The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 651 New Skills

Farming System 666: "Host"

Farming System 666: “Is it useless?”

Yun Mo: "What?"

Yun Mo: "Have you developed feelings for it over time?"

Farming System 666: “How is that possible?”

Farming System 666: "I was just wondering, if it's no longer useful, what kind of dish would it be suitable for?"

Dishes?

Is that what I understand?

The entertainment system was dying...it didn't work, but it was angry.

System: "(Entertainment) As a fellow system, not only did you not help save my life, but you actually planned to eat me? Are you still a system? Do you still have the ability to control me?"

Farming System 666: "There is a saying among humans that it is better to let my friends die than to let me die"

Farming System 666: "Who asked you to bind my host?"

Farming System 666: "I don't want to die, so you have no choice but to die"

The farming system's words confused the entertainment system for a moment.

System: "(Entertainment) Can't we just live in peace? If that doesn't work, I can just unbind you."

The electronic sounds of the farming system were filled with contempt.

Farming System 666: "You've come to steal my host, and you still want to live in peace with me?"

Farming System 666: "Are you dreaming?"

System: "(Entertainment) Well, I didn't know he was your host [weak tone]"

If it knew this gentleman was like this, it would never dare to bind him by force even if it was beaten to death.

It's an entertainment system. Only good-looking hosts can thrive in the entertainment industry. So, is there something wrong with it choosing the most beautiful person in the world?!

How could it know that the most beautiful is also the strongest?

It's so powerful that the source code is now open to everyone for viewing.

Yun Mo watched them bickering with a smile, and only spoke after the outcome was decided.

Yun Mo: "Since you are so useful, I won't let you become a dish"

System: "(Entertainment) Thank you."

It doesn't believe it at all!

After studying the source code of the entertainment system, Yun Mo discovered something interesting.

The entertainment system suddenly discovered that the host had let it go, and immediately hid quietly in the corner.

Yun Mo, who was busy studying his new discovery, casually locked the entertainment system in a small dark room.

When he returned home at night, Yun Mo waited until Nangong Jue fell asleep before entering his room.

There were two balls of white light the size of rice grains in the palm of his hand.

This is something new he just researched today.

A ball of white light the size of a grain of rice fell on Nangong Jue's eyebrows and disappeared.

Farming System 666: “Host”, what was that just now?

Yunmo: "This is a little gadget I developed"

Yun Mo: "One is the sound of nature"

Yun Mo: "One is proficiency in music." Yun Mo: "I wonder if these two skills can be successful?"

The next day, Nangong Jue was still asleep when Yun Mo dragged him to the piano room.

Nangong Jue: "Brother"

Nangong Jue: "What are we doing here?"

He has already given up singing, could it be that his brother hasn't given up yet?

No, music knows him, but he doesn’t know music.

Nangong Jue's face was full of worry.

Yun Mo pointed to the piano that he had just repaired yesterday.

Yunmo: "Play a song"

Nangong Jue: "...Brother, I don't have any talent in this area"

Yun Mo: “It’s okay”

Yun Mo: “Just play it as you feel.” Nangong Jue: “Really? (Hesitant)”

Yunmo: "Play"

Nangong Jue: "Okay then"

Nangong Jue sighed helplessly, sat down resignedly, and finally struggled to look at Yun Mo. He found that Yun Mo's eyes were full of his figure sitting beside the piano. Nangong Jue's heart suddenly beat faster.

Nangong Jue quickly withdrew his gaze, pressed his right hand on his heart and took a deep breath.

He stared at the piano keys in front of him intently, his fingers sliding across the black and white keys, and beautiful piano sounds rang out. Nangong Jue seemed to have turned on some kind of switch.

I saw his fingers dancing on the keys, and the sound of the piano flowed like the sound of nature.

Yun Mo seemed to see through the piano: the sun was shining brightly in the early morning, birds were chirping, and a child was walking on the road with a schoolbag on his back.

This is a simple school song, but the pianist brought out the rhythm and charm that gave this simple piece of music a soul. The song ended.

Nangong Jue stared at his hands in a daze.

His hands were clearly unable to play a single coherent note just yesterday.

But now, it sounds exceptionally good.

Are these still his hands?!