"Host, what on earth are you even doing?" System 5060's mechanical voice rang out, filled with confusion as it its host hunched over the desk like a madwoman. Sheets of paper were scattered everywhere—some filled with messy scribbles, others half-ripped or already crumpled into pitiful balls.
Veronica didn't even look up, her hand moving furiously across the page. "I'm working on my survival route," she said matter-of-factly, as if this was the most natural thing in the world.
Survival route? The System tilted its head, utterly lost.
Meanwhile, Veronica continued, her brows furrowed in deep concentration. She was listing down every major event that had already happened and carefully predicting what might happen next—assuming, of course, that the plot stayed loyal to the original webtoon's storyline. If it did, she needed to be ready. If it didn't… she'd have to improvise.
Either way, she wasn't planning on being caught off guard.
