present to the lord

When Fan Haoran arrived at Bright Moon City, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. After selling the gems he had buckled from a certain iron eagle helmet in his arms, the only thing he wanted to do was to take a good bath and change clothes.His current unkempt appearance is not much different from that of beggars on the streets.

"Hey, little beggar, this is not the place you should come, huh!" The waiter in the storehouse shook the rag on his shoulder and drove away the boy who stepped in in disgust.

"Open the store and don't allow people to come in. Dogs look at things that are inferior to people." Throwing pieces of silver on the counter, Fan Haoran frowned and said, "One room, and get me some clothes, I want to take a good bath .”

There are three floors in this storehouse, and there are not many guests, but there are not many. The layout and decoration have a feeling of ancient China, wooden carved sliding doors, and layers of quilts on the floor. It is obvious that they sleep on the ground. The walls are bare, and they are only placed next to the shop. There was an unlit oil lamp.

It is really simple enough.He soaked in the warm water and sighed. After a year of traveling long distances, even if he didn't meet a few people, it was enough for him to collect information to figure out where he was now.

Haitian, Snow Country... and he is a country between these two regions, General Guangming, and Duke Wuhuan who has endless hatred for this general.

"This is really fantastic." Sitting in the water, the boy felt a little headache, "Wuji, I'm either dreaming or time travel..."

[Ding, trigger the system activation condition, 'Please host not to travel carelessly! ', about to open. 】【Start the mental scan... The mental scan has been completed. 】

[Begin the mental body brain scan... The mental body brain scan has been completed. 】

[Starting to detect the host's mental state...Completed. 】

【…】

[Complete all aspects of the detection scan to confirm the host body.Start implanting the system. 】Without a trace of itching, the boy in the warm water breathed out and heard the inorganic cold voice again.

[The system implantation is complete, and the anthropomorphic service is activated. 】

Although Fan Haoran was a little surprised by this series at the beginning, he immediately calmed down and continued to speak calmly after listening to the cold, inorganic voice.Until the anthropomorphic service was turned on, Inorganic's voice changed into a gentle male voice, speaking the most standard Mandarin.

[Hello, I am the system, number S1, very happy to serve you. 】

Fan Haoran didn't speak immediately, he stood up from the water that had been washed dirty by him, asked Xiaoer to change the water and then soaked in it.He had no expression on his face, no ecstasy of being resurrected from the dead, nor did he show any fear of this weird thing called a system.He just asked one question.

"What conditions can be met to uninstall the system." Reaching out and pouring water on his face, his own reflection in the water appeared in his turquoise pupils.

[The system acts on the soul and can only be digested, not uninstalled. 】

"What is your role." He didn't dwell on this answer, and immediately picked out the most useful question in his mind.

[The function of the system is to guide the host to master power, assist the host as a guide, and assimilate with the host's soul after completing the task.Please try to meet the assimilation requirements in the three worlds with the power of the host, and avoid being manipulated by the system energy. ] Hearing the last sentence, Fan Haoran immediately refuted the dozens of conspiracy guesses in his mind: "What is the host's ability requirements, and how much is the gap between my current ability and the required ability."

[Please ask the host to check it by himself. ] Immediately after the gentle male voice, a translucent energy light curtain appeared in the air.

Constitution: 60 (1000)

IQ: 190 (none)

Intelligence: 300 (none)

Mental Power: 300 (2000)

If the above data, the limit of ordinary people is 100, then in terms of physique, the current young Fan Haoran's physique is not bad, but his spirit is already three times that of ordinary people.Behind the parentheses of his own data are the system requirements in red.This gap in numbers is almost desperate.

"60, the system requires 1000? The mental power is actually 2000." Tsk, "The three worlds want the host to break through the superhuman category. It is completely impossible to break through by itself. The system should be included in the task reward after the task is released. Raise it."

[Ding, the hidden mission is completed, physical strength +1, mental power +1]

In this way, it seems that the blood red 1000 and 2000 are not so impossible.He began to query information about the system, host, tasks, and so on.

As a medium to be used, the system will be absorbed by the host after the boot is completed, and the host will receive everything...

"This is really inexplicable..."

[Ding, the task is released: the friendship with 'Qingcheng' reaches 90, and the time limit is 1 year.Reward constitution +10, spirit +30, 1 chance of random spin.There is no penalty for failure. 】Fan Haoran touched his chin: No punishment?It seems that the consequences of failing to meet the system's physical and spiritual requirements are quite serious.As for the need to reach 90 favorability with the princess Qingcheng, the most basic requirement is to be close, but it should not be difficult to get close to her. As for the favorability...well, we can talk about it after getting in touch with this girl.

