"Meng Heng, the eldest son of Meng Zhan, the county chief of Meng County in Cang Prefecture, and the son of Liu She's second wife, Gu Zhen. He is now facing the danger of being assassinated. Please accept him. If the mission is completed, the host will be rewarded with a Big Mystery Bag. If the mission is failed, the host will receive a level 1 electric shock as punishment!]
Jiang Pengji closed her eyes and leaned against the table. She seemed to be taking a nap, but she heard the System's synthesized voice.
"Meng Heng?" She frowned, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the table. "Big mystery package?"
The System coughed softly and said, "Yes, this is the characteristic of real-time triggered missions. It's similar to a gold chest, and the probability of getting something good is very high. I hope that the host can consider this mission. After all, it has been a while since you started a live broadcast mission, so the rewards are limited. As long as we accept Meng Heng and bring him along for a while, it will be considered a success. "
Jiang Pengji snorted coldly and said, "System, you seem to have forgotten. I'm not in charge of the team here, and it's not up to me to decide whether or not we can accept one more person. Although there were many people in the caravan, most of them were frail scholars. If the mastermind really wants to kill Meng Heng, it will definitely bring danger to the convoy. Even if one person is accidentally injured, it will be a great loss. You want me to bet on it? "
The System was speechless. It tried to persuade Jiang Pengji, but it swallowed the words that were on the tip of its tongue.
This host was not someone who could be easily fooled. It knew this very well.
"In that case, the host can choose to give up the mission. Even if you fail, the punishment is only a level one electric shock, which won't affect the host much. " "However, from the perspective of a system, it would be better for you to accept this mission. After all, Meng Heng is not only Meng Zhan's son, but also the only remaining descendant of your aunt Gu Zhen. He is your cousin. "
Jiang Pengji pondered for a long time and asked, "If I don't intervene, what are the chances of something happening to Meng Heng?"
The system replied, "I've looked at the probability. It's nine out of ten."
Jiang Pengji glanced at the "Big Mystery Bag" on the mission panel with an odd expression. "Don't bother me. I'll think about it."
The system said in a business-like manner, "Alright, I won't disturb you."
She did not seem to have any change on the surface, but she was secretly sneering in her heart.
In the end, the System could not hold it in any longer.
Jiang Pengji was in no hurry to upgrade the streaming room.
She had said earlier that the leveling up of the livestream depended on the "Upgrade Card". If she could not get a "Upgrade Card", she would not level up.
It had been more than half a year, and she had been saving up her popularity points like a miser. No matter what the System said, she was unmoved.
Why was she like this?
Because she had already seen through the System's little tricks.
So what if it was a system? To put it bluntly, it was just a bunch of data that thought it was clever. Did it think it could fool a living person like her?
Dream on!
After a few confrontations, the System did not gain the upper hand. Instead, Jiang Pengji found out more about the other party and knew what popularity points were.
To the system, popularity points were the source of its upgrades and daily activities. Perhaps there were even more important uses.
If the livestream room did not level up, the number of points gained daily would not increase. It would be fixed at that point.
Unfortunately, the System's appetite was gradually increasing. It was like a three or four month old baby growing into a one or two year old child.
In the past, he only needed a few mouthfuls of milk to fill his stomach. Now, he needed a small bowl of Muddled Paste.
Under such circumstances, the upper limit of the number of people in the live broadcast room had to be increased. Only then would the daily popularity points be able to satisfy the System's appetite.
How to increase the maximum number of people?
There were only two ways. One was to use the "Upgrade Card", the other was to pay for the upgrade from the streamer's own pocket.
The System claimed that for the sake of the streamer, a small investment would yield a big return.
When the upper limit of the number of people increased, the streamer would receive more benefits.
However, was Jiang Pengji such a stupid person?
If the System was hungry, then let it be hungry. It had nothing to do with her!
More importantly, Jiang Pengji suspected that the upgrade of the streaming room did not require that many popularity points!
Who knew how much commission the System had received from it?
Jiang Pengji could not be bothered to believe a single word the System said.
Her solution was to drag it out!
Drag it out until the System could not take it anymore and urgently needed more popularity points. Then it would pay for Jiang Pengji's upgrade!
Hehe, in fact, that was how the first "Upgrade Card" came about.
She dared to bet that the real-time triggered task was meaningless. It was just an excuse for the System to give Jiang Pengji the "Upgrade Card." If she opened the so-called "Big Mystery Package," there would definitely be a "Upgrade Card."
Ever since Jiang Pengji knew that the System could read her mind, she divided her consciousness into two. She fooled the System with her superficial psychological activities, and her deeper consciousness was her real intention … Well, she concluded that it did not matter whether she completed the task or not.
"I'll accept it."
Just when the System was feeling uneasy, Jiang Pengji's light words made it cry tears of joy. It was as if it had been granted amnesty.
It was rare for the host to be so easy to talk to.
"Taxue, I'm going to ride the horse for a while. I feel like my waist is going to ache after sitting in the carriage for so long."
Jiang Pengji put the hand warmer in her arms in Taxue's arms. She lifted the curtain a little and went out sideways. Soon, the curtain was closed.
"Langjun, remember to put on a cloak so that you won't catch a cold."
Taxue stuck her head out and handed a cloak to Jiang Pengji. Jiang Pengji nimbly got on the horse and took the cloak with one hand.
She shook her wrist, and the huge cloak covered her body obediently as if it had eyes.
"Zude, look. Young people are full of vitality and aren't afraid of the cold. It's enviable."
Master Yuanjing heard the commotion and lifted the curtain slightly to take a look. He smiled with relief.
He held a hand warmer in his hand. He wanted to curl up into a ball, and he looked like he had put on a lot of weight.
Zude smiled as he fiddled with the silver coals in the charcoal basin. He moved it a little further away so that he wouldn't burn anything.
"You're old but strong now. You're not inferior to a young person. You were playing on the ice with your friends a while ago. I didn't even dare to go down." Zude smiled and said shyly, "If you say that you're old, I'll be the first to disagree."
Master Yuanjing could not help but laugh. "Your mouth is getting sweeter every day. I feel like I've lost weight because of what you've said."
The previous snowfall had just stopped, and now it was snowing again. The cold wind that blew against their faces was like knives, and it hurt their cheeks.
Jiang Pengji put on her hood and held the reins with both hands. She urged the horse to run from the back of the group to the front to clear the way.
"He really can't stay idle …" Wei Ci was engrossed in his book when he heard the loud sound of horse hooves. He raised his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, only to see a white figure speeding past the carriage. The cold wind that was stirred up blew on his face, making him feel a little more cheerful.
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