Now, I’ve Thrown Away My Golden Finger

You Buzui once had a golden finger. Like everyone else with a golden finger, she wanted to use it to make a name for herself, climbing step by step until she stood above everyone. But when her "best friend" died right in front of her, You Buzui's reliance on her golden finger had become such a habit that she couldn't save her. After being reborn, You Buzui made a decision. She would never use her golden finger again. Without the divine weapons provided by the System, You Buzui has nothing but a beat-up knife that's about to break. Without the lofty identity fabricated by the System, she's just an employee at a breakfast shop. Without her golden finger to check people's relationships, You Buzui naturally doesn't know... That the person who just came to buy buns from her is one of the people from her previous life who always looked down on her. If she knew, she definitely wouldn't have stepped in to save him when he was in danger. When Ning Shuang sees the fishlike sales clerk from a moment ago cut through every evil spirit with a busted knife, precisely slicing through the necks of all the foreign races in front of her... He freezes, his eyes fixed on her dark, ink-black features. She has no flashy jewelry, no dazzling weapon, no famous title. All she has is an oversized T-shirt bought on sale. She licks the blood from the corner of her mouth. A gust of wind lifts the shirt slightly, revealing her lean waist and countless knife scars. The cursed markings spread across her body like the reflection of flowers on the other shore. "So it was..." "You little punk! You made me miss the 7 p.m. sale at RT-Mart!" Theme: You have to rely on yourself in life. Strive and work hard.