The Hired Professional(?)Mess Cleaner HPMC

On the way back from buying chicken skewers, a certain system very naughtily scared the sh*t out of Wen KeLi before striking up a conversation with her. Thank god she didn’t have a weak heart otherwise the system could only have a conversation with a dead body.
Interview:
Wen KeLi: To be honest, you didn’t give me much of a choice. It was like Ooo little girl, you either do this or you gonna die tomorrow (΄◉◞౪◟◉｀) *cackles evilly*
System: Huh no, I don’t know what your talking about. (Starry look of innocence) ◉‿◉
Wen KeLi: ...You’re letting your scheming face slip out. Don’t scare the children, here let me help you shove it back in. (Lifting virtual fists)
System: ∑(ﾟДﾟ)∑(ﾟДﾟ) How could you do this to me~ (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)
Wen KeLi: To the children out there, I do NOT recommend this as a job. Being a transmigrator sucks. There’s no consistency, no overtime pay, no vacation. I don’t know if it’s like that for everyone or if it’s just because my system sucks. I suspect he’s withholding a lot of benefits from me.
System: Gasp how could you say that, I’m an honest system ◉‿◉
Wen KeLi:...
Thus Wen KeLi started on her transmigration journey. Heroically, she plunges head first into melee battles in order to save the world(s)!
Extra:
Wen KeLi: I was infected by the system. These darn sticker packs that I can’t stop using _(´ཀ`」 ∠)_
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Cover is NOT mine. All credits deservingly goes to the original artist.
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