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8 It can, can kill ten thousand of me in seconds!

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Fran came out of the kitchen with Under the Snow.

Under the snow, she seemed to be sleeping on her own bed.

She quickly stopped him.

"Brat, go take a shower.”

"Rolling and crawling on the ground, you want to go to bed to sleep? Are you crazy?”

Fran had been with Lewell for a long time.

It had to be said that he was more or less affected.

Under the snow, she looked at her dusty body.

He scratched his head awkwardly.

When she wanted to take a shower, she realized that she didn't have any suitable clothes to wear.

Helplessly, he could only borrow Fran's help.

"Hey, Fran."

Fran lay on the bed with a satisfied expression.

When he heard the little ghost calling him, he turned around to look.

"I don't have any clothes to change into. Fran, can you lend me a shirt?”

Under the Snow looked at Fran innocently.

It seemed that no matter what, he had to lend her a set of clothes today.

Fran thought of the only three or four sets of clothes in his wardrobe.

He said unwillingly,

"I'm taller than you. If I lend you a shirt, I can wear it as a skirt.”

"No need for pants."

Fran said as he flipped his body like a tiger.

She instantly jumped up from the bed.

He went to his wardrobe and looked at the few clothes in front of him.

After a thousand selections, he took out the shirt that he thought was the oldest.

In desperation, she threw the shirt under the snow.

"This is the only time. Next time, get yourself some clothes.”

"I don't care if you steal or rob.”

"If you don't have any clothes next time, you can go around naked with your little friends.”

Fran's heartache became more and more obvious.

Under the Snow looked at the petty Fran.

She muttered,"What a small scale. Isn't it just a piece of clothing?" Do you have to do that!"

Fran, who was lying back on the bed, snorted.

"Yes! Little brat, what are you mumbling about over there?”

Under the snow, he felt a chill on his back and laughed,"

"Nothing, nothing. I'm going to take a shower."

....

It was night! Uh, there was no night.

After taking a shower, she lay on the bed under the snow and thought about something.

It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, but that he couldn't sleep.

There was a man beside her, Fran.

This made her feel especially awkward sleeping with a grown man.

This was really the first time a pig had climbed a tree.

Forget it, he would just take a shower and come out.

This fellow had already fallen asleep, and the sound of his sleep was especially loud.

It was like thunder. How could he sleep like this?!

Under the Snow said to herself," Enter the system."

In front of his eyes, the screen changed.

[Name: Under the Snow]

[World: Attacking Giants]

Constitution: 0.2

[Spiritual Power: 20]

[Skill: (System's own) Eye of Investigation, Craftsmanship Level 10 (max level)]

[Item: Myriad Manifestations Umbrella, Craftsmanship]

He looked at the few pieces of data and items in front of him.

What was the use of the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella?

"System, can you talk to me?”

Under the Snow asked tentatively, wondering if the system had any hints or missions.

If not, that would be a huge headache.

It was just a game with some simple things.

There were no hints at all.

He still had to fumble around on his own. What was the point of playing?!

Fortunately, the system did not disappoint him.

Ding dong.

The virtual data space rang.

Needless to say, this space was quite realistic.

He was in a transparent simulation grid world.

The model of the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella floated inside.

As for Craftsmanship, it was presented in the form of a book.

A dog-head pattern instantly lit up.

Did this mean that the system was online?!

As expected, the dog-head-like pattern made a sound.

"Welcome, host. If you have any questions, I can answer them one by one.”

There was no emotion in his voice.

Everything was so formalized and digitized.

However, none of this was important. As long as the system had a voice, it would be fine.

"Uh, what I want to say is, what use does this Myriad Manifestations Umbrella have? Can you explain it to me?”

Ding!

"The Myriad Manifestations Umbrella is a weapon for unspecialized players. It has many skills and weapon forms.”

.......

Under the snow, the crow flew over his head with a series of punctuations.

"No, you're gone just like that."

Under the Snow sighed. Alright, one question for one answer.

He still needed to ask a deeper question.

Otherwise, explanations would always be so light.

What he said was all nonsense.

"Then can I use the skills of the unspecialized class?”

Ding dong.

"Yes, but the host needs to use stamina points to exchange for skills. Other than the fact that he didn't need to exchange for the form switch at the beginning.”

"All the other skills need to be exchanged.”

The corner of Under the Snow's mouth twitched when she heard this.

Isn't this equivalent to giving me a piece of scrap metal at the beginning of the game?

Other than changing forms, what else was good about it?

Damn system, you're messing with me!

Ding!

"The system has detected the dissatisfaction in the host's heart.”

"Most of the attacking giants are ordinary people. It's just a form switch."

"As long as you don't encounter soldiers with automatic 3D devices, you can do whatever you want.”

"In the form of a gun, basically no one can hurt the host.”

Hearing the system's explanation, Under the Snow felt much better.

That's true. Don't look at those people flying around with automatic 3D devices.

I can't meet him now.

Underneath the Snow's confidence instantly increased, and his heart swelled.

She asked in a crazy manner.

"Then how many chances do I have against Liweir now?!”

As soon as Under the Snow said this, the system's dog head image appeared. A drop of sweat visible to the naked eye appeared on the dog's head.

Ding!

"Instant kill!"

Under the Snow laughed out loud.

"Really? I can instantly kill Liweir with just my cannon form.”

Ding dong.

"Host, don't misunderstand. It's the other way around.”

"With Eliwell's peak condition, there are more than ten thousand people who can beat trash like you!”

The laughter under the snow stopped.

"One! You can kill ten thousand of me in seconds."

Under the Snow was instantly dumbfounded. The number of people was so huge that it was almost impossible to kill them.

This stupid system must be lying to me!!

Yes, he must be lying to me.

Under the Snow had a crying expression on her face.

This was too exaggerated! Ten thousand!

...

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