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Philly and Vishy both noticed that Ash's expression had suddenly turned extremely strange.

If it could be explained with a pie chart, it would probably be 30% confusion, 30% anger, 30% amusement, plus 10% disdain.

Ash's current mood was like seeing Harvey act upright and polite, or hearing Yin Gula offer a sincere apology. Summed up in one sentence, it was—

You little thing, still pretending in front of me?

Ash was no longer the clueless player he used to be. Since Death Maniac Sword Princess, Black White Witch, and Youlan Weiser were all real people, then this so-called "search event" was actually just selecting lucky artificers to become his teammates/tools. And it was compulsory too—the target couldn't refuse even if they wanted to. Once Ash drew them, they would directly become agents. It was basically no different from a slave market.

Ash could almost see the three imprisoned agents in the display case: "Demon Maid," "Raven Slaughter," and "Chaos Singer." Now, as long as he spent enough Source Crystals, he could take one home and create happiness.

And it was still pretending to be a Game System. You were clearly a forced-labor system!

However, Ash didn't really have any complaints. After all, he wasn't the one doing the labor.

It was just that this hadn't existed yesterday, and now a search event had suddenly appeared. In other words, this Search System wasn't able to ignore distance and forcibly sell people like trafficked piglets. At the very least, Ash needed to trigger the local talent market before it could freeload nearby good-looking, well-built talent into the Card Pool.

But its Card Pool was freeloaded, while if Ash wanted to draw agents, he had to spend real money and Source Crystals!

He now already knew that Source Crystals weren't purely a