Stars, make a wish.
On my third birthday, my mother bought me a small cake with three crooked candles on it.
The cake was very small, just enough for the two of us to take two bites each. But my mother's eyes were brighter than candles. She squatted in front of the coffee table and carefully placed the cake in front of me with a soft voice.
"Xingchen, make a wish."
I looked at the cake, and then at the paint on my mother's fingers that hadn't been washed off—she was working as an extra on the set again today, and her hands were covered with oil paint.
Before I could open my mouth, a voice suddenly exploded in my head.
[Ding—Little A, the strongest milk baby system, has been activated!
I was stunned.
[The identity of the detected host has been confirmed: Shen Xingchen, male, three years and one day old, 97 centimeters tall and 14.8 Kilograms in weight. System binding successful!
[Analyzing the current living environment of the host...]
[Environmental rating: The water is in dire straits, it is recommended to start the counterattack mode immediately!
I was still holding the plastic fork in my hand, frozen in place. The voice in my head was too clear, as if someone was talking in my ear, but I looked around and saw that it was only my mother and I in the room.
"Stars?" Mom tilted her head and looked at me, "Why are you so stunned? Don't you want to make a wish?"
I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. There is a three-year-old brain living in a three-year-old body. Logically speaking, I should not understand anything, but the moment the system was activated, I suddenly felt that a lot of things were being poured into my brain.
No, to be precise, it was the guy named Little A who was stuffing money into my head.
