Xu Wenwan threw herself into her covers and started crying, feeling utterly wronged.
She felt so pitiful, so wronged.
She had to be the unluckiest heroine in the history of book transmigration.
Her cheat ability was the worst one imaginable, too.
'What is this crap?'
It was useless when it mattered most. She'd spent thirty points, and Gu Jiaojiao hadn't lost a single hair.
She had rushed back in a panic and called for the system for what felt like an eternity, but it hadn't shown up.
The more she thought about it, the more her tears flowed uncontrollably.
The system was hiding in her sea of consciousness.
'If it were a person, it would have sighed.'
It had traversed so many minor worlds and completed countless missions, but this was the first time it had ever felt so defeated.
Not a single one of her missions had gone smoothly.
The host's luck was also steadily declining with every failed mission.
'It was full of regrets, too!'
