Qin Xiangnuan lay on the desk, opening the system panel—it was filled with various fabrics and the majority of consumables were items like milk, along with so snacks. However, aside from drinking milk, she rarely bought anything else. Sotis she would pamper Taotao, the little atball, by feeding him these snacks.
"System, is there a way to make my bust bigger?"
The system didn’t respond—it wouldn’t, after all, it’s just a shop now.
Qin Xiangnuan sighed. Was it really her fault for not having a bigger bust? She has been poorly nourished since childhood, and besides, with her slender fra, wouldn’t it look even weirder if she had a large chest?
Suddenly, the system beeped.
Qin Xiangnuan lifted her face, and upon seeing the image displayed on the system, her face almost turned green with dismay.
The system had actually given her a response, but the so-called response was an image of a woman’s bra, the kind with thick padding added. If she wore that, even a man would appear to have a bust, but that’s not what she wanted—she wanted sothing natural.
The system beeped again and displayed another item. This ti it was a bottle of dicine with two characters "增胸" (breast enhancent) clearly written on it.
"Is this safe?"
Qin Xiangnuan was indeed hesitant to take it. After all, it was sothing to consu, and what if sothing went wrong? She’d be fine with dying from it, as it’s just one life, but what if she ended up half-dead?
The dicine was quite cheap, one Gold Coin. But then she thought about it—she was the host of the system, and the system surely wouldn’t harm its host. Plus, the system had been with her since she was a child. Even though it now existed in her mind simply as a shop.
So, on that note, the system shouldn’t harm her. Besides, she had been drinking milk from the system for so many years—if the system didn’t want her to live, she would have been bones by now.
"Is it poison-free?" she asked the air.
Suddenly, a crying face appeared on the system panel, seeming quite aggrieved.
Qin Xiangnuan felt like she’d been struck by lightning. Could it be that her system had begun to communicate simple thoughts with her?
She reached out and pressed the button, and sure enough, one Gold Coin was deducted and a bottle of dicine appeared in her hand. Shaking it, it seed more than half full. There were no brand labels—indicating it was an unbranded product—but the usage instructions were written: one pill per day to be taken with boiled water, continue until satisfied.
Oh, continue until satisfied... Qin Xiangnuan felt contemplative about this. Did it an she could achieve basketball-sized breasts if she wished?
Exiting the system interface, she poured herself a glass of water and took out a pill to swallow.
It was tasteless, neither bitter nor sweet, just like a simple dough.
She toyed with the dicine bottle in her hand. She found it hard to believe that in her previous life, Qin Xiangi had grown up similarly, spending countless hours each day embroidering or practicing calligraphy, in exchange for Gold Coins from the system.
She was more inclined to believe that it was the system that gave Qin Xiangi these pills, forcibly altering her body’s genetics until she no longer resembled Hu Li’s daughter.
Qin Xiangi hadn’t died from consuming them, so she should be fine, too.
She opened the door and headed out, her mood sowhat restored. At the mont, Jian Zhiqing was sitting outside on a stone bench, peeling an orange. He skillfully peeled the entire orange, then separated it into segnts and placed them in a small bowl to the side.
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