Curiosity filled Lan Xia, once again, abandoned her stoic and unapproachable personality. She spent the rest of the day pestering Mark.
"What is it made of?"
"Is it only adamantium or something else?"
"Why is it called Unnamed?"
"Who created it?"
"Where did you acquire it?"
"Why do the mortal plane have so many amazing things?"
"Tell me its maker's name. I want to make a similar thing for myself."
Mark had a headache while dealing with Lan Xia. She is like this leech that just doesn't give up until she finds the answers she seeks.
As Mark refused to divulge the secrets of Unnamed and the system, Lan Xia continued to bother him every single day.