The system screen flickered awake before An Ning even opened her eyes.
Morning light seeped through the curtains, calm and ordinary, pretending nothing had happened the day before.
[Ding! Major Timeline Divergence Detected!]
[Reward: +80 Luck Points!]
The little melon floated above her head, glowing like a disco ball on caffeine—overly cheerful for the hour. "Ningning! You did it! You managed to avert the original ending! The second branch's out of the An Group, their reputation's in shambles, and their wedding—oh, it's still happening, but no one's celebrating!"
An Ning blinked, still half-asleep. "So, another eighty."
"Exactly!" the little melon chirped. "You had eighty before, and now another eighty for divergence—that's one hundred and sixty total!"
Her tone was dry. "Before deductions."
The little melon froze mid-air, its glow dimming slightly, as if calculating ho best to survive the next few seconds.
The little melon hesitated mid-spin. "…Yes. Before deductions."
