When I woke up, I became a fake person.
"Guide to Identifying Pseudo-humans" is playing on a loop on the TV.
After comparing all the characteristics, I breathed a sigh of relief - at least in this weird world, I became a "predator" rather than a "prey".
Until the neighbor's uncle knocked on the door to borrow a wrench, and said mysteriously during small talk:
"Do you know why dummies are more expensive than gold?"
I forced myself to calm down: "Why?"
He showed a weird smile that was mixed with greed and absurdity, and lowered his voice:
"It can aphrodisiac."
Me: "..."
What? My amulet suddenly turned into a sky-high price tonic that everyone in the world wants to drink!
——Wait, I think I still have a system? Can it be cut into different forms?
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I shouldn't be looking at this, it's a waste of time
After arriving in the Steel City, it seemed like I was writing whatever I dreamed about. One thing would disappear in the middle of writing, and the left and right brains would fight each other repeatedly in one chapter.
I shouldn't be looking at this, it's a waste of time
After arriving in the Steel City, it seemed like I was writing whatever I dreamed about. One thing would disappear in the middle of writing, and the left and right brains would fight each other repeatedly in one chapter.