Zhang Jing's decision was indeed impulsive, a gamble, and he believed his cheat system wouldn't betray him.
Most importantly, Zhang Jing trusted 'Undying' and Aigis; they were both working hard and wouldn't disappoint their benefactor.
Especially 'Undying,' perhaps because it had been dead for a while, ran with great effort and a strong competitive spirit, as if deliberately slapping its former owner in the face.
"Shibasaki," Dateji Mei instructed his lackey, "have someone come and draft the contract."
"I'll write the contract for you, I'm a professional." Zhou Mansha, who had been watching the commotion from the sidelines, walked over in high heels and struck up a conversation.
"Aren't you a model?" Zhang Jing asked.
“Before becoming a model, I worked as a secretary at the Guo's Mic
