CFSMS -Chapter 137 When the System Learned Bundled Sales

In the end, the battle was still won by Boss Cui—but he wasn’t happy about it at all.

That song played again: “A broken heart is like shards of glass…”

Lin Shuang ultimately failed to stage a complete comeback.

“Junior Sister, don’t be sad. You already did very well,” said her senior brother again, leaning over with words of comfort, though the joy in his eyes was unmistakable.

He was very happy about Lin Shuang’s defeat.

“Senior Brother…” Lin Shuang looked at him, her tone icy.

In the sect, many people found Lin Shuang difficult to get along with. But her senior brother wasn’t afraid—even when she treated him coldly, he kept approaching her persistently. That, to him, made him special.

“What is it, Junior Sister?” he replied attentively, ready to receive her emotional gratitude.

“Please don’t talk to me. I have germophobia,” Lin Shuang said very seriously.

She even slightly drew her sword.

As everyone knew, people with severe cleanliness obsessions could do unpredictable things when triggered, and Lin Shuang’s killing intent was almost tangible.

The senior brother—whose only strong point was his sharp tongue—immediately changed expression, going red and white in turns.

“Lin Shuang, who do you think you are? If it weren’t for me, do you think you could’ve even participated in this tournament?”

“You act all noble every day—I think you’re just a rotten—”

Before he could finish, something smashed into his mouth.

Lu Wu looked at the spirit fruit that had fallen to the ground and felt it was a waste.

Throwing away a fragrant spirit fruit just to hit a foul-mouthed person—what a loss.

“You stinking woman, you dare hit me!” the senior brother exploded.

Seeing that his attacker was also a woman, he immediately started cursing.

But Lu Wu wasn’t Lin Shuang.

Just as “Lu Wu” rolled up her sleeves and prepared to argue for three hundred rounds, something else fell from the sky.

Bang!

A stone the size of a fist hit his head, producing a crisp impact sound.

A visible red swelling appeared instantly.

“Which one of you—”

Smack!

A rotten egg hit his mouth. The shell cracked against his teeth, and the foul liquid spilled inside. Because he was still speaking, it went straight into his mouth.

“Ugh—”

He vomited.

Then more things started raining down from above—one after another—until he could no longer even stand upright.

He was completely crushed under the weight of “life’s burdens.”

This wave of “divine justice from the sky” was perfectly coordinated, and many of the attackers were familiar faces to Lu Wu.

Her customers really were warm-hearted.

“Oh my, why did this person fall? Do you know what happened?”

A girl stood beside him, lightly kicking at him, smiling as she asked the crowd.

“No idea. He probably fell on his own.”

“How can someone fall on such flat ground? Must be an idiot.”

One voice after another, all blatantly lying.

In short: everyone was innocent, and there was a victim—but no suspects.

Buried under trash, the senior brother couldn’t get up. Hearing this, he coughed up blood in rage.

“Move aside, who knows if he has some dirty disease?”

“Let’s go, let’s go!”

The crowd scattered, leaving the half-dead man struggling in the aftermath.

As for his cries for help, the signal must have been faulty—no one received it.

Seeing this satisfying scene, Lin Shuang visibly relaxed. She clasped her fists toward Lu Wu from afar through the crowd to express gratitude.

Lu Wu gave her a wink in return.

We’re sisters—no big deal.

The senior brother was then disposed of as “non-recyclable waste” by the staff.

Over the next two days, Lu Wu received no system notifications. She had planned to slack off, but her “tool people” didn’t allow it.

They took turns dragging her out every day to watch the tournament.

When Qin Zhan ended up taking second place, Lu Wu looked at the first-place winner, Jiang Yunhe, and strongly suspected there was corruption.

She had clearly heard something last night.

The two of them privately negotiated who would be first.

When they couldn’t agree, they decided to settle it by rock-paper-scissors. Jiang Yunhe lost, so he became first.

Qin Zhan, who proudly secured second place, was very satisfied with his result.

His master had said that as long as he made top three, it would be acceptable—so second place should make him happy, right?

He turned around—and saw his master, Daoist Tianfeng, glaring so hard his beard trembled.

He had bragged that his disciple would take first place. Now he had been slapped in the face.

His face hurt.

So after the tournament ended, Qin Zhan’s butt hurt instead.

When Qin Zhan came to Lu Wu asking if she had any food that could cure butt pain, she kindly provided him with a few boiled eggs.

“Gently… gently… it still hurts…”

“Bad boy… it’s all because of you… you don’t even know how to care about me…”

The voice was soft and tender, mixed with Qin Zhan’s occasional muffled groans.

Lu Wu stared at the tightly closed door and seriously suspected that Qin Zhan and Jiang Yunhe were using her room to do something “very difficult to describe.”

The Tianjiao Tournament ended smoothly, and the ranking of major sects was reshuffled once again.

Some spectators who had come specifically for the tournament prepared to head home. Lu Wu had the same idea.

She hadn’t gone back home in a long time—she missed it.

But before that, she opened the system.

“Destiny is mine—gacha start.”

After cleansing herself and burning incense for good luck, Lu Wu pressed the button.

It spun and spun, and a gift box exploded in front of her.

[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained the secret recipe for Krabby Patty from Mr. Krabs.]

Hmm… this wasn’t quite what she had wished for.

Lu Wu looked at the recipe, eyes drifting toward the delicious-looking image.

Mr. Krabs might not have come, but his burger did.

During her time in Yuanhai City, Lu Wu had received many gifts.

Among them, the grand gift sent through City Lord Dan and passed via Dan Hanzhi was especially eye-opening.

Had she ever seen a pearl bigger than a head that emitted rainbow light? Or a conch shell that could produce the sound of the Great Dao? She had.

As a return gift, she gave them plenty of pancakes.

After packing her luggage, Lu Wu was about to say goodbye to her new friends when the system suddenly made its presence known.

[Ding! New mission issued.]

[Mission: Sell 500 portions of smelly snail rice noodles and delicious crab roe burgers within 7 days.]

[Location: Yuanhai Beach]

[Time: 11:00 AM – 3:00 PM]

No problem with the time—but there was a problem with the system’s reminder.

[Dear Host, only when both snail noodles and crab roe burgers are purchased together will it count toward mission progress.]

Oh, you think so, huh?

So the system has learned bundling sales now?!

And it’s bundling her rewards, no less.

The system had become stingy. This was a heavy blow to Lu Wu.

She protested.

“Change systems! I want a new system!”

[This system exists solely to serve the host. Please do not slander it.]

This time, the system didn’t stay silent—it bravely fought back.

Lu Wu thought back carefully to her previous wishes: she wanted crab burgers, and she wanted to stay in Yuanhai City to watch the fun.

Hmm…

It seemed like all of them had been fulfilled.

“You’re still saying you’re not a wish-granting system? I love you, System!”

Lu Wu instantly brightened and generously forgave it.

Classic Lu Wu face-change.

“Change host! This system demands a new host!”