Chapter 13: The Great God's Thoughts

What was he thinking? Trading a dozen pine nuts for a storage bag—even if this storage bag were made of burlap, wouldn't it be worth more than a dozen pine nuts?

"Don't try to guess the mind of a Great God. If he dares to trade it, why shouldn't I dare to take it? At least mine is food..."

Qin Wangshu, who had wanted to say that hers was food while his was a piece of rag, choked on her words. His wasn't just some rag; the fabric of his pouch was soft and delicate, and the craftsmanship was exquisite and meticulous. It was two palms wide and one palm high, bulging and full. When she held it, it didn't feel heavy, yet it had a weight that exceeded what its size suggested.

Licking her lips, Qin Wangshu opened the pouch.

It was empty inside, nothing at all. After staring for a moment, she reached her hand in.

Inside the small cloth bag, she couldn't reach the bottom, but she did touch something cold, smooth, and not small—many things that felt like fruits.

As she analyzed the sensation, she reached in and pulled her hand out.

"Wow!! Apples!!"

Her hands were small with slender fingers, and the apple was so large that she had to spread all five fingers to hold it. The bright red apple, weighing over a pound, didn't look like any variety she had ever seen. Its color was like a Red Delicious, but its shape was like a Fuji. It truly felt like the apples in children's picture books—a very surreal feeling.

Tucking the apple beside her stomach, she reached in again. After pulling out a dozen or so, she stopped.

Was it a mistake, or was it intentional?

If it was a mistake, should she return it? If it was intentional, then at least she wouldn't have to worry about starving to death.

Privately, Qin Wangshu didn't want to return the items, but her conscience wouldn't let it go.

*Ding-dong, a new item, 'Storage Bag,' has been listed by 'Once Upon a Time There Was a Handsome Guy'.*

Just how many storage bags does he have... Could it be that he realized he made a mistake?!

After struggling with the decision, Qin Wangshu put all the apples she had taken out back into the bag, then used this storage bag to trade for another.

*Ding-dong, 'Once Upon a Time There Was a Handsome Guy' has rejected this trade.*

"It wasn't a mistake?" Biting her lip, Qin Wangshu tried trading a dozen pine nuts for one.

*Ding-dong, storage bag trade successful, item transferred to system warehouse.*

"......" The mind of a Great God is truly not something we mortals can understand.

Of course, Qin Wangshu was now certain that the Great God hadn't made a mistake from the start.

This storage bag contained oranges—big, beautiful oranges.

The Great God was helping her out!

If only there were a chat box, she could at least thank him. Unfortunately, her gratitude could only remain in her heart.

With two bags of fruit, Qin Wangshu didn't trade with the Great God anymore. One must have self-awareness; someone can help you once or twice, but they can't help you for a lifetime. So, she decisively flipped the page and chose a cat from the many machines listed by 'Interstellar's Number One Male God'.

*Ding-dong, cat-type detection robot trade successful, item transferred to warehouse.*

*Ding-dong, 'Interstellar's Number One Male God', new item, 'Eagle-type detection robot' listed.*

"????"

Could she be arrogant enough to think that this 'Number One' was also helping her?

She felt she could think that way, but she wondered if she could use one of those apples to trade with him!

Her hand followed her heart. Of course, she didn't use the whole bag of apples; she stingily took out only ten.

*Ding-dong, eagle-type detection robot trade successful.*

*Ding-dong, 'Interstellar's Number One Male God', new item, 'Snake-type detection robot' listed.*

"......" Should she try to collect the whole Chinese Zodiac?

Qin Wangshu was speechless.

Feeling that one land-based and one aerial robot were enough, Qin Wangshu didn't continue trading. She put away the storage bag and summoned the robots.

"This is..." She didn't know how to express her feelings at this moment.

Shouldn't a cat-type robot look like Doraemon? Although the picture showed a black cat, pictures are usually for reference only. The fact that it was so true to life left her at a loss.

Especially since the lump in her hand felt nothing like a machine; it was exactly like a dead cat.

She couldn't bring herself to manhandle it anymore.

Following the startup procedure in the manual, Qin Wangshu placed the black cat, which didn't look mechanical at all, on the ground and tapped its nose.

The soft cat stretched its limbs and then stood up in a very cat-like manner.

"One, two, five, seven, nine... Cat-type robot, startup successful." A serial number comparable to Pi was announced by a cold, mechanical female voice. After the announcement, there was silence, as if that voice had just been a figment of Qin Wangshu's imagination.

"Can you not look at me like that?" Having a pair of eerie blue eyes—on a black cat, no less—staring at her like that was truly uncomfortable. She was getting goosebumps.

"Cannot. One, two, five, seven, nine... I am very curious as to why your body is... so frail. Analyzing your body metrics."

The frail Qin Wangshu: "......" Can one refuse a free physical exam?

Clearly, the other party didn't give her a chance to refuse.

"Body muscle strength 0.0001, mental strength 0.0001... Blood oxygen levels too high, body unable to withstand basic training..."

"I said, what the hell is 0.0001?" Never mind the pile of things she didn't understand, she could at least understand the muscle strength part, but what did this near-zero value mean?

"Hell is the soul state of humans, and One, two, five, seven, nine... is saying that 0.0001 is a friendly value. If you feel it is too friendly, One, two, five, seven, nine... can very unfriendly tell you that all your values are off the charts; you belong to the category of eliminated genes."

"......" Compared to humans who could build spaceships, she wouldn't argue that her genes had become a thing of the past, but: "You are a robot, you should say that hell doesn't exist."

"That is an incorrect viewpoint. The end of science is theology, and the end of theology is science. Science has long proven the existence of the soul, and scientists have also proven the existence of God..."

Listening to a cat talk about science and theology, and mentioning scientists and God in the same breath, required courage. Qin Wangshu considered herself to have that much courage, but squatting and listening to such high-level topics was a bit annoying.

"Stop, let's talk about this topic when you have time. Can you help me find some water now?"

The black cat shut its mouth, but its entire gaze and aura made Qin Wangshu feel palpitations. It was exuding a resentment she couldn't ignore.

"If you really want to talk, go ahead." It was too terrifying; her neck felt cold, and she felt like it was waiting for an opportunity to strike. "I can squat for a while longer."

"......Forget it. One, two, five, seven, nine... just wanted to talk." It just wanted to talk; it didn't matter what about.

After opening its mouth and turning its body 360 degrees, Qin Wangshu watched helplessly as the little black cat's fur stood on end.

"Primitive landscape. There are actually so many primitive plants here, and so many primitive anim..."

"......Keep it down." Covering the little black cat's mouth with her hand, Qin Wangshu poked her head out to check that there was no movement before letting go. After letting go, she realized belatedly that with its voice, it could probably still make noise even with its mouth covered.