Fang Ning walked around and talked to some of the workers in the farm. Generally speaking, everyone still trusted the higher-ups.
Especially in Qi City. It had been more than half a year since they entered the new era. It was very peaceful and even safer than before.
Of course, Vigilante A would have to clean up their lair from time to time. Any evildoers would not be able to hide here. There was no room for them to grow …
Of course, there were also many strange things that happened abroad on the Internet, but they were too far away, so everyone treated them as strange rumors.
After a round, Fang Ning felt more confident, so he returned to his bedroom and began reading his novel with a peace of mind.
The last time Long Fan mentioned an author named "Poor Master 0", he searched online and found out that the author had started publishing new books four months ago.
The other party really did maintain the pace of writing 100,000 words a day. In four months and 120 days, the new book really had 12 million words. It looked like it was going to be the number one novel in terms of word count.
As an old bookworm, Fang Ning was not ignorant. He had read some books with more than 20 million words …
However, this rising star "Poor Young Master 0" was obviously showing signs of surpassing them. After all, his update speed was still there. As long as he continued to maintain it, he would be able to surpass them.
Fang Ning knew that he was an old bookworm with a picky taste. There was no way he could finish reading such a long book.
As a result, he lowered his head to take a look and was immediately deeply attracted. One moment, he was happy, the next moment, he was laughing, and the next moment, he was angry, and the next moment, he was cursing, causing his emotions to fluctuate.
Not long after, a certain guy couldn't stand it anymore.
The System said, "Host, it's your break time now. I don't care if you read novels, but can you be quiet for a while?"
Fang Ning waved his hand. "Alright, alright, I won't laugh anymore, alright? Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter … "
The System said, "No, I think there's something wrong with your mental state. I need to examine it."
System Notification: [Your internet connection has been interrupted.]
Fang Ning said, "I've been here for a long time."
System Notification: [Your power supply has been disconnected.]
The computer screen went black, and Fang Ning suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and hopelessness. "Hurry up and check, don't interrupt me from reading my novel."
[The System has begun examining the Host's spiritual sense.]
The System is inspecting the Host's spiritual sense …
The System has discovered that the Host is in a state of mental disorientation.
The System believes that the Host requires treatment …]
Fang Ning was shocked. "I don't need treatment!"
The System said, "Don't be afraid. Take this pill and you'll be fine."
A black pill suddenly appeared and floated in front of Fang Ning.
"I think you'll only be in trouble if you eat it. It's better if you don't eat it." Fang Ning quickly declined.
The System said, "You must. You're very sick now. I have Master-level medical skills, so I won't lie to you."
Fang Ning refused again and again.
The System said, "Alright, looks like I'll have to eat it for you."
Fang Ning sensed that something was not right. He saw that he had lost control of his body. The release state ended, and his body returned to the control state.
Fang Ning could only see his own body opening its mouth and swallowing the black pill.
A spicy and bitter taste rushed straight to his head, immediately waking him up.
Fang Ning was speechless. "F * ck me, what did you just feed me?"
The System said, "I used chili powder and some herbs that can clear one's mind to make a Clear Mind Pill. Do you feel very awake now?"
Fang Ning said helplessly, "I just feel bored. Restore the power network. "
After the power network was restored, Fang Ning read the novel again and felt that there was something wrong. He was no longer as excited after reading it, and returned to the state of an old bookworm.
He was confused. "Huh, it's the same content, but why can't I feel the same as before? Sir System, is there something wrong with your medicine, or is there something wrong with the content?"
The System said, "I don't know, but your mental state is fine now. Don't just read the novel for fun. I've said before that you need to write a strategy for me to pretend to be weak so that I can continue fighting in the Dark Tournament. I was busy farming monsters before, so I didn't have time to mention this. Since you're free these few days, look for it in the novel for me. "
Fang Ning was speechless. 'What's the point of reading a novel with a mission?'
Fang Ning said, "I'll look for it, but it might not work. After all, novels and reality are very different."
The System said, "Based on what you said, it seems like I need to give you a mission to stimulate you."
Fang Ning felt that something was not right, and then a notification appeared.
System Notification:
[Advanced-level Game Book Mission Module has begun to issue a mission to the Host:
[Mission 1, Weaker Than None: An indefinite, long main mission. Find the strongest creature in this realm every season as the System's self-comparison target. Mission Reward: One million in cash. Note: Current mission completed once. Previous strongest creature: Anderson, the Soul Eater. It has been updated again.
[Mission 2, Pretending to be Weak: An indefinite, long main mission. In order to challenge the Dark Tournament for a long time, the System has decided to let others look down on it. Host, please find a way to achieve the System's goal. Mission Reward: The System will give the Host five ten-thousandth of the reward for every additional round of the Dark Tournament. Mission Failure Penalty: Once the mission is updated, the System must complete the mission within a month, or else …]
Fang Ning heard the System Notification and took out the game book. He flipped to the Mission Module and was ecstatic. "You're so generous for once, giving us a share for the first time. But why did you come up with a mission penalty, and it's ellipsis too. Why did you release it? "
The System took a look and said, "Damn it, this stupid book is going against me again! I clearly wrote that if you don't complete the mission within a month, I'll fine you and cut off your internet, but now it's ellipsis again … "
He quickly hugged his precious game book and kissed it hard. "Haha, my precious game book is just like its owner. Both of you know how to repay favors. It was worth it to convince you to save it two days ago …" Fang Ning immediately understood what was going on.
