This system is outrageous.

"There are still two tasks left. Let's eat something after we finish them."

Ye Fei sighed and still had to continue with the mission.

The two continued to stroll casually in the snack street. Occasionally, when Ye Fei saw something interesting, she would take out her cell phone and take a photo.

"Fortunately, this is a special mobile phone, otherwise your memory would be full in no time." Eleven followed behind Ye Fei, not in a hurry.

"This is called keeping the pace of time. Too many memories will always be forgotten, and photos will help me remember them." Ye Fei happily took a photo, turned around and took a photo of Eleven behind him.

Eleven had no time to react before the photo was taken.

"Aren't you in a hurry to complete the mission? Now you start playing again." Eleven's face felt slightly hot when he was secretly photographed, but he wanted to make up for it.

"This is also part of the mission, my personal mission." Ye Fei shook his phone with a smile.

"So your mission this time is to take a certain number of photos." Eleven turned slightly to avoid Ye Fei's camera range.

"There is no upper limit to my photography tasks. It will be decided based on the actual situation." Ye Fei turned around and continued to move forward, and Eleven followed.

The two of them kept forming a team, one in front and one behind. Although the snack street was not big, they still walked for nearly an hour with stops and starts.

The system prompts that Task 1: Patrolling the Snack Street is completed.

"There is one more task. Do you plan to do it after dinner, or do it first and then have dinner?" Eleven bought two cups of milk tea and handed one to Ye Fei.

Ever since he heard that one couldn't gain weight in the small world, the light in Ye Fei's eyes became brighter.

"Come to think of it, I doubt whether this mission can be accomplished. The hero is not well-known at the moment, theoretically. How could so many people on this street know him?"

There are three maintenance tasks in this small world. Task 1: Patrol the snack street. Task 2: Find out the hero's opinion on the demolition of the snack street. Task 3: Collect ten different NPCs' opinions on the hero.

"The setting is that the male protagonist grew up here, so he should have some impression of him." Eleven took a sip of milk tea and glanced at Ye Fei. He didn't understand why so many people liked to drink this kind of thing. In his opinion, pure tea was more fragrant.

"Then we should start collecting from the vicinity of the Internet cafe. After all, that's where the male protagonist often hangs out." Ye Fei clicked on the map and drew a circle on it.

Eleven looked at the picture in confusion.

"Don't understand? Normal people usually move around within a 5-kilometer radius of their homes. Special people will not move more than 10 kilometers at most. The protagonist is a homebody with average looks. I guess his daily activity range will not exceed 2 kilometers. With the Internet cafe as the center, draw a circle with a radius of one kilometer. This is the area we will focus on."

Eleven nodded thoughtfully, then asked a soul-searching question.

"That means we need to walk back to the circle for another half an hour."

The air suddenly froze for a moment. Ye Fei looked at Eleven, blinked, and then showed a charming smile.

"I'm sorry, I was busy taking pictures this afternoon. You don't know that the afternoon is the best time for taking pictures. The light is soft and not glaring, and the success rate of taking pictures is very high."

"So." Eleven stood on the side of the road with his arms folded across his chest.

"Hehe, we had dinner first, and then walked back from the night market, eating some roadside snacks while doing the task." Ye Fei blinked innocently.

The two walked into a small shop. It was getting dark outside. The dim light in the shop was soft and warm, and matched with the warm-toned decoration inside the shop, it made people feel comfortable and relaxed.

Ye Fei took out his cell phone as soon as he sat down and took a few selfies before he realized that Eleven sitting opposite him had a sullen face.

"Beef noodles will do for me." Ye Fei put away his phone and looked at the empty air awkwardly.

The noodles were served quickly. Ye Fei pretended to mention the male lead to the waiter unintentionally. Unexpectedly, the waiter began to talk about him enthusiastically.

It turns out that because of the previous plot, the male protagonist has become a celebrity in the snack street.

"He used to come here often to eat. At that time, he was not talkative and would just sit in a corner when he came." The waiter pointed to the corner.

"After that he didn't come here often, but he would occasionally order takeout." The waiter thought for a moment.

"It was sent to the Internet cafe, right?" Seeing that there were not many people in the store, Ye Fei planned to chat a few more words.

"Yes, he worked in an Internet cafe for a while, so he would order takeout to be delivered to the Internet cafe, and occasionally he would also order takeout for the people in the Internet cafe."

"Then why did he quit?"

"Hey, you must have found a good job. Although our snack street is somewhat famous, it's actually just that." The waiter glanced in the boss's direction cautiously, turned around and walked away without saying anything more to the two of them.

Ye Fei looked at her phone and saw the task progress (1/10).

The two of them ate noodles in silence, the hot steam of the noodles lingering between them, making the person opposite them look a lot softer.

After Ye Fei had eaten and drunk her fill, she took a satisfied check-in photo, and dinner time was over.

Shiyi stood up and walked in front to open the door for Ye Fei. The two walked side by side in the bustling snack street under the night sky.

The sizzling sound of barbecue stalls and the laughter of customers on the roadside made the snack street seem to have forgotten its fate of being demolished.

Ye Fei couldn't help but take out his cell phone and take picture after picture.

Eleven was probably also infected, and took out his phone from time to time, and most of the photos he took were of Ye Fei. Ye Fei with stars in her eyes looking at the snack stand, Ye Fei standing under the lights to find the angle, and the back of Ye Fei walking in front.

By the time Eleven reacted, more than a dozen photos had already been taken.

Eleven sighed and put the phone back in his pocket.

The mission went more smoothly than expected. Most of the people here were talkative and enthusiastic. The mission was almost completed before we had gone far.

Ye Fei turned around and looked at Eleven with a bright smile on her face.

"There are only two more tasks to complete. Let's go to the small square in the middle to see who wins the couple prank contest today."

"It's up to you. Anyway, you can stay a little longer now that the mission is completed."

Eleven turned his head away awkwardly, not daring to look Ye Fei in the eye.

Ye Fei, who was having so much fun, didn't notice the awkward Eleven at all and turned around to look for his next target.

The task completion notification sounded, and Eleven silently clicked to not exit for now.

It was 10pm in the small world, and the lively snack street ushered in a new round of enthusiasm. The two finally walked to the small square, and the champion photo of the couple prank competition had been posted on the public notice board by the organizer.

In the photo, a couple with red noses were pulling each other's faces. Ye Fei raised his mobile phone and took a photo with the champion photo.

"Today's check-in and photo-taking mission is successfully completed. Let's go back."

"No more playing." Eleven stood there, under the moonlight and the lights, a thin layer of light enveloped his body. His tall and well-proportioned figure looked even more upright under the shadow, and Ye Fei was distracted for a moment.

"I don't want to play anymore. My legs are so sore. Now I just want to soak in the warm bathtub." Ye Fei dragged his feet to Eleven and reached out to pull the corner of Eleven's clothes.

"Dear Eleventh Master, let's go home."

Hearing this, Eleven shuddered violently.