"I admit I've never been interested in rules or anything like that. I only care about how to get the results I want. As for what methods I use or what trouble they might cause, those have never been my main concern." Loki spread his hands. "After all, I've always possessed the power to ignore the rules."
Little Boy nodded at that. "God of Mischief and Lies, your personality is quite suited to Texas Hold'em. We should play a round sometime when we're free."
"I'm not competing with a hen over laying eggs. Besides, even if I won, you'd suspect me of cheating." As Loki spoke, he opened the refrigerator and found a bottle of beer inside. However, since the city had been without power for some time, the beer had long since warmed to room temperature.
Little Boy held out her hand, and Loki placed the beer in it. When she handed it back, the beer was already giving off a chill, and a layer of tiny droplets covered the glass bottle.
"Cool!" Loki whistled. "Did you just alter this beer's code backstage? It'd be great if I could learn that trick someday. Then I wouldn't have to show my face in dungeons, only to be set by you as a stage boss."
"I wasn't targeting you. It's simply that your power was too strong for this dungeon and required numerical adjustment. Only then could game balance be ensured," The little boy said expressionlessly.
"Balance?" A half-smile appeared on Loki's face. "I'm not the only one in this dungeon with stats off the charts, am I? You ignore that guy who comes with his own cheat code, yet you want to lecture me about balance? Don't tell me you know nothing about Kronos's little schemes behind the scenes."
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