Thinking of the encounter with a certain kid a year ago and his clothes, Fan Haoran has already confirmed the identity of that kid.

……

well.

Why is it good?

Because he already knew where Qingcheng was, and the moment he saw that girl, he knew that this girl had chosen her destiny from Manshen's hands.Even though she was only eleven or twelve years old, her delicate and seductive beauty could still give a glimpse of her future beauty.

She was held in the arms of the owner of the city, and it was said that she was bought from a slave owner.The fat man sweetly called her 'Treasure', she was sitting in a pair of fat, eating exquisite food, she seemed to have no interest in anything but what she was eating.

"Did you just buy it?" Fan Haoran looked at Qingcheng sitting in the gorgeous flying gauze carried by more than a dozen people from a distance, and smiled, "Because her eyes are fascinated by vanity, it is not easy for her until she tastes the real pain." to approach."

Indeed, now Qingcheng is moved by those gorgeous things, and her heart has not yet despaired because of the dryness of feelings. Even if Fan Haoran approaches her to help her now, she can get too little in return.

Now is not the time.

Although it was not the right time, there was no problem in getting close to the city.

The next day, he bought a mask of a white-faced evil spirit and put it on his face. He made a glass ball as a tool for divination, and dressed himself up like a ghost.The black cloak tightly covered the boy's body, his hair grew to his shoulders because he hadn't trimmed it for a year, his blue eyes were hidden in the dark, his mouth, nose and chin were also covered by a black square scarf.

He set up another square table at the entrance of the busiest street in the city. The table was covered with a tablecloth with dark patterns, and a glass ball bought with two copper coins was safely placed on a tripod.

His attire was so strange and mysterious that the dense crowd was immediately attracted.

Someone began to ask curiously: "What are you putting here?"

The voice under the cloak was a little hoarse, unable to distinguish between men and women: "It's 'Secret', all the secrets that I want to hide are here. What happened, what will happen. You can't hide it in front of it."

There were boos from around, and that person pursed his lips. They were all watching the fun, and others also said, "No one will believe you just say it."

"Which one of you wants to do the math." The hoarse voice came from under the cloak again.

Someone came out: "I'm coming! I'll show you what kind of trick you are playing." He sat on the high chair in front of the table with a smile, and when he sat down, he saw a pair of blue eyes, and he was terrified. jumped.Those eyes were too sharp.

"Stretch out your right index finger and left index finger and place them on top of the crystal ball." The fortune-teller said slowly.

Fan Haoran immediately observed this person from the moment he came forward, his walking posture, clothing habits, bones, body shape, his expression, the way he spoke, every strand of his hair.

The people around watched quietly, a little curious.

This is an era where gods and humans coexist, so some people are in awe of it, while others are not because of ambition.

The fortune teller lowered his head to look at the crystal ball that was being pointed by the visitor's two index fingers, the way the man put his hand on the crystal ball.

After a while, the fortune-teller's hoarse voice was as dry as an old man's: "You have just suffered a catastrophe, and it's good to have it all. But please be alert to your surroundings, the demon of disaster is approaching you."

The fortune teller looked at the man who was already a little stiff with his sharp eyes: "Please remember, the treasure chest is full, besides treasures, there are also poisonous blades."

The man thought of something dead, suddenly yelled, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.The people around were also taken aback, and started whispering, guessing that the fortune teller should be right.

The man suddenly sat up eagerly: "Is there any way! What do you want? Gold, silver and jewelry, beauties and wine, I can give you everything!"

Of course, Fan Haoran couldn't save him, he had only analyzed him with the psychology of human behavior, how could he have thought of this suspicious man... Cough cough.

He put away the money and silver that the man put on the table, pushed the gemstone back, and said slowly in his hoarse voice of disguise: "You still have treasure in your heart that you haven't discovered, please strengthen your bright faith."

In fact, he didn't say anything, but the man looked at him who was pretending to be a ghost, stood up and took two steps and came back, leaving all his belongings, and then left.

The people around immediately rushed forward.

"Show me!"

"Give it to me!"

"Hey, don't push me!"

"What are you squeezing, you're stepping on me!"

……

Just a little hypnotic suggestion was used in the conversation, and in just five days, the whole city was fascinated by the mysterious figure who appeared in different places every time but wore a black cloak.

