Countdown to Death, My System Is an Intern

Other people's systems: cold, powerful, and omnipotent. My system: "Host, you will die in 10 seconds... Sorry, I pressed the wrong button." She gave me the wrong dungeon information, sent out the wrong rewards, and was even more cowardly than me in front of zombies. I said, can you be more professional? She cried: "If you scold me again, I will blow myself up." I shut up. Later the main system wanted to format her. I pulled out the fruit knife: "Who dares to touch my system?" Do you know what I used to do? Game planning. The kind that specifically looks for bugs. Unlimited streaming system streaming anti-routine female intern PS: The system has a female protagonist, so if you don't abuse the protagonist, it will be fun to the end. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.