The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Chapter 1244 Who is the System?

Tang Tang instinctively squeezed her legs together under the blanket, but the presence of that unseen hand was unmistakably there.

This isn't like Tongbao's style, Tang Tang whispered, "System?"

Why are you calling me like this?

The system's usual voice rang out calmly and without wavering, but it always carried a hint of eeriness.

The light kisses on her shoulder continued, even gradually exploring downwards.

The cold lips were like slowly blooming ice flowers, chilling you to the bone, yet suddenly bringing an illusion of warmth as you left.

"It's too cold," Tang Tang suddenly changed the subject, leaning back slightly and pressing her body tightly against the hanging chair, then looking up.

There was still nothing in sight, but Tang Tang could feel that when she leaned back, her shoulder seemed to brush against soft hair and skin.

Tang Tang heard a low laugh in her ear, and then those faint, cold touches all became as soft and warm as a human touch.

Tang Tang was absolutely certain that he was not Nyarlathotep.

Naya never made any attempt to hide her true intentions; she was so vicious that she almost wanted to turn all her malice into tangible tentacles to entangle Tang Tang.

He definitely doesn't have the time or inclination to cosplay the system.

Therefore, Tang Tang easily deduced a conclusion.

She said calmly, "...Are you the system, or rather, are you the other side of the system?"

【Bingo.】

A deep, magnetic voice rang out calmly, carrying an eerie quality of wanting to laugh but laughing very calmly.

[You guessed it right.]

Tang Tang thought about the usually arrogant system, and then about the somewhat perverted system behind her, and fell silent.

The system was still exploring, and his voice was no longer any of the voices that Tongbao had used before.

The voice at this moment carried a distinctly human quality, yet it was somewhat eerie, sounding like laughter, yet also like no laughter at all, its emotions shifting constantly, giving the impression of being very unstable.

What's the reward if I guess right?

Tang Tang thought for a moment and then suggested, "I don't want the reward anymore, just give me back the Tongbao I just received."

Do you like him a lot?

Tang Tang rolled her eyes.

Then she felt a pair of hands gently touch her face, as if someone was standing behind her, and was with her at that moment.

She looked up, he looked down, and the two gazed at each other from different dimensions.

Because she can't see him.

That's right.

Tang Tang felt her breath approaching, followed by a gentle kiss on her forehead.

We are separated by billions of light-years; you cannot touch me.

Tang Tang wasn't moved by this romantic description for the time being; she just wanted to be serious.

"Then why do you have the right to touch me?"

Ugh, that's so unfair.

The system's other hand was still inside the blanket!

The system was so close to Tang Tang that its presence was so strong that she felt enveloped and the contact was too intimate.

and many more.

Tang Tang's face darkened. "Are you dressed?"

The system suddenly...

Of course, I'm not a pervert.

"You're no better than a pervert now."

Tang Tang chuckled, "Let me explain."

She said, "Either get out of here, or explain yourself clearly... You know I don't have a very good temper."

The system's voice was somewhat indifferent.

You're clearly very good to it.

Tang Tang rolled her eyes. "Who do you think you are, Feng Lan?"

He's acting like he's having a split personality again.

Both of them have some serious illnesses.

What do you want to know?

“You should think about this carefully,” Tang Tang said. “What do you have to explain to me?”

She closed her eyes. "Take your hands out. Didn't you come out to blow-dry my hair?"

Her attitude was quite assertive, almost fearless, while the system itself had clearly not changed.

He simply said,

I'm glad you didn't mistake me for Nyarlathotep.

Then a warm breeze appeared out of nowhere. Tang Tang felt the system's hand withdraw from under the blanket, brushing against her waist, collarbone, and shoulders, before ambiguously lifting her hair and smoothing it out little by little.

Tang Tang comfortably closed her eyes and adjusted to a more lazy and comfortable sitting posture.

Even if you don't use the system anymore, you can still become a hairdresser, a professional stylist. You're pretty good at blow-drying hair and can also give gentle massages.

Tang Tang felt comfortable from his massage and yawned slightly, saying lazily, "Explain, or I'm going to sleep."

Seeing the host taking an inch and then a mile, the system wasn't angry; on the contrary, it was somewhat indulgent.

His attitude was extremely ambiguous from the beginning, but Tang Tang had become very accepting of everything after experiencing the evil god's madness.

Well, how can this not be considered progress?

[I am all the emotions of the system]

The system's voice sounded, carrying an unsettling calm.

Good or bad, calm or mad, kind or destructive... I am the embodiment of all his emotions—I am the missing part of him.

Tang Tang listened and silently opened her eyes, which she had kept closed.

But the system was clearly very calm, and was even still carefully drying Tang Tang's hair, strand by strand, with great patience.

"A collection of all emotions...?" Tang Tang hesitated. "It sounds a bit crazy."

After all, nowadays, most people's most basic requirement for another person is: emotional stability.

This is enough to show just how unstable "emotions" really are.

Standing behind her now is a so-called "collective of emotions," which, according to conventional logic...

【It's just what you think. 】

The system chuckled inexplicably. It was like a sinister male ghost. Although its fingertips were obediently moving through Tang Tang's hair, she inexplicably felt completely enveloped.

It was an indescribable attention, seemingly invisible yet with an overwhelmingly strong presence.

What falls upon you is all that remains of rationality; he has no selfish motives and will act entirely according to your will...

"how about you?"

The system did not respond. Tang Tang only felt a warm breeze blowing through her hair from behind, and after taking away all the water droplets, the system's hand also left.

What kind of answer do you want from me?

An invisible touch landed on her brow, a soft kiss from lips. Tang Tang trembled and instinctively raised her hand, only to find nothing.

Even though there was nothing in front of me, a warm and heavy weight pressed down on me. The well-balanced hanging chair inexplicably began to sway, as if something had pressed down on it.

"and many more--"

Tang Tang could feel a warm and powerful body approaching, then pressing her tightly down and holding her in its arms like a blanket.

It’s ridiculous.

Tang Tang looked over, but there was nothing there.