roccoschili Chapter 148 What a Precious System
Chapter 148 What a Precious System
After returning safely to Huaicheng, Yan Muhuai went to the hospital to see Yan Ce and took Chen Sangluo's pulse to confirm the progress of his condition.
These days, Yan Ce went to the ward to accompany Chen Sangluo after class, and then immersed himself in studying with Zhao Wang. He didn't pay attention to what was happening on the Internet, and had no idea that there was a problem with the variety show that Yan Muhuai participated in.
Yan Muhuai was very satisfied with his performance. "Keep working hard. I have to go out of town again in two days. Call me if you have anything."
After he finished speaking, he thought about the time when he went to Fuyun Village and encountered a situation where his cell phone had no signal. Fortunately, Yan Ce did not call him during this period, otherwise this guy would definitely be among the welcoming team they saw when they went down the mountain.
After a moment, he took Yan Ce's paper and pen, tore up his homework book, and wrote a peace charm for the three teenagers in the ward on the spot.
Yan Ce and Zhao Wang watched him write the word "peace" on the torn paper and were stunned.
The words were written with a black gel pen, and they looked vigorous and powerful. If they had been written with a brush, they would have looked even better, but the paper they were written on was very ugly.
Yan Muhuai folded the three pieces of paper with words on them into triangles and handed them to them. "Wear this on you and never take it off. If it breaks suddenly, tell me immediately."
"Brother, aren't you being too casual?" Yan Ce has always admired Yan Muhuai, but when he got the amulet at this moment, he really couldn't praise him.
Although Zhao Wang took it with both hands, there was the same confusion in his eyes.
Yan Muhuai raised his hand and tapped Yan Ce on the head, "Don't just look at the surface of things. It doesn't matter if it's ugly, as long as it's useful."
Although he expressed disgust, Yan Ce still bought a small transparent bag to put the amulet in when he sent Yan Muhuai out of the hospital. He then hung it around his neck with a red string. He also prepared the same for Zhao Wang and Chen Sangluo.
Ming Fei drove on the roadside waiting for Yan Muhuai, but because she was carrying the box, she did not go into the hospital with him.
The car was reimbursed by Rong Jin, so Ming Fei went directly to the 4S store to pick up a new car.
On the way home, Sanshiwu, who had finally digested a Qi Gathering Pill, came back to life.
"Host!" Thirty-five said cheerfully, "I have good news for you. You have saved twenty-three wronged souls in Fuyun Village and earned a total of five thousand merit points! In addition, you have gained two thousand true fans in the past two days, earning two thousand merit points."
How many more than 23 people were killed by Fu Yuan in Fuyun Village? He went too late and only saved 23 souls. Because those who died earlier could not take revenge for a long time, they were desperate and lost their thoughts, and their souls dissipated.
Thirty-five finished speaking this long paragraph, but Yan Muhuai did not respond. He felt a little embarrassed and continued, "Seven thousand merit points have suddenly increased. Are you happy, host?"
Yan Muhuai still didn't say anything, and Thirty-Five was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed.
Continuing to find topics, "Well, host, although I can't find out what Rong Jin experienced in the past, I can find out about his family. Would you like to take a look? Or the current trend of the Internet regarding the sudden suspension of the variety show, I can filter out the most critical information for you."
"Stop talking nonsense, you know what I want to hear." Yan Muhuai finally broke the silence.
Thirty-five's voice suddenly became much quieter, "Okay, I used the Soul Gathering Pill, but I still can't get out."
"What you mean is that I wasted a thousand merit points?" There was no emotion in Yan Muhuai's tone.
But Thirty-five is inherently slow in this regard.
"It's not a complete waste. There are still some changes. You will know if you look at the mall. But I have to make it clear first, don't scold me after you see it." Thirty-five's voice was a little softer than before.
Yan Muhuai had a bad feeling and quickly called out the system mall to take a look.
There is no change in other props, except for the question mark grid at the end, which is no longer a question mark.
It turned into an icon of several pieces of broken iron. If you look closely, you will find that some parts of the image are exactly the missing parts of the broken sword in Ming Fei's arms.
Now it is completely confirmed that small system thirty-five is related to the broken sword.
But what attracted Yan Muhuai's attention more was the exchange price marked under the grid.
"How much? Two million merit points?" Yan Muhuai was so angry at the price that he laughed, "To exchange the remaining part of the broken sword, it would almost cost me a lifetime?"
Thirty-five laughed flatteringly, "Haha, how is that possible, host? You have a long life, it is impossible that you are only in your fifties."
Two million merit points is equivalent to 20,000 days of life, which is approximately equal to 55 years.
Yan Muhuai himself dared to exchange his life spans one by one, for fear that he would not be able to take out the merit points when he needed them. But this stupid system of Sanwu was different. The Soul Gathering Pill it asked for started at one thousand, and it cost two million to exchange for its body.
What a valuable system! Was he a servant of this system in his previous life?
"Just stay here and don't come out. Just blow yourself up in my mind and take me with you." Yan Muhuai mocked Thirty-Five.
"I don't know why this happened. Host, please don't be angry. I never thought of asking you to help me exchange it. If I have a chance to come across some of the broken swords in Ming Fei's place, I will try to get out. If it doesn't work, forget it." This was the reason why it didn't dare to show up after absorbing the Spirit Gathering Pill.
After meeting Yan Muhuai, it was of no help at all. The Spirit Gathering Pill Yan Muhuai gave it yesterday was enough for it to pay it back in its lifetime. It didn't dare to have any other extravagant hopes.
It just kind of hates that damn Lord God. What kind of setting did he make for it? Why is it so difficult for it to return to its own body?
After the sadness, Thirty-Five still had one more thing to report, "Master Host, I have some bad news."
"Tell me, what news can make me more upset than the selling price of your broken body?" Yan Muhuai's calm mood did fluctuate a little after seeing the two million merit points.
If it was 2,000 points, or even 20,000 points, he would help Thirty-five exchange the remaining half of the sword because Ming Fei also had half a broken sword.
Now he wouldn't even think about it.
"I feel embarrassed for using up one thousand of your merit points, so I used my spiritual energy to check the database again and found something not so good. I hope you won't be angry." Thirty-five was really afraid that Yan Muhuai would be angry, so he said that he had stacked armor like crazy before.
"Speak." Yan Muhuai thought his emotions were relatively stable.
Thirty-five stammered, "I found that on the night you completed your mission, the main program sent a signal wave to the main god. It may have connected with the main god, but I can't feel it..."
It spoke more and more quietly, and Yan Muhuai could not hear what was said afterwards.
But there was no need to listen, Thirty-five's meaning was very simple. Originally, this world had been out of the control of the Lord God, but because he quickly completed the task of conquering the world, he activated the signal data and self-destruction program that the Lord God had placed in Thirty-five's body.
He stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "Did your Lord God know that I would get my body back and complete the mission?"