The fortune teller back then told me, "One general's success is built on ten thousand bones," but I didn't believe him. I came to Florida just to do three things: buy an AK, get a shotgun, make it big and strong, and create glory again! Thanks for the invite—crossing the street, forgot to look for cars, and now I'm already in the Northern Song!

System: I've got a road in the Great Song, I think you've got some talent, I'm planning to entrust it to you! Zhang Cheng: You want me to work for you? Whether I do it or not, you gotta pay me—no less than a single cent!

System: I'm sending you to restore the Yan Yun Sixteen Prefectures—you're either stirring up wind or bringing rain, and it's been two years—you're still suing Bao Zheng in court? Zhang Cheng: And you still say I'm a jinx? I came here and it's all your fault—Bao Zheng wants to execute me now!

System: Hurry over next door and fetch Lu Yan!