A Few Moments Later

  "Can you repeat that, dearie?" I asked the young woman in front of me, struggling to keep up with her fast-paced explanation. She looked at me with an expression that suggested I'd just asked her to solve a Rubik's Cube blindfolded.

  "You talk to me like a grandmother," she shot back, rolling her eyes.

  "Anyway, to earn money, you need points. You buy items in the sell menu using those points. If you buy an item that's level A-R, you can sell it and then earn some money." She ended her explanation with a huff, as if I should have already known this life-changing information.

  Points? I thought. I knew I had some, but they looked like a squished number 8. The blue light blinking next to me insisted it was unlimited, but I couldn't make sense of it.

  "Earning points—how do you earn points?" I asked, trying to sound curious instead of clueless. She stared at me like I'd just sprouted a second head.

  "How could you not know that?" she snapped, her annoyance palpable. "This is the information area, for crying out loud! It's not rocket science!"

  "Pardon?" I said, attempting to keep my composure. But her rude demeanor didn't faze me. I just smiled politely, hoping it would help defuse the tension.

  "To earn points, you need to hunt monsters! Or if you can't hunt monsters, you can work to earn money," she said, her tone softening slightly but still laced with impatience.

  Suddenly, a pop-up from the system suggested I hunt a monster.

  "Wait, what? But that involves killing, right?" I asked, my heart racing at the thought.

  "To hunt a monster, you need a card to see the system," she replied, as if explaining the intricacies of quantum physics.

  And I don't understand any of it.

  "System?" I echoed, feeling even more lost. "Are you really unaware? The system is a guide that helps you on your adventure. It costs at least 100 gold to have one," she explained, her tone now dripping with sarcasm.

  A guide? Was that what the blue light was? I squinted at the glowing object beside me.

  "Is this the one that looks like a blue light?" I asked, pointing at it like it was the star of a sci-fi movie.

  "So you already have a system," she said, her voice flat and unimpressed, as if she couldn't believe I was wasting her time.

  Well, things are hard for me! All I've done my whole life is take care of people. I earn money through my fast food business and help out wherever I can because it makes me happy. But I never expected to be here

  "Let me see your card so I can check your points," she demanded, crossing her arms like a teacher waiting for a student to hand in an overdue assignment.

  "But I don't have a card!" I admitted, feeling a bit sheepish.

  "You don't have a card? You're telling me you have a system but no card? You must be lying about having a system!" she exclaimed, her eyes narrowing like a hawk eyeing its prey.

  "No, how could I lie?" I protested, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

  She looked at me as if she had just found a fly in her soup, clearly done with our interaction.

  Suddenly, a young man with jet-black hair, clad in an all-white outfit that looked straight out of a fantasy novel, approached. He handed me a book with a cheerful smile. The title read "All the Basics," and it seemed to glow with promise.

  "This might help," he said warmly. "You look new"

  You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

  "Oh, and this is for free!" he added, as if that made it even better. I hesitated, eyeing the book as if it might bite me.

  "You sure?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

  "Yeah!" he replied with an enthusiastic nod.

  "Oh, thank you, young child!" I exclaimed, relieved. This book seemed to be just what I needed.

  "Thank you also, young lady," I said to the rude woman, who merely muttered, "Y-eyah," clearly still unimpressed by my existence.

  Then she turned to the man. "Priest Caelum, you came today!" she said, her voice brightening.

  The man, Priest Caelum, smiled back. "Oh, yeah, I'm here for a favor," he said casually, as if being a priest was just a side gig.

  A priest? He didn't look old enough for that role! I was Catholic, and I knew that 25 was the typical age for a priest, yet he seemed to be in his teenage years. Maybe he just had a baby face. Well, either way, I seemed to be out of the conversation, and it might be best to leave before I became an even bigger nuisance.

  Youngsters nowadays really are impatient but well it work well for me.

  So, basically, the book said that items from Level A to R are sellable, but anything above that can't be sold unless the owner dies.

  If that happens, those items can be sold for a high price since they're hard to achieve through points. Level S items and above can be given to party members, but they can't be sold; if they are, they'll break and become useless.

  This world revolves around killing monsters—basically, brutality on a grand scale. I can't help but wonder how the children in this world are doing. I bet a lot of them have lost their parents; how cruel is that?

  I mean, here I am, having lived a long life and died as an old woman, only to find myself in this strange new world. In my life, all I cared about was helping people. I never even considered the existence of systems like this!

  This world operates on hunting monsters and clearing levels. Once you get a card, you can start leveling up, with the highest current level being Diamond. When you start, you get assigned to Bronze, and they call you an adventurer. It's complicated, and to be honest, I still can't wrap my head around it. But I just confirmed—I have infinite points! There is no thing said in this book about infinite points but seems I had it as one of the blessing.

  "So I won't follow your system," I declared to the blue light that flickered in response. How can I even unsee this?

  While walking to this information area, I saw a lot of children in ragged clothes and people begging. What a disheartening sight! How cruel this world is!

  Is this why the creator sent me? To help them? I've honestly forgotten my purpose. But since I'm here, it's clear that I have to do something. With infinite points at my disposal, I can buy all the items in this so-called shop. I could even sell this sword that appeared in front of me when I first opened my eyes here. It's labeled as Class D, so it should at least be worth something.

  But my eyes is somehow annoying a box of blue light letter is appearing to every item I see.

  I should sell a lot of items and build a restaurant to help those who need to eat. Yeah, let's do what I did before: help people, give them jobs, feed them, and everything. I could even build my own orphanage!

  Seeing those children begging for food is just heartbreaking. It seems so cruel. I see people covered in beautiful armor, but they ignore those helpless kids. People and adventurers in this world are typically unethical.

  I can't even bear this.

  "Shop," I stated, and just like that, the system appeared—a virtual storefront reminiscent of online shopping platforms like Amazon or Shopee. Ah, now this was familiar! As an old woman, I had spent quite a bit of time perusing online shops in my previous life.

  The reason I know I really have infinite points is that the book mentioned if you can't buy an item, its price would appear in red. But for me? Everything is green! Even the highest-level items are green. That horizontal eight? It's basically an infinity symbol! I felt a surge of gratitude, even if I couldn't help but feel a bit unlucky remembering my past.

  With this newfound wealth, I should buy enough to build my own restaurant and secure a plot of land. Just how amazing this is.

  I can continue my old life.

  How is my children doing now in another world? Oh how I miss them.

  At the Sale Shop

  Upon arriving at the center, I approached the information desk and asked where I could sell an item. After a bit of wandering, I stumbled into some random sales shop guild.

  I bought a ton of items—at least a thousand pieces, I think! But oddly enough, none of them seemed to appear in front of me. I figured that would be enough; I didn't want to be greedy, after all.

  Suddenly, a small bag materialized in front of me, looking like a magical wallet. It claimed to be a "magical bag" where I could stash any item. The price? A whopping million points! But my points didn't budge at all.

  At first, I struggled to lift it because it was so heavy. How could something so small weigh a ton? Then I noticed a section in my status labeled "strength." It seemed complicated, and I couldn't help but wonder how youngsters today put up with all this nonsense. I decided to max out my strength, and suddenly, it said "Max!" Now I could carry it with ease. I can basically add points to my status to level up myself but the lucky one can't be for some reason.

  Basically it's an absurd thing that I can adjust my physical quality by just this things.

  "How many items do you have?" the man behind the counter asked, his eyebrows shooting up as if he was expecting a surprise.

  "Oh, here!" I said, pulling out the magical bag. His eyes widened as if he had just seen a ghost.