Gu Changsheng picked up the cold black iron token from Nalan Yan’s palm and turned it over between his fingers.
The moment his thumb brushed the embossed SSR letters on the back, a vicious dark-gold lightning rune hidden inside the metal snapped awake like a venomous centipede!
Zzzzt—crack!
A tiny, shrill robotic voice screeched straight out of the black iron surface:
*[Unauthorized Inspection Detected! Supreme Gacha-Weapon System Anti-Tamper Curse Activated! Draining Inspector’s Total Net Worth and Detonating Soul-Luck in 3...
2...]*
Gu Changsheng didn’t even blink. He picked up his [Rank 7 Cast-Iron Wok Spatula] from the hotpot table and tapped the noisy token once on the head like a man cracking a walnut.
Bonk.
