"So... the draws will only get worse from now on?!"
[The host is advised to have a little more faith in his own luck. Anything produced by the system is guaranteed quality.]
Su Zhou: (눈‸눈)
I actually fell for your bullshit!
To be fair, though, the things he drew from the system were all pretty good from a certain perspective.
It was just that sometimes it gave him nerfed versions and the like...
But Su Zhou had no other choice. After all, this was the only system he had.
What else could he do? Keep drawing!
"System, ten draws on the equipment wheel!"
Whirrr~~~
Accompanied by cheap sound effects, the little equipment wheel began spinning.
Half a minute later, a huge pile of equipment appeared out of thin air on Su Zhou as he lay in bed!
There were the Scarlet Witch's pink stockings, Black Widow's black stockings, and stockings belonging to all sorts of other female superheroes.
Eight pairs in total, in all kinds of styles. There was even a pair of thick stockings belonging to Supergirl, the shame of Krypton from the DC universe.
Only a sheathed katana and an ordinary silver ring landed on Su Zhou's face.
Those two pieces of equipment were the biggest gains from this ten-pull!
[Spatial ring: How can you call it transmigration without a spatial ring?!] [Adamantium Blade: Its primary material is Wolverine's claws from a parallel universe. Hurts like hell when you slash someone!]
Su Zhou rubbed his nose where they had hit him. Even with his enhanced body,
his nose was still a vulnerable part of the human body. Although the impact hadn't given him a nosebleed,
it still stung, and he instinctively sniffed.
He tried the spatial ring on every finger before putting it on his left pinky.
Then he pushed aside the jumble of stockings covering him and rolled up into a sitting position.
He picked up the Adamantium Blade he had drawn and examined it closely, a gleam of satisfaction flashing in his eyes!
It felt heavy in his hand and had the classic shape of a katana.
It wasn't very long, though. Even including the red hilt, it was only about seventy centimeters long.
He drew it from its sheath. The silvery-white blade gleamed in the moonlight like a pool of clear autumn water.
There wasn't a single flaw anywhere on the blade, not even a trace of polishing!
The sheath also had an adjustable black shoulder strap. The more Su Zhou looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
Su Zhou: (*ﾟﾛﾟ)!!
Could this be Deadpool's weapon from some universe?
He gripped the sword and tried a slash. [Basic Blade Technique], combined with the effects of his physical enhancement,
made his swings look easy and fluid, even though the katana weighed nearly ten kilograms.
After a few experimental swings, Su Zhou turned his attention to the chair in front of his bed.
Several flashes of steel swept past. As though it had encountered no resistance at all, the Adamantium Blade
sliced the inexpensive chair into pieces, which fell into a heap on the floor.
Looking at the chair that had now become firewood, Su Zhou nodded in satisfaction.
This sword couldn't have come at a better time!
Even if that ten-pull had given me nothing but this sword, it would have been worth it!
Not to mention the spatial ring, a transmigrator's must-have. The space inside was pretty large, too.
It was at least the size of a large stadium. It could hold two planes without any problem.
As for the eight pairs of stockings he'd drawn... it was only because Su Zhou wasn't a pervert.
Otherwise, to people with strange fetishes, those stockings would be priceless treasures too.
Take a tub of bathwater, for instance. To an ordinary person, it might just be something that belonged down the drain.
But if it belonged to a certain basketball superstar, it became a premium vintage!
Not all eight pairs were merely decorative, intimate hosiery. Take Supergirl's pair, for example.
They were fireproof, bulletproof, and stabproof, and could even retain their integrity and elasticity while flying through space.
They resisted both high and low temperatures. Even Superman's Heat Vision couldn't set them on fire.
They were, after all, the most technologically advanced product on all of Krypton. Their quality was guaranteed!
As long as Su Zhou didn't mind, he could even wear these stockings as bulletproof pants!
But as far as Su Zhou was concerned, even if he were shot dead or burned to death, he would never put on those stockings!
Never!
Su Zhou carefully slid the Adamantium Blade back into its sheath, discovering that the seemingly unremarkable leather sheath was a treasure too.
Even that sharp blade couldn't cut the sheath. He had no idea what creature's hide it was made from.
After putting the sword away, Su Zhou looked at the pile of stockings on his bed, feeling a little troubled.
To be honest, he was rather reluctant to throw them away.
Even if he couldn't wear them himself, he'd still drawn them with his Justice Points.
They had at least some commemorative value. Even if someone specifically tried to collect these stockings,
it wouldn't be easy, especially Supergirl's pair, which had considerable research value.
He could toss them to Tony to study later. Maybe Tony could even come up with something new!
Putting his thoughts into action, Su Zhou found two plastic bags under the bed.
He put Supergirl's stockings in one bag and the other eight pairs in the other, then stuffed them into his spatial ring.
Then, hugging his Adamantium Blade and breathing in the strong feminine fragrance on his bed, Su Zhou drifted into sweet dreams.
People, like autumn geese, arrived with word; events, like spring dreams, vanished without a trace!
The next morning, Su Zhou arrived outside Tony's villa in a crisp suit.
With Pepper Potts welcoming him warmly, Su Zhou received a breakfast he hadn't had in a long time.
Two slices of warmed bread, a slice of bacon, and a soft-cooked egg...
"Pepper, I don't mean to complain, but considering Tony's current net worth,
serving a breakfast like this would be very rude back in China. At least give me some jam!"
Holding a knife and fork, Su Zhou looked at Pepper Potts with a troubled expression.
I've been unconscious for so long. I don't want to mistreat my stomach like this!
"Sorry, Su Zhou. I'm not good at cooking, and Tony never eats breakfast anyway.
You know him. Tony pretty much never gets up before noon.
Besides, he never cooks at home either."
Pepper Potts spread her hands helplessly, then took a bottle of juice out of the fridge for Su Zhou.
"There's nothing left to eat in the fridge. Shall I order you a pizza?"
"No need. Please help me get Tony up. I have something to discuss with him."
"All right. Please wait a moment."
Su Zhou set down his knife and finished his breakfast in a few quick bites with his fork.
Then he leisurely sipped his juice, taking a small plastic bag out of his spatial ring and setting it on the table.
After that, he took out his Nokia and enthusiastically started playing Snake.
By the time Tony appeared in his pajamas, rubbing his eyes, Pepper Potts had already left the villa for the office.
As he watched Su Zhou playing Snake out of boredom, he caught an unusual scent in the air!
"Why does my room smell like a woman other than Pepper?!
Wait, Su Zhou, you're a woman?!"