Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

"Okay, in that case, I'll just give him a little virus to infect the headquarters."

"Huff, huff, huff..." The small system breathed a sigh of relief when it saw that the host had finally given up the determination to destroy the small Japanese pirate island.

So he searched through his system space and found a plague virus. It was powerful, but not incurable. He also packed the antidote and gave it to his host, otherwise it would be bad if it was transmitted to the Chinese people.

Seeing that the system was so understanding after a little scare, Yiang smiled quietly, thinking that the test was worth it. Although he really wanted to attack the enemy's lair and eliminate the island, he also knew that some established history could not be changed. He could only make some changes.

After neatly administering the virus to Matsui Iwane, he left. He still had to go to China and place the antidote in the well water. Fearing it wouldn't be effective, Yiang smuggled some of the antidote from his own talisman into the wells of various counties, towns, and villages throughout Nanshi City. He was busy all night. Luckily, he'd managed to get some cheating tools and created a speeding talisman for himself. Traveling a thousand miles a day was no problem, and traveling ten thousand miles at night was no problem!

Otherwise, just administering the antidote would be a huge project.

He asked Xiaotuanzi to pack up the important and urgent documents, affixed an invisible talisman, and placed them in the mayor's office. As for his disbelief, Yiang hadn't considered the issue. Since Xiao Shanling was a hero and truly committed to resisting the Japanese invaders, he would definitely verify it. Besides, being prepared and not being prepared are two different things, especially in war.

The most important documents were the plan for the capture of Nanshi and the execution of Chinese citizens after the capture. This was later known as the Nanshi Massacre. I believe Mayor Xiao will make the right judgment and plan.

After finishing all this, Yiang wanted to go home and have a good sleep. He had been running around all night without stopping. Before he even got home, he heard people saying that a portrait of the person who had attacked the previous night had been passed down from the Japanese headquarters. He must have done something incredible, so everyone wanted to see who it was, and they would definitely bow to this hero if they met him in the future.

Yiang stopped moving forward and turned to walk towards the teahouse. Although it was a time when everyone was in danger, some stores were still open. After all, apart from other things, the National Army and the Red Army also needed military supplies, and some underground party members also needed a public identity. Therefore, even in wartime, there were still many industries and stores operating normally.

The teahouse Yiang went to was a popular haunt of all sorts of people, and it was also the easiest place to eavesdrop on information. Upon arriving, he chose a spot in the middle of the second floor. The second floor of the teahouse was like a balcony, with private rooms. Yiang sat outside, allowing him to observe both the first and second floors simultaneously. Actually, Yiang had divine sense, allowing him to overhear conversations from anywhere, but the second floor was somewhat quieter.

"Hey, have you heard? There's a hero who went straight to the Japanese headquarters and killed several Japanese officers. So they want to capture him now?"

"Yes, yes, I heard that too. They said the portraits have been leaked."

"What? I heard that the tallest one, named Matsui or something, was killed by Gala. A relative of mine works in the hospital and brought him in in the middle of the night. It seems the surgery wasn't done properly, so he's still alive."

"Really? Anyway, he's a hero of China. If we see his portrait, we should be nicer to him next time we meet him."

"If you ask me, even if I knew who it was, I would pretend not to know him if I met him."

"Why, are you still afraid that the Japs will find out? They've killed so many of our compatriots, and we all hate them so much that we're all eager to drive them out."

"Hey, who's afraid of the Japs? If they dare to come, I'll kill one by one, and if there are two, I'll kill a pair. I'm not afraid of causing trouble for other heroes."

"What if some traitors or spies find out and harm our heroes? The more heroes like this our country has, the sooner we can drive them out."

"Yes, yes, that's true. After all, not everyone has the backbone to defend our country's land and conscience. There are still those cowardly traitors who lick the devils like dogs every day and take advantage of us."

"Bah... beasts, sooner or later, I will kill them."

"Hey, keep your voice down, what if there's a dog traitor or spy?"

"We can die, but we can't die for no apparent reason. As a man, we should die defending our country."

Yi'ang listened for a while, hearing all sorts of stories. There were many versions, but none of them mentioned plague. Fortunately, the antidote had been distributed to every region, otherwise, the hospital would have been the first to suffer. As for the portrait... Yi'ang wasn't afraid of being discovered, but he was afraid of trouble. It would be hard to cause trouble later, so he decided to go!

"Host, you're famous now! Do you want me to help you? I can change your portrait~"

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"How could you think of me like that? Host, can't the Lun family just complete the mission for you? Can't it be that we just can't stand the Japanese devils' actions?"

"Speak properly. If you can't speak, don't speak anymore. Even a fool can tell that you have a request. Usually I ask you, but this is the first time you've offered to help."

"Nothing, just after the mission is completed, can you give me more points?"

"Points? You didn't tell me there were points? And where did the points come from, and how much are they? Tell me the truth." Yi Ang thought to himself, he did make some inquiries at the beginning, but he only knew the origin of this little thing and whether it was safe, and whether it was the work of evil cultivators. He really didn't know anything about these things.

"Points are awarded by the company based on the original owner's satisfaction with the task. They can be used to purchase items in our system mall. A full score of 100 equals points, and so on."

"In other words, if the original owner gave a few dozen points, the points would be a few hundred, right? What do you mean by giving you some points?"

"Taskers complete tasks and earn points. Our system takes 20% of these points each time and uses them to purchase items or convert them into energy. Purchased items can be used by the tasker, given to the tasker, or traded with other systems. Energy can be used to travel through time and space, and most importantly, for fixed-point teleportation, but this requires a large amount of energy. Emergency tasks often require fixed-point teleportation, as the wisher must have reached a critical point. I just want you to give me a little more!"

The little dumpling wanted to use his hands to compare, but found that he had no hands, so he flashed his own ball of light.

So that's how it is. Yiang thought to himself that he didn't need it, but it was not impossible to give more.