Nymph couldn't figure out why, out of nowhere, she'd turned into the COC character sheet she'd just rolled: a frail, albino young girl detective.
The good news was that the cheat skill she'd bribed the KP for with Crazy Thursday was still there, and it was pretty useful, too.
The bad news was that this scenario was an original one the KP had made up, so Nymph had absolutely no idea what was really going on or what personal touches the KP had thrown in.
The even worse news was that her character sheet had only 9 Credit Rating points. Her wallet was cleaner than her face, and she was about to starve to death at home.
Having not a single coin to her name was far more terrifying than any Great Old One.
Nymph: I regret this so much... If only I'd known, I would've raised my Credit Rating to 99 QAQ
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After cracking several strange and major cases in a row, Nymph's detective career was thriving.
People said the mysterious master detective had unfathomable wisdom, able to unravel a case from a thousand miles away without ever leaving home.
Some wanted to learn more about the great detective's approach to solving cases and her reasoning process, but Nymph would only smile without a word, holding her teacup with an air of mystery.
All Nymph could say was: I don't know anything. I'm just a cheater who uses divination to get ahead.
[Acts aloof but is actually a scaredy-cat, cheat-code detective x Loyal assistant who doubts her at first, then becomes a true believer]
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Tips: 1. This is probably a rather unserious detective story.
2. Though the author has done some research, my intelligence is limited, so the cases and methods of solving them are made up on the spot. Please bear with me.
3. Comments on individual chapters are open with no restrictions, so feel free to use them, everyone.
Theme: Fighting crime is everyone's responsibility
Pre-receipt of "Sky Disaster I Fall into a Box" with tape, please collect it OwO Copywriting: New calendar year XXXX. Acid rain, scorching heat, strong winds, extreme cold. The unreasonable and absurd settings, like those in a third-rate novel, hit the heads of the billions of residents of Blue Star. Since then, the word natural disaster has had a completely new definition. It is extremely unfortunate that as an asthma patient, Zhang Chen's survival days are positively correlated with the remaining amount of medicine. It is now the second year after the natural disaster, and the medicines Zhang Chen had previously stored have been exhausted. Perhaps, now that she is gone, her mother will no longer have to work hard to find medicine for herself. In the howling wind, Zhang Chen, who was nestled in his mother's arms, gradually lost his voice. While she was dying, her life form seemed to have undergone some subtle changes. Mom: Huh? Where is my girl? Where is the old girl like me who weighs about a hundred pounds? Zhang Chen: Abba, Abba, Abba... This article is also known as [After landing in a box, I became my mother's golden finger] Tips: 1. The only real heroine in this article is the protagonist's mother (Dagwu). 2. The background of this article is purely fictional and has nothing to do with the real world. 3. Think of adding more.
Hahaha, if Nymph said something about Marxist believers, Matthew would be completely confused.
Ah, "Come to hell with me", my favorite love words
Press your paw, it's hard to say any blessings during the Qingming Festival, may we be safe
Huh? Whose good man's real name is Fulscrew?
Suddenly, it became romantic
Poor Matthew, although, he and Fumei had a close relationship. Hold me in your arms and spin around 360 degrees. You are already very powerful.
Press claw. He was attracted by Fufu's strong desire to survive.
Good-looking (?????????) Finished with flowers
Fumei is shocked, Fumei is frightened, Fumei is wronged