Good Guy Uncle

"And you said this was a good item. It can't do this, it can't do that. What in the world is it for, then?" Bao'er lifted her lips in a slight sneer as she spoke.

"Can't do what? I'm offering you a true god item that can foretell the future, but all you want is to read comics and win the lottery," Empty God muttered bitterly. "The item itself is its own benefit. You can predict what is going to happen in a certain place in the future."

"That has nothing to do with me. If it doesn't let me get lots of delicious food and great-looking clothes, then it is useless to me." Bao'er was no longer interested. She returned to playing on the Star Fruit, swinging her body around it. She no longer wanted to talk about it.

This conversation was making Empty God feel terrible. The mirror was the treasure he most cherished, but Bao'er had made it sound like a piece of worthless junk. It annoyed him, and he couldn't accept it.