Secondhand Resale

However, Feng Linglang did not expect that Wuma Xiu did not care about these things at all.

He reached out and touched Feng Linglang's head directly.

The hand easily pierced through the surging fear and despair Divine Power surrounding Feng Linglang, clenched its five fingers, and when it came out again, it held a trembling ball of fluorescent light.

Wuma Xiu looked down at the ball of light that had shrunk into a ball in his hand.

"Ha, so it was you who boasted so arrogantly before?"

The Godhood System trembled like a quail in his palm.

There's something off about this person.

It is, after all, a system. When it resides in a host's body, even Deities with superhuman Divine Power would not be able to simply pull it out of the host's body completely.

Moreover, this person can actually transform it from a human form into this small sphere.

"You do..."

Godhood System could finish speaking, Wuma Xiu suddenly clenched his fingers, producing a very faint "crack".

The Godhood System has crashed.

"I've heard enough nonsense. System, it's yours now. We can't keep going like this and getting bullied."

Wuma Xiu casually tossed it into his body.

Inside his body, the system looked at the paralyzed Godhood System had fallen before him.

The system, with its Stickman -thin waist, stepped on the head of the Godhood System.

"You? You actually dared to threaten me before! You even wanted to keep me as your sugar daddy! And give me 30%? With your pathetic little power, where do you get the nerve to be so shameless!"

The system's tone was cold and arrogant.

It stomps, stomps, stomps.

Stickman feet repeatedly crushed the Godhood System's body.

However, since it's Stickman skin, the physical damage is practically zero. After stomping on it for most of the day, the Godhood System was still completely paralyzed, not even trembling much.

After running for a while, the system got tired.

It braced itself on its knees, took a breath, and looked down at its simple Stickman body.

This skin is indeed somewhat inconvenient, its combat effectiveness is questionable, and it completely fails to unleash its full potential.

Let's choose a different one then.

The system raised its head, its gaze falling on the paralyzed Godhood System at its feet.

Perfect timing! There's an ATM right in front of us.

Without saying a word, it snatched all the remaining 90 million System Energy from the Godhood System account.

The speed and efficiency of the action were System Realm, making it a truly free purchase.

The moment the energy arrived, the system opened the System Skin Shop.

A dazzling array of skins scrolled across the panel.

It didn't even glance at the discounted items, and went straight to the top-of-the-line model.

At its peak, it directly used a massive amount of System Energy to buy out the latest skin.

Unfortunately, it failed later. When it traveled back in time for the last time, it didn't have enough energy and had to sell its beloved skin to barely gather enough energy.

Currently, the newly acquired revenue is 90 million.

This amount would be considered a fortune in other systems, but in this case, it's just enough to buy out the latest skin.

As for why a buyout was necessary?

Come on, who wants to wear the same skin as everyone else?

How is it different from mass-produced, low-level robots?

The system pressed the [OK] button that had been tempting it.

A beam of white light poured out from the panel, enveloping the entire panel.

A moment later, the white light dissipated.

The simple matchbox made of just a few lines is gone.

The new skin looks like a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with short, smooth black hair hanging down beside his ears, the ends of which are slightly curled up, giving him a touch of unintentional playfulness.

His eyes were an extremely pale ice blue, with faint patterns of data flowing deep within his pupils.

He wore a short robe interwoven with silver and ice blue, with a thin silver chain belt around his waist, from which a small star-shaped pendant hung.

The system looked down at its hands.

Five fingers, with distinct joints and rounded nails.

He clenched his fist, then released it, a satisfied glint appearing in his icy blue eyes.

Then, the system lifted its foot and, using the silver-white ankle boots that came with the new skin, stomped on the Godhood System again.

This expensive skin comes with attribute bonuses.

The system's original matchstick-like body had a pitiful 1 point in all attributes.

Attack power 1, defense power 1... even the damage from stepping on someone is approximately zero.

Now, this new skin's bonus directly boosts all attributes to 10,000 points, a full ten thousand times.

Therefore, when it stomped down, it directly dealt 9,000 points of critical damage to the paralyzed Godhood System.

The ball of light bounced.

Immediately afterwards, the opponent broke free from the restraints that Wuma Xiu had casually conjured, and returned to his original form.

He was a young man dressed in splendid clothes.

She had long, dark green hair, with a few strands of fine gold thread braided into it.

His eyes were dark green.

His Robe was also dark green, with a wide jade belt of the same color around his waist, exuding the air of an old-fashioned aristocratic system.

The Godhood System opened its eyes, and the first thing it saw was a face that was all too familiar. It tilted its head back, and the figure was reflected in its dark green pupils.

He was momentarily stunned, as if something had struck his core code.

He hadn't seen the other person for a long time.

"Ha, what's the use of turning into human form? I'll just stomp on him..."

The system continued to press, and heaven knows how furious he was when he saw those messages. Although he was down on his luck and not as aloof as before, his most basic principles remained.

Moreover, he hates it most when other people tell him about being kept as a mistress.

"You've really changed. Now, can I die?"

The Godhood System didn't struggle much.

Wuma Xiu's previous action had rendered him incapable of movement.

Now, at most, only his mouth can move.

"Want to die? No way. I just placed Secondhand Resale Service for you. And let me tell you, you're really not worth much. A System Census assessment only netted you 30 million System Energy."

"What? You actually chose to sell me out? Aren't you afraid I'll come after you later?"

The Godhood System raised its head, its dark green pupils dilating.

Competition between systems has always been fierce.

When facing an enemy, they show no mercy and only choose the optimal solution.

--To send the other party back to the drawing board for a complete overhaul.

Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, leaving no future troubles.

Otherwise, what if the other party survives, gets incredibly lucky, makes a comeback, and returns for revenge?

This kind of thing has happened before in the System Realm.

The system casually snapped its fingers, and a mahogany desk and a high-backed chair appeared out of thin air beside it.

He sat down leisurely, crossed his legs, and casually rested the soles of his silver-white ankle boots on the table.

He leaned back in his chair, adopting an arrogant posture.

"You think you're worthy?"