I'm 90 years old and the system tells me it's time to create harem

Sam laid on the bed, a smile on his face, the nightmare just now had been thrown behind his head, he was ready for a good sleep.

Then, Sam closed his eyes.

And in the next moment, a vague voice came into his mind.

"Match successful, battle begins..."

In an instant, Sam was shocked to find that he had appeared in the same wasteland where his head had exploded before.

What the fuck!

What's going on?!

What the hell!

Why is it this dream again?

Is this a joke? Can this dream continue like a TV series?

He immediately raised his head, and immediately saw Alexander standing a few meters away. He was shocked and muttered:

"Holy... holy shit, it's this old man again?!"

Alexander turned his head and said curiously after seeing Sam: "Why is it you again?"

Alexander gave a slight smile, raised his fist abruptly, and said: "Great! Let's get started then!"

Instantly, Alexander charged towards him.

Sam was in a panic, and hastily reached out his hand and said: "Old man, please wait, I have something to say..."

Bang!! Bang!!!

...

Two hours later, in Sam's villa.

Most of Sam's family members are psychic, but in the eyes of outsiders, their family is just an ordinary business family.

Those who know the truth about Sam's family are very few.

And today, is the family competition that Sam's family has been continuing for thousands of years. The competition is held every ten years, and the participants are all young descendants who have awakened their special abilities.

And the top ten in the competition can receive the family's key training! 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙚𝙡.𝙤𝙧𝒈

At this moment, on the high platform, a few elderly members of Sam's family were chatting happily.

"Family head, I've heard that a young man has emerged in our family in recent years, demonstrating both exceptional aptitude and talent. Is there truth to this?"

The family head of the Sams laughed heartily while stroking his beard, "Indeed! He is my grandson, Sam, merely twenty years of age, and his overall rating has already reached C+!"

Upon hearing these words, the other elders gasped in surprise, exclaiming:

"Twenty years old? A rating of C+? Such talent is a rarity that comes once in a hundred years!"

Sam's grandfather proudly affirmed, "Indeed! Hence, it's clear the heavens have bestowed their blessings on our family! I can vouch for his abilities..."

Sam's grandfather arrogantly raised his head and boasted, "My grandson, Sam, has already defeated hundreds of Psychics. Among the well-known Psychics of the same tier across all of Australia, my grandson can indeed be called invincible!"

The surrounding elders' eyes lit up instantaneously.

"If this is truly so! The Sam family indeed has a limitless future!"

"The title of 'genius' seems destined for none but Sam!"

"Moreover, a month from now, the Psychics Association will be hosting a martial arts competition. If Sam can secure a place in this competition, our family will become famous!"

Hearing the praises of the crowd, Sam's grandfather, stroking his beard, wore a broad smile.

Having such an outstanding grandson indeed brings honor to him as the family head!

"Alright! Go and fetch Sam!" Sam's grandfather contentedly said, "Let my grandson meet the other elders of our family!"

"Understood!"

However, just as his words came to a close, a disheveled and haggard young man staggered in from the gate.

That young man was none other than Sam.

Upon seeing his current condition, Sam's grandfather abruptly furrowed his brows, stood up, and demanded:

"Sam, what's the matter with you? Why do you look so haggard?!"

Everyone turned to look, astonished. This haggard-looking youth was the unparalleled genius the family head had mentioned?!

Sam, seemingly in a daze, raised his head to look at his grandfather, who sat in the main seat. His lips moved dryly, his complexion pallid.

With a thud, Sam knelt down.

Sam's grandfather was immediately shocked, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Sam looked up in a daze, his face pale, murmuring, "Grandpa, I feel useless... I don't think I'm fit for psychic training..."

The moment these words were spoken, the entire room was stunned.

Sam's grandfather and the surrounding elders quickly stood up, staring in shock at Sam, who knelt there in a daze.

Sam's grandfather's brows furrowed as he quickly approached Sam, looking into his eyes.

Instantly, he felt a jolt in his heart.

He saw at a glance that Sam's confidence was shattered. He had deep doubts about himself, a sign of spiritual deviation!

It should be known that for practitioners, the most important thing is a steadfast spirit.

If the spirit is defeated, one's progress will immediately stagnate, and it could even regress!

However, he was fine just yesterday, how could he suddenly be like this today?

"Sam!" his grandfather urged anxiously, "What happened exactly? Tell me, I'll help you deal with it!"

Sam murmured, "I lost, lost miserably, and to an old man who seems even older than you..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Sam's grandfather was greatly shocked, and all the surrounding elders also showed astonished expressions.

"How is that possible?"

Who could possibly defeat Sam?

You should know that Sam is a once-in-a-hundred-years talent in their family, definitely one of the geniuses!

An old man, who looked even older than him, actually made Sam admit defeat?

This...

How is this possible?

Seeing Sam's dull expression, his grandfather knew that he absolutely couldn't let him be stimulated anymore, so he quickly consoled:

"Sam! You mustn't overthink, victory and defeat are common occurrences in a warrior's life. No matter who defeated you, when we fail, shouldn't we strengthen our will and work harder to come back stronger?"

"And it's just a defeat, it's not a big deal at all!"

"No!" Sam's face showed a grieved expression, and he murmured:

"Not just once, I've been defeated 232 times..."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.

Sam's grandfather's expression froze, and all the elders present were stunned.

"You must be joking!" Sam's grandfather said angrily, "Sam, you can't deceive me! Last night, you were in your villa all the time, don't think I don't know!"

Sam raised his head blankly and said, "I was defeated 232 times... in my dreams..."

"Um..."

In dreams... In dreams...

Sam's grandfather was stunned again, and all the elders around him looked at each other.

With a lost look, Sam said, "At first, when I failed, I thought I was not prepared. But later, I realized it was not that I wasn't prepared, but that my strength was insufficient. I fought with him for two full hours, but it felt like two years had passed."

"At the beginning, he could only defeat me once per minute. But as time went on, he became more and more proficient, and the time shortened. Half a minute, fifteen seconds, ten seconds..."

"Finally, in the end, he could blow my head off in just two seconds!"

Sam raised his head painfully and said, "Can you imagine that? Pop! Pop! Pop! My head exploded like fireworks, and I was powerless..."

Sam's grandfather swallowed and said, "Sam... Sam! You... Don't think too much about it. After all, it's just a dream. It doesn't hurt... It doesn't hurt..."

"It hurts! Who said it doesn't hurt?" Sam turned his head stiffly, tears streaming down his face, and said, "It hurts, a lot. It's like actually dying. Pop! Pop! Pop! My head exploded, just like fireworks..."

Everyone around was stunned.

If what Sam was saying was true, they couldn't even begin to imagine what he had gone through in his dreams.

Just how terrible was the torment he underwent to turn such a confident young man into this state?

Sam raised his head blankly and said, "Indeed, it's better to be a slacker. As for cultivation, I should just give up. Pop, my head exploded... haha..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was horrified. Sam wasn't having some sort of mental breakdown, was he?

Sam was their family's future hope!

How could he have such thoughts?

This can't be!

Absolutely not!

Sam's grandfather was terrified, he quickly comforted Sam, saying, "Kid! You absolutely can't have these thoughts! Stay steady, you must stay steady!"

He quickly raised his head and shouted desperately:

"Quick! Call a psychologist! Call the best psychologist in the world!"

"My grandson cannot be withdrawn!"