The system's reply was flawless. It stated:
[The system has calculated a divination for the Host using scientific data.]
It was an impeccable explanation.
Shen Lang was speechless. 'Damn it, that's just perfect.'
Although she was fuming inwardly, Shen Huoshui was not one to be ruled by her emotions. She immediately snapped out of it, raising an eyebrow with a smile.
"How about a little welcome gift? You could, say, put a baby in my belly?"
[Please do not engage in wishful thinking, Host.]
"Well, don't you want to complete your mission sooner, my dear System...?" she cooed, her voice sultry and seductive.
The moment she said this, the system sent a rapid-fire series of prompts:
[Please specify the Host's criteria for child selection: male/female, fat/thin, attractive/unattractive, tall/short, skin color, eye size, nose bridge height, lip color, sexual orientation...]
Shen Lang was at a loss for words. 'What is all this nonsense?'
"Do you have a fake baby?"
