Three Hundred Thirteen: 3 Years in Langya (13)

[Meng Heng, the eldest son of Meng Zhan, the governor of Mengjun County in Cangzhou, and the son of Liu She's stepmother Gu Zhen, is facing the danger of being assassinated. Please accept him. 』』Δ LiewenΩ网Ww W． 『LieWen． After the CC task is completed, the host will receive a "mysterious gift package" as a reward. Failure will result in a level one electric shock! 】

Jiang Pengji was leaning on the desk with her eyes closed, as if taking a nap, but a long-lost electronic synthesized sound came from the system in her ears.

"Meng Heng?" She frowned and tapped her fingers rhythmically on the desk, "Mysterious gift package?"

The system coughed lightly and said, "Yes, this is a characteristic of a real-time task. It is similar to a gold treasure chest. The probability of getting good things is very high. Regarding this task, I hope the host can consider it. After all, you have recently had The live broadcast mission has not been started for a while, and the rewards are limited. This mission only needs to accept Meng Heng and take him for a while to be successful. "

Jiang Pengji sneered coldly and said, "System, you seem to have forgotten. The team here is not led by me, and it is not up to me whether I can accept one more person. Although there are many people in the team, most of them are weak scholars. If the person behind the scenes sincerely wants to kill Meng Heng, it will definitely bring danger to the team. Even if one person is accidentally injured, it will be a huge loss. You want me to take the gamble? "

The system was dumbfounded and tried to persuade Jiang Pengji, but swallowed the words as they reached his lips.

This host is not someone to be fooled easily, it understands it deeply.

"In this case, the host can choose to give up the mission. Even if it fails, the punishment will only be a first-level electric shock, which will have little impact on the host." The system said with regret, "But, from a system perspective, it is still I advise you to accept this task. After all, Meng Heng is not only the son of Meng Zhan, but also the only remaining bloodline of your aunt Gu Zhen, and your cousin."

Jiang Pengji thought for a long time and asked, "If I don't intervene, what is the chance that something will happen to Meng Heng?"

The system replied, "After looking at the background probabilities, I narrowly escaped death."

Jiang Pengji glanced at the "mysterious gift package" on the system task panel with a strange expression, "Don't bother me, I'll think about it again."

The system said businesslikely, "Okay, I won't disturb you."

She didn't seem to have changed much on the outside, but she was already secretly sneering on the inside——

After all, the system couldn't bear it anymore.

When it comes to upgrading the live broadcast room, Jiang Pengji is not in a hurry at all.

She said early on that the upgrade of the live broadcast room depends entirely on "direct upgrade cards".

She won't upgrade if she can't draw a "card".

For more than half a year, she has been saving her popularity points like a miser, and even though the system has a bright tongue, she remains unmoved.

Why is she like this?

Because she has already figured out the system's little tricks.

So what about the system? To put it bluntly, it's just a bunch of smart data. You still want to outplay a living person like her?

Beautiful thought!

After several confrontations, the system did not gain the upper hand. Instead, Jiang Pengji found out some details about the other party and knew what popularity points were.

For the system, popularity points are energy for its upgrades, daily activities, and perhaps even greater uses.

If the live broadcast room is not upgraded, the popularity points earned every day cannot increase. They are fixed at a certain amount.

Unfortunately, the system's appetite is gradually increasing, like a baby in March or April growing into a child of one or two years old.

In the past, a few mouthfuls of milk would fill me up, but now I need a small bowl to make me feel full.

In this case, the upper limit of the number of people in the live broadcast room must be increased, and the popularity points obtained every day can satisfy the system's appetite.

How to increase the maximum number of people?

There are only two ways, either using the so-called "direct upgrade card" or the anchor paying for the upgrade himself.

The system has a good reputation, for the good of the anchor, small investment and big return.

As the upper limit of the number of people increases, the benefits gained by the anchor will be higher.

But, Jiang Pengji seems to be such a stupid person?

The system is hungry as long as it is hungry, and it has nothing to do with her!

More importantly, Jiang Pengji suspected that upgrading the live broadcast room did not require so many popularity points!

Who knows how many kickbacks the system has taken from this?

Jiang Pengji didn't even bother to write a word of what this ghost system said.

Her solution is to delay!

It’s been delayed until the system can’t stand it anymore and it urgently needs more popularity points, so I use my own money to help Jiang Pengji upgrade!

Haha, in fact, this is how the first "direct promotion card" came about.

She bet that this real-time task had no meaning at all. It was just a reason for the system to send Jiang Pengji a "direct promotion card". When she opened the so-called "mysterious gift package", there was definitely a "direct promotion card" inside.

Ever since Jiang Pengji knew that the system could know what she was thinking, Jiang Pengji had divided her consciousness into two parts. The superficial mental activities fooled the system, and the deep-seated consciousness was her real plan... Well, she finally concluded that this task could not be completed. Everything can be done.

"I took it."

Just when the system was feeling uneasy, Jiang Pengji's three gentle words made it cry with joy, as if it had been granted amnesty.

It’s rare that the host is so talkative today QaQ

"Taixue, I'm going to go ride a horse for a while. I feel like my waist is sore from sitting in the car all the time."

Jiang Pengji held the hand stove in her arms for Tuxue. She opened the car curtain a little, stepped out, and quickly closed the car curtain.

"Mr. Wang, remember to put on your cloak to avoid getting cold."

Texue stretched out his head and handed out a cloak. Jiang Pengji had already mounted the horse neatly and took the cloak with one hand.

She flicked her wrist, and the big cloak covered her obediently, like it had eyes.

"Zu De, look at you, young people, full of vitality, not afraid of the cold, it's really enviable."

Mr. Yuan Jing heard the noise, slightly lifted the curtain and looked, and smiled with relief.

He held a hand warmer full of heat in his hand, and he wanted to wrap himself up, looking a lot fatter.

Zu De smiled and fiddled with the silver charcoal in the charcoal basin, moving it a little further away to avoid burning things.

"Teacher is now old and strong, no less than young people. A while ago, he was ice skating with friends, and students didn't dare to go down on the shore." Zu De smiled and said shyly, "If you say you are old, students will be the first to disagree."

Mr. Yuan Jing laughed dumbly, "Your mouth is sweeter day by day, and the old man has lost two pounds because of what you said."

The last snow just stopped, and now it started snowing again. The cold wind blowing in the face is like a knife, scratching people's cheeks painfully.

Jiang Pengji put on his hood, held the reins with both hands, and rode his horse from the end of the team to the front to clear the way.

"What a restless person..." Wei Ci was absorbed in reading a book when he heard the loud sound of horse hooves. He raised his hand to lift the curtain, and saw a white figure galloping past the carriage. The cold wind blew on his face, which made him feel a little more cheerful.

Lu Zheng shivered and curled up into a ball, saying pitifully, "Zixiao, you should put down the curtain. It's freezing."