Jack shared some conspiracy theories about time.
For him, time was just a concept created by clock companies to sell more clocks. If I had asked him how many genders there are, he would have said Gender is a scam invented by bathroom companies to sell more bathrooms.
And moreover, he said one hour ends just by one swing of a stick inside a clock.
The worst part? He said all that as if he was making some revelation. As if he exposed the illuminati. As if a woman thinking of herself as the Oracle after managing to park a car without breaking the headlights of the car behind her.
I shook my head. "You talk nonsense, Jack."
[ As if you are one to talk. I heard your narration just now. ]
I didn't reply to the system, mostly because Jack could hear my thoughts.
"What narration is your system talking about, pal? And how do you have a system?"
"... Before that, how do you know what a system is?"
