after discovering that it was useless except for being sturdy. Chen Guan had no way of verifying this.

"etc!"

Chen Guan suddenly realized a blind spot and asked, "Is the Emotional Demon you mentioned the same one I found the Hero Fragment with?"

The reason he asked this question was because Chen Guan suddenly realized that the timeline didn't match up.

"Of course not." Baal's words confirmed Chen Guan's guess. Baal continued, "The Emotional Demon God I'm talking about is a genius demon god similar to me."

"I remember it was not long after the old Lord of Nothingness died that this Emotional Demon God suddenly appeared. I suspect he is the Demon King of the previous generation, the chosen one of destiny in the demon realm."

Barr's voice, unusually, had lost its mockery and gained a kind of silence that had endured many years.

"After the fall of the Lord of Nothingness, the fortune was dispersed, which led to the later era of the rise of demons."

"That Emotional Demon is one of the best among them. His rise was too fast, abnormally fast, as if... as if the whole world was helping him."

"Then he died."

Chen Guan ignored the details of the story and went straight to the point: "How did he die?"

"I don't know. Also, don't interrupt Lord Baal's recollection. Don't you know the old man has a bad memory?"

"Overnight, all of His aura vanished, and His authority shattered and scattered. That's how you found the fragment. The Emotional Demon of later generations probably picked up a fragment left behind by the Emotional Demon God, which led him down this path."

"And Lord Baal, it was only after His death that He truly began to be invincible." His voice finally carried a hint of undisguised pride.

Chen Guan thought about it for a while and felt a headache coming on.

Why are the things of these older generations so complicated? And everyone is shrouded in mystery; even old Bal doesn't know about those things from so long ago.

Bal doesn't pay attention to small things, and he can't remember big things. This is the problem Chen Guan is facing now.

On the other side, the system's voice continued, adding more information to Chen Guan's already chaotic brain.

"Boss, about that ancient bloodline, it was actually a newbie gift package that the main system gave away when I created this alternate account." The system sounded excited, like it was showing off a treasure.

Chen Guan pressed hard on his throbbing brow and urged, "Speak like a human being."

"The main system glitched slightly at the time, and it automatically selected the hidden benefit of 'optimal identity and background selection'," the system explained matter-of-factly. "This is a kind of bug fix; it was purely lucky."

Good luck?

Chen Guan never believed in luck. As the saying goes, every gift that fate bestows has already had a price tag attached in secret.

He didn't want to end up like Marie Antoinette, who only realized that good fortune wouldn't always be on her side when she was on the guillotine.

He has never believed in luck, especially after experiencing so many things, he no longer believes in so-called luck.

However, Chen Guan didn't want to ask the system any more questions. He had figured out that the system was not as useful as Baal.

……

A week later.

Chen Guan and the others embarked on their journey back to school.

"Get ready quickly, the new students are coming tomorrow."

As soon as he got off the plane, Situ Ming's new task came crashing down on him, and Chen Guan immediately felt a chill in his heart, colder than the snowstorm in the North.

An Changqing checked the time and exclaimed in surprise, "The start of the school year has actually been moved up this year?"

An Changqing stared at the schedule on the screen, swiped his finger twice, and added, "If I remember correctly, it is indeed a full half month in advance."

Long Ao put one hand in his pocket and kicked an empty soda can off the roadside with a loud bang.

"Who cares how many days earlier, we still have to go to class anyway."

Chen Guan pulled half a cookie from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed expressionlessly: "Do they pay wages for welcoming new students?"

An Changqing turned his head helplessly: "No, it's voluntary labor."

Chen Guan swallowed the dry biscuit, skipping even the last bit of chewing, and announced directly, "I have a feeling I'm going to get sick tomorrow and need to stay in bed for half a month."

Su Yuehe was amused by his serious demeanor and followed behind him, covering her mouth.

"Chen Guan, Professor Situ said that anyone who asks for leave will have ten credits deducted."

Chen Guan's face fell; he was going to report someone for abusing their power.

The leopard circled around his feet, tilted its head back, and rubbed its furry head against his trouser leg: "Hungry."

Helpless, Chen Guan tossed over another demon core. With the Gold-Devouring Leopard around, he was becoming increasingly impoverished.