Father Saves Him

"System, did I just transmigrate?" Zhao He looked around with excitement, her gaze falling on the intricately carved nanmu wood double bed. If only there was a high-end rubber mattress, it would be even more comfortable. Wait, what am I thinking? I’ve transmigrated to ancient times—hurry up and look for valuables to bring back to the modern world.

"Yes, Host. Since this is your first time transmigrating into a small world, I’ll now explain the details of your task," the system replied with a fawning tone.

Aren’t systems in novels always cold, ruthless, and ready to wipe you out at a moment’s notice? The one I got seems a little off, Zhao He silently complained.

"As a money-making system, my task is simple: just find items with emotional value," the system said, sounding almost excited.

"Find things? No need to win over the male lead? No need to infuriate the female supporting character? No need to squander wildly and reach the peak of life?" Zhao He was incredulous. This system—could it be defective? It’s nothing like what’s described in the novels.

"Then how do I make money? I only agreed to bind with you because you said doing tasks would earn me money." After all, I’m a broke loser desperate to make some cash.

"Host, each item’s emotional value can be exchanged for emotional coins in the system. Emotional coins can be converted into the currency of your current world. See? Isn’t it simple? You’ll be rich in no time!" If the system had a face, it would surely be wearing a sm