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Honkai Star Rail: Corruption System

Walnut_chan
Daziel was just an ordinary guy, until the day he transmigrated to the world of Star Rail and suddenly awakened the "Corruption System." This system, however, seemed to have a rather… quirky sense of humor, issuing a string of utterly bizarre tasks. And the rewards? Well, they were just as unbelievable, in the most absurd way imaginable. Baseball bats transformed into even bigger baseball bats, flame guns became… fire pokers? Clock tricks inexplicably turned into actual hypnosis, and somehow, little Mimi was now capable of stopping time for extended periods. Little by little, Daziel's Star Rail adventure started taking a decidedly strange turn. Before long, the atmosphere around him was… unique, to say the least. Hanabi, voice trembling, pleaded, "P-please... just stop! No more fire poker, please! I really can't take it anymore…" March 7th, flustered, hissed, "Those photos in my camera? They cannot get out! Promise me! The Astral Express crew can never know… please!" Jingliu, despite her stoic demeanor, sounded genuinely distressed, "No… I've already confessed and accepted my punishment. When you chain me up again, do I really have to wear the eye patch too?" Even Aglaea, usually so composed, exclaimed in exasperation, "Castorice and I have already apologized for that whole unfair trial fiasco! What more do you possibly want from us?!" Daziel, completely bewildered by the reactions, could only stammer, "Wait, I didn't even do anything! Why is everyone acting so dramatic?" ...And so began Daziel’s journey of performing utterly serious actions with his utterly absurd Another World abilities in the increasingly bewildered world of Star Rail. patreon.com/Walnutchan — 40 Advance Chapters! [Original Name: 绝对正经星铁,我觉醒了里世界系统?
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