Every time Fan Haoran chooses a place that is crowded with people or rarely seen, but as soon as he appears, many people will recognize him immediately.No matter what kind of psychology they have, when they see those sharp and penetrating blue eyes, they seem to be spying on their lives. They unconsciously want to talk about this mysterious person with others, even if no one knows Know what kind of face is under the black cloak.But it cannot be denied that they began to feel awe in their hearts.

Fan Haoran collected a lot of useful information during these five days.The entanglement of the masters between the cities, the division of power, and the overt or covert competition.Eliminate the superfluous from the subjective words and leave the valuable ones.

He is waiting for the city lord to come.And this kind of waiting was not long. On the fifth day of the second day, there was a group of people standing with swords and armor, and they stood in front of Fan Haoran's table with the crystal ball.

Before they opened their mouths to forcefully oppress, the man under the cloak spoke, his hoarse voice seemed to be filled with a mysterious sense of fog: "I have been waiting for a long time, please lead the way."

The leader was stunned for a moment, feeling a strange feeling of being controlled in his heart, and the arrogance that originally wanted to bully became a little guilty: "Ah, ah...well, please come with me, my lord." He didn't realize it I used honorifics.

Fan Haoran stood up and followed directly behind this person, and the people behind helped him pack his things with winks.

After that things get easier.

The city lord heard that such a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in the city, and he was said to be serious. He also sent people over to test it out, but he didn't expect it to be true. The subordinates who came back looked frightened and thoughtful.Since he is a capable mystic, there is no reason for him not to pick up this gold and use it for himself.

Fan Haoran easily entered the City Lord's Mansion.After a year of hard wandering life, when he saw the city lord's mansion, even a person like him wanted to marvel at the city lord's luxury.Even a city lord is so extravagant and wasteful, one can imagine how the king of the country eats the fat and anointing of the people.

Except for coolies, most of the poor are slaves, and few common people live well.Those who have power are too oppressive, enjoy it as much as possible.And those low-level characters can only bleed and cry, and their bodies are full of stink.

Although he understood this, he was indifferent. He began to work for the city lord and divination for him.Of course, this kind of divination is all false, he is just analyzing the situation, and he can still do such trivial things.

During the period, he met his mission target, that lovely girl gradually raised her head from the exquisite meal to look at the sky.The light in his eyes dimmed every time. He still remembered the first time the two met.

The delicate girl's complexion is fair and bright, but she wears very few and seductive clothes.She squatted by the stream outside Xiaoxuan, with a confused look on her face.

Fan Haoran in a black cloak already has a height of 167, which is not bad for a 12-year-old boy.He came from not far away. At that time, he had just advised the city lord and obtained the wealth that the city lord had always wanted.

Qingcheng heard the voice, she looked at her reflection in the water, after a while she turned around and saw a figure in a black cloak.

Fan Haoran stood not far behind her and didn't go forward again. Not long after, he heard the girl's soft and beautiful voice, and he could clearly hear the moving sound of the stream flowing in the air.

"I know you, and everyone in the city knows you." The voice was clear and girlish, but there was no vitality at all, "Do you know what my future is?"

It was the first time that Fan Haoran didn't use his hoarse voice. He spoke. It was a young man's voice, but it was far calmer and gentler than a young man's. It was tolerant and elegant, and the words he spoke at this time were extremely gentle.

"The future, the reason why it is like this is that it cannot be grasped. It is changing all the time, good or bad, hopeless or alive." Seeing the shocked look on the girl's face when she heard his voice, the young boy still calmed down. He said slowly, "Only by putting in your utmost efforts, taking steps forward, and not being afraid of hardships and dangers. Then when the future comes, you will be able to appreciate the mystery of it."

[Ding, Qingcheng's favorability towards the host is 55, please continue to work hard on the host. 】

Fan Haoran snorted coldly in his heart, his face was hidden behind a black square scarf, his voice was clear and gentle, and he looked at Qingcheng with kindness in his blue eyes.

"No matter what you choose. Before the future arrives, everything will not really become a certainty."

[Ding, the target person's favorability towards the host +5]

Qingcheng seemed to understand a little bit, even though she still didn't understand the true meaning, she felt the kindness of the man in the black cloak towards her.

"You...will I still be able to see you in the future?" Qingcheng looked at him with a gleam of light in his eyes.

The author has something to say: I want to say:

[This is not a system text! 】

[This is not a system text! 】

[This is not a system text! 】

Although there is a system, it is definitely not a system file.

The system will solve it in the third World Cup!

This article actually draws a little bit from No. [-] Pawnshop, but that is something to be dealt with after the system is solved.

Please don't worry about too many similarities with Pawn Shop No. [-].