The Most Random System

"Ring—"

Soon after, with the sound of a bell, the final evening study session of the semester was officially over.

Bai Bufan and his friends were quite excited, still discussing ideas about getting some food and drinks tonight and having a wild party in the dormitory.

Strictly speaking, even if their phones got confiscated tonight, it wouldn’t matter because they’d be returned tomorrow.

But Lin Li wasn’t a boarding student, so he didn’t feel the same way and simply rode his bike home as usual.

"Zeng Ziang: Sure, see you then. I’ll drive over."

—Opening his phone, Lin Li saw Zeng Ziang’s reply from a few hours ago.

Every month, a matchmaking event takes place at Yizhen Marriage Agency—it’s their regular "membership benefit." As January is about to end, naturally, an event was scheduled for this month at the weekend of the month’s end, just like the previous two months.

Upon hearing the news, Lin Li did what he’d done the past two times—he reached out to a comrade.

Zeng Ziang agreed swiftly.

However, Lin Li felt that Brother Ziang’s agreement was less about wanting to find romance, and more about wanting to catch up with old friends, have some food and drinks, like an afternoon tea.

Arriving at the apartment building, Lin Li didn’t rush home but continued going up.

The old buildings in this neighborhood were only six stories high, so Lin Li quickly reached the unsealed rooftop.

As the saying goes, knowledge is the ladder of human progress. Many students, driven by exam-oriented education, progress step by step until they climb onto the rooftop, taking the last step forward.

Resulting in an elevation of the mind but a downward shift of the physical state.

Of course, Lin Li wasn’t here to attack the ceiling; he had other intentions.

At this hour, the rooftop was deserted, with not even any clothes hanging out to dry, just a few odds and ends.

But it wasn’t silent.

Taking the last step up the stairs, just as his sight went over the concrete railing of the rooftop, a gentle rustling sound arose, like countless feathers trembling in the wind.

In the moonlight, corners of the rooftop—the shadows of an abandoned water tank, rusted clothesline bars, even the gaps in old sofas—had numerous bright eyes turning in unison towards him.

Sparrows, pigeons, a few small gray-brown birds unknown to Lin Li, and three crows resting on the outdoor air unit.

Unlike startled ordinary bird flocks that scatter in a panic or make jarring shrieks, these didn’t flee or squawk upon seeing a human.

Instead, when Lin Li appeared, they unanimously and subtley fluttered their wings, creating a textured rustling sound.

"Coo~"

"Jiujiu!"

"Caw caw~"

Different birds chirped softly.

The three crows on the highest air conditioner unit tilted their heads, their dark eyes sparkling with "wisdom" in the night, making a brief, low growl toward Lin Li.

Two flew over to perch on Lin Li’s shoulders, left and right, while one remained where it was.

"Good evening."

Lin Li lazily greeted them and then materialized some cereal feed, scattering it casually around.

The birds came out of hiding, some pecking at the food on the spot, others grabbing it and flying back to their nests.

"I won’t use my ability to chat with you today; bye-bye, I’m going back to sleep."

Tonight, Lin Li didn’t do much more—he was just here to feed them.

The "Voice of All Things" ability can be charged once every 24 hours, and the maximum charge is only 2, so it can be used quite frequently.

Lin Li had done several tests with it over the last few days.

After all, not using it would be wasteful.

The birds here naturally became "friends" due to this ability.

Like the two crows on his shoulders, even though Lin Li didn’t use his ability, they clearly showed affection, nodding their heads obediently at his words despite not understanding them.

In fact, the crows Bai Bufan saw before evening study were these same ones.

To a certain extent, they’ve become semi-tamed.

The reason one crow didn’t fly over wasn’t because it was aloof.

Most likely, it hadn’t pooped recently.

Birds can’t control their bowel movements effectively, especially when not flying.

Therefore, as soon as Lin Li activated his ability, he repeatedly stressed that they shouldn’t appear above him if they hadn’t defecated recently.

This was why Lin Li met them on the rooftop instead of his home balcony—to avoid bird droppings.

The two crows dared to approach him because, under normal conditions, they wouldn’t defecate multiple times in a short period. It was clear that they had done so recently, so they confidently kept Lin Li free from droppings on his clothes.

As for whether things might get messy... Let’s forego writing out endless repetitions.

But not all birds can establish such a connection.

Some birds simply lack the intelligence and memory capacity; despite the many birds here on the rooftop, most gather more for the expectation of Lin Li, the "talking person," sharing food with them.