The System said, "Forget it, no penalty is no penalty. I won't argue with you. Hurry up and think of something."
Fang Ning said disdainfully, "I'll think, it's just a matter of minutes. I've read thousands of books and hundreds of tricks, how can I not find them? Just don't cheat me of my reward again. "
The System said, "As long as it works, your reward won't be deducted." “
Fang Ning's eyes turned and an idea came to his mind. He said to the System, "I've got it. You just need to do this and this and this and this …"
The System said, "You're brilliant, Host …"
…
The next day, Butler Zheng was summoned to Vigilante A's bedroom by a phone call.
He saw the Venerable Dragon God sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed. His face was pale and there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
The Venerable Dragon God's strength and aura had always been well-hidden, just like a normal person's. However, at this moment, it was fluctuating, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It was obvious that something was wrong.
Zheng Dao's face was aghast. He immediately went forward and asked anxiously, "Venerable One, what happened to you?"
The System controlled Vigilante A's body and slowly opened his eyes, sighing, "Butler Zheng, you're finally here. Sigh, a few days ago, when I was killing a big demon in a mysterious place, I was injured by its vicious curse. It didn't act up then, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful. Now, I can't control it anymore. My soul is greatly injured, and I need to go into seclusion for a few days to recuperate. Guard the house and don't tell anyone. "
Zheng Dao was extremely touched. With his strengthened psionic ability, he could naturally tell that the Venerable Dragon God's words were from the bottom of his heart. There was not a hint of falsehood in them.
This kind of injury, to any powerhouse, would only be known by the person closest to them. The Venerable One really treated him like a trusted aide …
Zheng Dao thought for a while and immediately said, "I will arrange it. Venerable One, do you still need me to secretly buy some herbs to treat your injury?"
Vigilante A said, "You're quite thoughtful. That's good too, but don't let anyone else know. I'll give you a list of herbs later, they're all used to treat soul injuries. "
Zheng Dao nodded in agreement.
Fang Ning looked at his sincere expression of worry and was very touched. His heart softened for a moment, "I don't have the heart to lie to Butler Zheng now …"
The System said indifferently, "I have rules and restrictions. I won't do anything that goes against the principles of chivalry. Don't be so softhearted. Give me a few more similar ideas, this trick won't last long. "
Fang Ning said, "Don't worry, I have a lot of tricks, as long as you're strong enough."
…
In a certain base of the Truth Department in China, Qiao Zijiang was resting with her uncle.
After all, the medical facilities here were far better than the Land of Heritage. In order to be friendly to the demon tribes, there were no modern constructions.
Qiao Anping's soul was seriously injured, so the density of vitality had little to do with the recovery of his soul. It was safer and more convenient to rest here.
While Qiao Zijiang was accompanying her uncle, someone called.
After she went out to answer the call, she came back with a complicated expression. She was ashamed and touched.
Qiao Anping rarely saw such a complicated expression on his niece. He reluctantly got up and asked, "What's the matter, Zijiang?"
Qiao Zijiang quickly said, "Oh, it's nothing. It's a report from our Special Investigations Unit. We found out that the Venerable Dragon God's butler, Zheng Dao, had secretly asked Aunt Ding Xiang to help him order some herbs from the Truth Department's medicinal market. They're all rare herbs that can calm the mind and help heal soul injuries."
In China, the herbs on Vigilante A's list could only be sold in large quantities by the Truth Department. Other places might have them, but there was definitely not enough supply, and it would be difficult to find a channel. Therefore, although Zheng Dao wanted to keep it a secret, this was all he could do. He thought that the Truth Department was his ally, so they would help him keep it a secret.
After all, Qiao Anping had been on the battlefield for many years. He knew the whole story as soon as he heard it. He sighed and said, "As expected, the King Cobra's curse is extremely vicious. I was protected by my murderous aura, but I still fell for it and almost died. Although the Venerable One has a deep foundation, he's only slightly stronger than me. He couldn't have avoided it with just a name. I think the Venerable Dragon God pretended to be fine to give everyone confidence, and then gave me the miracle medicine from the Upper Realm to save my life.
"Yet, he forced himself to endure his injuries and came back to refine medicine to heal himself. Zijiang, aside from the five hundred million that can be reimbursed for my medical expenses, go and pick out the useful ones from the rare medicinal herbs that I've been allocated over the years. Give them to the Venerable One."
Qiao Zijiang nodded silently. She had always thought that people were cunning, but she did not expect such a selfless hero to exist in this world. There were many ordinary people, so it was understandable that there were one or two virtuous people.
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