“How many buns? Do you know how many this little girl ate?”
“Go, go, Go! Where did this brat come from? Scram to the side!”
The NPC who sold the buns roared at the two “Little brats”with a fierce expression as he chased Meng Xingchen away.
Meng Xingchen’s expression changed slightly, but he did not get angry. He only replied indifferently, “3,885!”
“What?”The NPC was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. He knew that Meng Xingchen was talking about the amount of steamed buns that little girl had eaten.
He couldn’t remember, either. He could only glance at the data recorded by the system. When he did, his face couldn’t help but change slightly. “How do you know?”
3,885. Not one more, not one less!
Meng Xingchen let out a light snort. He smiled, but didn’t reply.
Since he was a system main god, there was nothing in this world that he did not know.