Although the System Mall didn't have as many items as she had anticipated, Yun Sichu was still pleased to see what was available. After all, as long as she kept gossiping, she would earn points. If she worked hard at it, wouldn't she be able to purchase anything in the System Mall?
Hehe, if she used her points to buy items from the mall and then resold them, wouldn't she be on the fast track to wealth?
Following the System's instructions, Yun Sichu navigated the interface and soon saw a vast array of goods. One look, and her eyes lit up. As a top student, she naturally understood the significance of these items.
Look at them: 1nm lithography machines, Optical Brains, stealth fighters, cancer-curing drugs, and even genetic medicines.
Holy cow!
She was absolutely stunned. At this moment, Yun Sichu had to admit that this System was truly powerful—a literal Omnipotent Gossip System! Not only could she earn points easily by gossiping, but she could also purchase so many incredible things.
Yun Sichu rubbed her chin, lost in thought.
According to the laws of novels, the events in this world would revolve around the male and female leads, whose luck was outrageously good. For a small cannon fodder character like her to go up against them would be practically suicidal. But to just obediently hide from them? That was unlikely. By the rules of the genre, cannon fodder existed to set off the protagonists; even if she tried to avoid them, she wouldn't necessarily stay safe. A confrontation with the leads was inevitable sooner or later.
Moreover, Yun Sichu wasn't the type to swallow her pride. She hadn't done anything wrong—why should she be the one to hide?
After thinking it over, she looked at the items again, and an idea suddenly popped into her head.
"System, when I read this novel, I noticed that the level of development in this world is identical to my original world. Most importantly, the countries in this world are just like the ones in my old one, with only slight differences in names. I can map every country here to one back home. Take the country I'm in now, for instance—the Dragon Country is essentially the same as my homeland, whether in terms of population, technology, or social structure."
【The Host is correct. That is indeed the case. The author based the background of this novel on the Host’s original world, so naturally, everything is the same except for the names.】
Good grief, the author had basically copy-pasted reality into a novel!
There was only one downside: the female lead was written as such a "Mary Sue," acting so brain-dead and unreasonable. Yun Sichu had been annoyed by it even while reading—why make the female lead so perfect while everyone else suffered, solely to highlight her existence?
"System, how about I give you a name? It’s a bit impolite to just keep calling you 'System' all the time."
【Alright, thank you, Host! (*￣︶￣)】
So, the System actually had emotions and could even use emoticons? This happy expression was truly a rarity.
"Your full name is the Omnipotent Gossip System, so I'll call you Xiaogua."
【Understood. Xiaogua thanks you, Host. From now on, that shall be my name.】 Inside the system space, the little panda hugged its master—also conjured from energy—and spun around in joy. As a newly born system, it knew that the truly powerful ones all had names. Now that it had one too, did that mean it would grow up to be a legendary system?
Although Yun Sichu didn't know why she could inexplicably feel Xiaogua’s joy, it didn't affect what she had to say next.
"Xiaogua, I've decided. I’m going to turn both you and myself over to the authorities."
【Ah, why has the Host decided to turn both the System and herself in?】
As a system, Xiaogua didn't have any objections to being turned in. Given the current level of technology, nothing could actually threaten it; even if they tried to research it, they wouldn't even be able to detect it. It was simply curious. Based on what it had learned from its predecessors before binding to a host, those who acquired systems usually tried their best to hide them. Its host's decision to voluntarily come forward was quite unexpected.
"Xiaogua, think about it. The items in the System Mall are too high-end. While I could buy one or two to exchange for money, a one-off deal isn't very cost-effective. I could try to set up a lab to study them, but as an individual, my power is just too small."
"It would be different if I handed them over to the state to research. Not only would it allow the country to grow strong, but I’ve also thought about another issue: if I try to do this alone, I might still be unable to escape the influence of the protagonists' 'plot armor.' But if the state gets involved, it's a different story."
"I believe that no matter how strong the protagonists' luck is, it surely can't compete with the power of an entire country. The protagonists are, after all, members of that country. How could one person's luck compare to that of a whole nation? So, with the state taking action, it will definitely suppress their plot armor. Once their luck is no longer effective, they won't be able to stir up trouble anymore, right?"
Xiaogua listened and found her reasoning impeccable. As expected of the host it had chosen—she was sharp.
【The Host is right. It is exactly as you say. Even if the leads' luck is formidable, it cannot possibly exceed that of a country. Which is to say, the state can indeed suppress their luck. Furthermore, if the leads were to set themselves against the state, their luck would be continuously eroded until it vanished entirely. This is because the state is far more important to the survival of a world than any individual. To maintain its own operation, the world naturally knows how to make the necessary trade-offs.】
Hearing the System's confirmation, Yun Sichu became even more certain of her decision to turn herself and the System in. She decided that with the state as her backer, she could just focus on being happy and gossiping. If the fake heiress and her cronies dared to jump around in front of her, she wouldn't even need to lift a finger—they would dig their own graves.