Xingtie: Starting from the Cloud Five period

"What's wrong, Jiang Yuan? Are your eyes uncomfortable?" Bai Heng asked with concern.

"No, I just wanted to wink." Jiang Yuan replied calmly.

"..."

Bai Heng said that after knowing each other for so long, she thought she was used to any sudden behavior of Jiang Yuan.

But I still can't understand it.

Jiang Yuan pretended nothing had happened and sat down to continue talking to the system.

"I blinked so many times, so you must have already created eight or ten level systems?"

[…]

[If the host needs it, this system will show it to you.]

Jiang Yuan blinked, leaned back suddenly and covered his eyes.

The system really produced the ten or eight that were promised.

His eyes were suddenly occupied by more than twenty light screens.

These at least twenty light curtains are different from each other, from color to shape to style.

The one in the middle was emitting dazzling light, and everything from the outline to the text on it was flashing rapidly.

The room was not as bright as outside, and when there was a sudden flash in front of his eyes, he was dazzled.

The basic information is the same in every light curtain.

【Name: Jiang Yuan】

[Age: 18 (self-proclaimed)]

[Height: 160 (self-proclaimed)]

[Identity in this world: Pleasure Envoy (incomplete version), Hunting Envoy (incomplete version)]

[Ability: Not yet named]

[Strength level: Two-thirds Mirror Stream (current)]

[Level: Level 250]

Jiang Yuan didn't know what to complain about for the moment.

Complaining that this level panel almost blinded him?

Complain about the height and age which are the most obvious, and then add "this is my self-proclaimed name" at the end?

Or is he complaining about how he used to use the "one-fifth of a wild boar" meme for Paimon, and now it's his turn to be criticized like that?

Or are you complaining about that level number that obviously implies something?

"Jiang Yuan, are you okay?"

Before he complained, several people around him were already feeling strange because of his obvious action of covering his eyes and leaning back.

The entire panel disappeared in an instant. Jiang Yuan rubbed his eyes and said, "Nothing happened. I just suddenly thought of something sad."

Bai Heng turned his head to make eye contact with the other people, and received several confusing looks.

"Um, can you tell us about it?"

What kind of sad thing could cause Jiang Yuan to suddenly have such a big reaction?

Bai Heng really believed it and spoke with a cautious tone.

"It's sad that I haven't finished the dubbing for the game yet. It will take some time before the game can make money. Well, it makes people feel like they are in another world." Jiang Yuan sighed deeply.

"Really?" Jing Yuan, who was almost deceived, narrowed his eyes, "Did I just hear about earning something? You didn't mean to say, make money, did you?"

"Ah, is there?" Jiang Yuan blinked innocently, "No, I didn't say anything."

"Brother Ying Xing, is your daily forging time coming up? Shall we go?"

"Not yet." Ying Xing took a sip of wine leisurely, "I just plan to take a rest today."

Jiang Yuan suddenly felt that his relationship with Ying Xing had gotten better, and Ying Xing becoming more talkative had some disadvantages.

"Okay." He took a sip of milk tea, "I confess, half of the purpose of publishing games is to make money..."

"Stop," Bai Heng made a gesture to stop him, "That's not what you should be talking about."

"What is that?" Jiang Yuan tilted his head.

"Are you really sad because you can only make money later?" Bai Heng still didn't quite believe it. Jiang Yuan's eyes were red just because he couldn't make money.

This guy usually hangs out in the fairy boat, isn't he quite extravagant when spending money? I can't see that he is reluctant to spend.

"I just remembered that I have a friend who likes Mora very much. Do you know Mora?"

"The Mora like in the game?"

"Yes, the currency of another world." Jiang Yuan wiped his face again in a serious manner, "She and my dear sister are in another world. I haven't seen them for a while."

Bai Heng hesitated and opened his mouth to try to comfort her.

Jiang Yuan sighed again: "When I think about them eating delicious food in Teyvat, most of which was spent on my money, but I can't eat it, I feel so sad."

"..." The kind-hearted Bai Heng turned his eyes away from him and decided not to believe his nonsense again. "Then you should just be sad."

"Oh, how heartless."

Jiang Yuan blinked aggrievedly, but found that the other people looked away and didn't look at him.

"My heart hurts so much, you don't care about me at all."

[Ding, host, have you noticed that your mental state is not right recently?]

"Really? I'm in good spirits!"

Jiang Yuan turned his sadness into appetite and drank his milk tea in one breath, and also finished the pot of tea on the table.

[Oh, yes, you still believe in happiness, that's fine.]

'Aha said He would not take the blame.'

Energy in the body +1

[Host, do you admit that you are mentally ill?]

Jiang Yuan slapped the table and stood up.

"What's wrong with me? My mental state is quite normal!"

The five people who were chatting among themselves silently turned their gaze back to him, and then moved their eyes downwards.

Jiang Yuan's cup fell onto the table because of his action, and a few drops of transparent liquid flowed out.

[Oh, one glass, why don't you take a nap first?]

"Sleep, why sleep, how can I be drunk..."

Jiang Yuan fell headfirst onto the table with a thud.

Five people looked at the back of his head.

"Jiang Yuan?" Bai Heng patted Jiang Yuan, "What should we do? If we ignore him, will he be mad?"

Jingyuan picked up Jiangyuan's teacup and looked at it.

Ying Xing picked up the wine jug and tried to pour the wine, but it was empty.

Dan Feng, who was good at using the Cloud Chant technique to heal people, stood up and said, "Let me take a look."

Jingliu sat where he was, his eyes sweeping across everyone in the room, then landing on the wine jug, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

After a few seconds.

"No need to look at it." Jing Yuan said.

"This kid is..." Ying Xing put the wine jug back on the table.

"...drunk." Dan Feng finally concluded.

"It is true." A faint smile appeared on Jingliu's usually calm face.

"Ah?" Bai Heng looked at the wine pot, then at Jiang Yuan, whose lower body was standing and upper body was lying on the table, "Are you drunk? Just this pot of wine?"

"Yes." Dan Feng adjusted Jiang Yuan's position so that he could lie on the table relatively comfortably. "Ying Xing, can you take him back?"

"It can only be this way."

Ying Xing was helpless.

……

"Are you awake? I'm going out now."

The sound went from fuzzy to clear.

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes vaguely: "Huh? What's wrong with me?"

Recalling what happened before he closed his eyes, he sat up abruptly: "Don't drink the tea, there's something wrong with that tea!"

"If there's a problem with the stuff in your own store, it's your fault."

Ying Xing stood at the door with his arms folded across his chest.

Jiang Yuan suddenly remembered the silent Ren who was holding the sword.