The System scowled. "My little undies are so torn now they barely cover the important bits."
'Damn it, whose System is this? It's so crude!'
Seeing the tears welling up in the System's big, dark eyes, Wu Yue's cat-mom instincts flared up. On a sudden whim, she instantly transferred 50 Golden Powder Points into the System's spending points account.
"Lucky System, your host has sent you 50 spending points. Feel free to visit the System Mall and spend them any time!"
The System was stunned. He remembered the last time he'd heard this voice—it was the cold, mechanical tone of rejection he got when he couldn't afford to buy shorts, a stark contrast to the sweet voice he was hearing now.
'So it's not just people who are materialistic these days,' he thought. 'Even Systems are this superficial?'
