System experience officer

The guys agreed, and each of them carried a spare. With the arrangements complete, they also finished testing the system. What left Han Zifeng speechless was that there was no enemy attack; it was simply a chain reaction caused by the mission participant's improper operation.

As for the matter of absorbing luck, it's entirely due to the host's impure heart, causing the system to become a system that absorbs luck. We're going to reformat it and see if that works; if not, we'll make further adjustments.

Zeng Feng had always felt that he was easily manipulated. Now that the Life Editing System had just been released, a bunch of idle people were happily waiting for the new taskmaster. To Zi Feng's surprise, this time it was a little monk.

A group of people watched this young monk, who seemed to be struggling to survive, barely scraping by. Zifeng, her voice piercing, asked Sun Wukong, "Is little Tang Sanzang really that miserable?"

Sun Wukong scratched his face, pondered for a while, and then asked, "Even if we all go together, we're not as unlucky as this guy, right?" Everyone pondered for a moment, then looked at the River Styx, for it was a professional unlucky person.

Styx rolled his eyes at the group, but he had to admit, this child was truly unlucky. Zifeng told Yang Jian to open his Heavenly Eye and take a look, and Yang Jian complained, "He's burdened with a mountain of sins. He was probably one of those who laid down their butcher's knives in his past life. Even if he's reincarnated, he'll never be able to pay off all his sins."

Zifeng complained: "I have the utmost contempt for monks' 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.' Damn it, the 'putting down' that monks teach is completely different from the 'putting down' that ordinary people understand. Monks' 'putting down' means letting go of past attachments; ordinary people's 'putting down' is simply throwing away the knife, losing their hair, and ceasing to do evil, and that's it. These bald guys are really taking people in."

Sun Wukong: "I know how to do this. Me, Jin Chanzi, and Red Boy are all in this category."

Zifeng pointed at Nezha and said, "You forgot about this guy."

Nezha: "I am not a member of the Buddhist sect."

Zi Feng complained, "Except for you, you demon pill, the rest are all Buddhists. Who told you to be so disobedient? Here's a pagoda base for your family, and you might even have a chance to convert them. It feels like these bald guys are even less than human, what do we do?"

Styx: "He even steals from my Shura, what kind of good person could he be?"

Zi Feng nodded, feeling that this monk was even more in need of a beating. She asked curiously, "So, why didn't you kill them during Journey to the West?"

Yang Jian calmly replied, "If the Lord doesn't allow it, we can only deliver it by hand. Even a monkey can cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace."

Sun Wukong immediately objected: "Three eyes, what do you mean?"

Zi Feng retorted, "You Great Sage of Balance, you should just shut up."

Sun Wukong nodded, looking at Nezha with a questioning expression, and asked, "What does this sister mean?"

Zifeng asked Yang Jian happily, "How much dog food did your family lose? What did you tell your uncle?"

Yang Jian replied without changing his expression, "Sixty thousand catties, I'm being generous."

Sun Wukong immediately flew into a rage: "Yang! Jian! No, can I possibly finish all of this?"

Zi Feng chimed in, "So you're the Great Sage of Accounting, with three eyes. How did those other families report their accounts? Let this monkey learn a thing or two."

Yang Jian glanced at Sun Wukong and said, "Take a 100,000-mu peach orchard, 90,000 gourds of elixirs, 100,000 books of life and death, and kill a million shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

Zi Feng spread his hands: "The Great Sage of Balance is truly deserving of the title."

Sun Wukong was completely bewildered. He dropped his staff, grabbed a monkey's hair, and asked, "Is it really okay for you to bully a monkey like this? No, do you think your uncle would believe that?"

Zi Feng said happily, "That's how they report it. Believe it or not, you're a detainee, you can't reconcile the accounts, can you?"

Even Styx couldn't help but pat the monkey's head and say, "You're even more miserable than me."

Sun Wukong was completely exasperated by what was said, retreating to a corner to sulk... Zifeng burst out laughing, while Yang Jian whistled. All I can say is, compared to the others, Yang Jian was truly the most considerate one. These people, in their eagerness to gain an advantage, have completely abandoned all logic, haven't they?

When Sun Wukong switched places, he picked up his staff and said, "No way, I've already taken the blame, I have to get my hands on this stuff."

Zi Feng laughed happily, but still asked curiously, "Do you actually have the numbers you gave us?"

Yang Jian replied, "No, that's why I asked the Jade Emperor for reimbursement." Everyone nodded in agreement. The monkey's staff fell to the ground again, and the whole monkey felt terrible. His entire demeanor screamed: "You can't treat a monkey like this!"

Even Nezha couldn't help but burst out laughing this time: "Brother Monkey, you're really pitiful."

Sun Wukong sobs, "I don't want to talk to you anymore, sob sob." There's nothing they can do; Yang Jian is right. Even if they went up, they couldn't collect so much food in a short time. And even if they did, they couldn't eat it all in a short time! What's the point of stealing it then? Even more frustrating!

Zi Feng, speechless, asked the little monk, "Is this kid out of his mind?"

It's no wonder people ask this question. Who would obtain such a system without being associated with gods and Buddhas? Little Shani's background is all mortals, even if they are wealthy and powerful mortals. But what use is a group of mortals?

As it turned out, this child truly created something extraordinary. He immediately adopted the template of the monk Bianji, identifying himself as a descendant of Princess Gaoyang and the monk Bianji.

Upon seeing this unfolding scene, Zi Feng immediately asked Ming He, who knew monks best, "Is this monk practicing the Joyful Meditation?"

Styx covered his face and replied, "Given his size, he shouldn't be that ruthless, right?"

Zi Feng looked at Nezha and said, "Nezha, why don't you invite your two older brothers over to watch the fun together? The thing is, they seem to not understand it."

Nezha retorted to Sun Wukong, "Isn't there a Buddha there?"

Zi Feng looked at the withdrawn Sun Wukong and said, "Great Sage Pingzhang, look at him now. Let him calm down first. Besides, even if this monkey isn't discouraged, I doubt even a fighting Buddha like him could understand it. I feel your brother is more reliable."

Sun Wukong glanced at the little monk and said, "It's not the Joyful Zen. He already has a predestined marriage. Even if you call my master, it's useless. Conversion isn't something that can be done by chanting a few 'Amitabha's names. Sister, I guess I'll be useless in this mission of yours too."

Zi Feng covered her face and said, "Thanks for your kind words." After a moment of silence, she asked Sun Wukong again, "No, you're supposed to be a Buddha, aren't you going to do something about this?"

Sun Wukong complained, "I'm in charge of silencing witnesses. This isn't my responsibility. Why don't you call my master to come and take a look?"

Zi Feng asked in silence, "Wait, which version is he now? The talkative version, the monk version, the fighting version?"

Sun Wukong: "Master still has some fighting skills, like a monk. He's not too talkative except when he's reciting the Tightening-Headband Mantra."