Ming Ge couldn't stand her ghostly appearance any longer.
Makeup remover, facial cleanser—she washed her face three times thoroughly.
Only then did her true appearance emerge.
The girl in the mirror—
Thick black curls hanging over her shoulders, lashes long and curled like tiny fans flickering, skin pale and smooth, lips a rosy peach color, eyes glistening like stars—saying she was breathtakingly beautiful was no exaggeration.
Most importantly, that face bore not a single flaw, none of the grotesque scars left by sulfuric acid burns that came later.
This was her at 20...
As beautiful as ever.
Ming Ge pinched her own face.
Ouch!
[It's real.] The System confirmed, [Host, you're not dreaming, you've been reborn.]
Ming Ge rolled her eyes at it and then said cheerily while cradling her lovely face, "I know. I just wanted to make sure this gorgeous girl is really me!"
The System: [...]
Silly host, you've had enough.
...
Ming Ge drew a bath with hot water, sprinkled in some essential oils, casually tied up her hair, and comfortably settled in.
She scooped some water onto her arm and called out, "Little Xingxing."
[Who is Little Xingxing?] The System was a bit puzzled—there was no one else here.
"Oh, it's you~" Ming Ge squinted and smiled, replying lightly and rapidly.
The System: [...]
I am not, I don't, nobody calls me Little Xingxing.
[Stupid host, please don't arbitrarily name the magnificent System.] The System protested expressionlessly, rejecting the nickname Little Xingxing.
"Oh." Ming Ge tilted her head, pondering carefully with her makeup-free face flushed from the steam, and complied with its wish, giving it a new nickname, "Sonny."
The System: [...]
Fuck! Your! Mother's! Son!
Little Xingxing was better!
Flip the table(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻!!
Ming Ge, however, seemed addicted to calling out, "Sonny, tell me more about this Star Cultivation System, and what's the deal with the Skill Card in the newbie gift package."
[...]Please, stupid host, change my name first.
After persistence, negotiation, concessions, and compromise, the System accepted the name Little Xingxing.
However, what Ming Ge called it depended entirely on her mood.
When in a good mood, she called it Little Xingxing.
When in a bad mood...
Heh.
At the moment, Ming Ge was soaking in the bath, humming a tune in high spirits and asked, "Little Xingxing, explain to me what the Skill Card is all about."
Just last night, this entity claiming to be the Star Cultivation System, chimed at the last second of a countdown beside Ming Ge's ear.
[Your newbie gift package has been delivered!]