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Huaxia Kingdom, Linjiang City.
Su Xun, 19 years old this year, is a third-year student in Linjiang No. 1 Middle School.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the starry sky outside was bright and there were bursts of cicadas singing.
Su Xun got up from the chair and stretched before he finished his homework, brushed three test papers and some exercises, the dog in the third year of high school is so miserable.
After finishing these, Su Xun seemed to have completed the task, and did not clean up the messy desk, and lay directly on the bed.
Taking out his Thousand Yuan Magic Machine Pepper, Su Xun opened the game of Glory of Kings.
It has been a while since I played this game. It can be said that this is Su Xun's favorite game. As a student, he has no access to a computer.
It's pretty good to be able to play Wangwang Pesticide on his mobile phone every day. Although his skills are average and his rank is not high, he still enjoys it.
"Congratulations to the host, the city king system has been successfully triggered, and the binding is in progress, please don't mess around with the host."
After opening the game today, Su Xun is signing in to receive rewards, some inscription fragments and gold coins.
Suddenly a voice rang in his mind, scaring Su Xun so much that he almost threw the phone out.
"who?"
Su Xun looked around and found that there was no one there. Did he feel like he hadn't taken the Nutrition Express for the past two days, could not keep up with his nutrition, and had auditory hallucinations?
"The host, please don't look around. The binding is very important. Once the binding fails, the consequences will be at your own risk."
This somewhat mechanized voice sounded again, and Su Xun was sure that this voice did exist, and it seemed to be in his own mind.
I didn't understand what was going on, and I panicked a lot, but after hearing the voice, Su Xun really didn't dare to move, for fear that something might happen.
After three seconds, the voice rang again: "Congratulations to the host, the city king system has been successfully bound, and the host has become the only master of this system on Earth."
"Urban King System?"
Su Xun felt that his brain was not enough. He had also read novels. He had heard of the red envelope system, lottery system, and pretentious system, but what is the king system.
"As the name suggests, the City King System is a magical system developed based on the game Glory of Kings. After the host owns the system."
"Through the lottery system, you can draw items in the system, such as hero skins, to strengthen yourself, and various items can be used in reality."
"???"
Su Xun understands, but it feels like bragging, how can a game be combined with reality, if this is the case, it will be messed up.
Could it be that someone who played the game of Glory of Kings and went crazy got this thing to play with himself?
But thinking about it, it's not possible. When I usually play games, I work hard. If I get blown up, I will pay for it, and I don't spray my teammates for hanging up. I probably haven't offended anyone.
I just heard Su Xun say: "I don't believe it, let me draw a lottery."
"Sorry host, if you want to draw a lottery, you need resentment points, you need the host to pull the resentment points, and then come to the lottery."
"Resentment value, what is that?"
The system explained again: "It is a negative emotion on a person. For example, if you do something or say something that makes others hate you, you will naturally be able to get resentment points from him."
"Are you asking me to commit crimes and gain hatred?" Su Xun probably understood.
"You can understand it this way. This is the setting of the system and cannot be changed. If you want to draw a lottery, you can only do so."
Su Xun figured it out, but he couldn't draw a lottery, and he couldn't judge whether the system was fooling himself.
All of them went to bed at night, where could Su Xun go to make a fool of himself, he also quickly fell asleep, let's talk about it tomorrow.
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Early the next morning, Su Xun got up early and went to school with his schoolbag on his back. He usually bought breakfast in the morning.
"System, are you still there?"
In Su Xun's mind, he always recalled the matter of the city king system yesterday, and asked tentatively.
I was very afraid that when I woke up, I found that yesterday was just a dream.
"Nonsense, of course I'm here, I can still die."
The system is quite domineering, and his temper seems to be quite strong, he said: "Host, I advise you to hurry up and commit crimes. If you don't try and take the first step, you will never be able to use the system."
Su Xun felt that what the system said made sense, and getting the system was something unexpected.
And Su Xun also knows that he is an ordinary hanging silk in all aspects, and there may be no hope in this life. This system may be an opportunity for him to counterattack.
Su Xun, who is introverted, can also understand this truth, so he plucked up his courage.
? When I came to the place where I usually buy breakfast, many small vendors are busy, steaming hot, and at the same time full of aroma, there are almost pancakes, deep-fried dough sticks, and soy milk buns.
The business in front of every stall is quite good, but there is one exception, which sells roasted gluten.
But in the early morning, who eats this thing, and now it is almost summer, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter.
Su Xun locked onto the vendor, thought about it carefully, and then walked up.
"Young man, do you want to eat some roasted gluten? This is my ancestral craft, secret seasoning, and the taste is quite good. After eating one skewer, I want to eat a second skewer."
The peddler finally saw a customer early in the morning, and immediately started talking, very sharply.
Su Xun glanced at the strings of gluten that were being roasted, and asked, "How do you sell this stuff?"
"Two yuan and five skewers. If you buy more than five skewers at one time, I can give you a bunch."
Su Xun continued to ask: "Are there a hundred strings?"
"Damn it!"
The small vendor was taken aback for a moment, and then he became ecstatic, saying that Te Niang met a big customer today, and he wanted a hundred skewers.
Usually he can sell ten skewers at a time, which is already considered too much, not to mention that the weather is getting hotter and business is not so easy, it is not good to sell a hundred skewers a day on weekends.
?It turned out that this kid wanted a hundred strings, which was really a big deal.
The peddler nodded immediately, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I have enough stock, there must be a hundred skewers, and I will get it for you."
Seeing that the peddler had turned his head, and was about to take out the stock in his tricycle, and came out to bake, Su Xun said, "Then give me a bunch."
"???"
The small vendor's movements froze in mid-air, and the whole person was in a mess. This kid is right, is he sick?
At this time, Su Xun could clearly see that a line of small words appeared in his mind: the resentment value from the roasted gluten stall owner +46. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com