
My System is Too Messy
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"Where in the world is there a system that draws cards once a month? Where is there a system that rewards mosquito legs for signing in? My dear system, can you please be generous?" Zhao Xuanjun, a cute new time traveler, complained with tears. [Have you met the host now? ]The system responded coldly. After a while. "System, I've exhausted all your card pools. When will the next card pool be released?" Zhao Xuanjun looked forward to it. [It's really difficult for me to be a European Emperor host...] The system looked at the sky. Others' views on Zhao Xuanjun are: "He is just a pretty guy who only knows how to hold thighs! Moreover, Yan Guo is a master at plucking hair!" [So, if the eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, host, you still have the nerve to accuse me of picking? "This is slander! Slander!" Zhao Xuanjun defended desperately. [Who believes it? ]
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