I am bound to the "tear collection system". The more beautiful I cry, the stronger my ability is.
Wearing cannon fodder and white moonlight, he practiced crying scenes against a coffin late at night. When he turned around - the proton group's eyes were blazing, the immortals and demons stretched out their hands at the same time, and the CEO, lawyer, and e-sports god all blocked the way.
The system said: "Collect their sad tears."
But later, Proton turned against my brother, immortals and demons started a war for me, and the real world became even more chaotic.
The system suddenly screamed: "Warning! They don't want you to cry for others... They want you to laugh only for them!"
I held the wet tissue and looked around blankly, only to realize that in this plunder in the name of love, even I had become the prey.
In that case——
"Don't cry," I wiped away my tears and smiled slightly, "I'm quitting this scene."
