On the drive to Pei Nanman's villa, Qin Ze took over the wheel. Inside Su Yu's beautiful designer handbag lay a washed Wooden Top.
Being able to lie quietly inside a bag worth six figures made it a "successful figure" among tops.
"You're giving this thing to Sister Man? Aren't you afraid she'll beat you up?" Su Yu couldn't figure out what he was trying to do.
"Bullshit. Sister Man can't beat me." Qin Ze retorted.
"The point is, she'll be angry, right?"
"I'm not sure either. I'm testing whether that low-grade guide is really based on reality."
"What do you mean?" Su Yu asked.
But Qin Ze refused to speak to her and offered no explanation.
He had only just successfully won over Sister Man last night, and they had successfully done the deed. Today was Sister Man's birthday. He could sense the system's deep malice.
Besides, he needed to further confirm the nature of that game.
Human patterns of thought weren't hard to grasp. With enough data, I could even simulate the universe!
That was what the crappy system had said.
As a system, it might have been a little crappy, but its computing power was its foundation in the world of systems. That was probably reliable.
If what the system said was true, then it was amazing. This wasn't a game at all—it was clearly a girl-conquering assistant.
My imperial harem of three palaces, six courts, and seventy-two concubines!
The thought alone was rather thrilling.
There was something else that bothered him greatly. If the system wasn't lying, then little Xu Yue was far too improper.
I won her over in only forty seconds!
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became!
That girl was a little introverted and shy, and she had a