What did it feel like to be electrocuted to the point of dancing?
Mag felt like he could win a dance competition if he had some background music!
"F*ck you, system!"
Mag's face was charred black as he stood in front of his restaurant. He touched the new afro that he had just been given by the system, and a burst of crackling electricity erupted, making him instantly withdraw his hand. Despite that, his fingertips were still a little numb.
A few holes had also been burned into his chef's suit due to the excessively powerful electric currents, and the acrid smell of something burning wafted throughout the restaurant.
"Please do not verbally abuse the system!" The system's serious voice sounded.
"F*ck you! F*ck you!"
