Xiuxian Work Log

A gentle breeze rustled the willows, and their branches skimmed the water, creating ripples. A stone hit the surface, drifting a few times before landing on the other side.

Lin Qingyue put his hand away out of boredom and picked up a stone from the side to skip it on the water.

For three consecutive days, Lin Qingyue did not see Hua Xiangrong come back.

She asked Yang Zishen, but he didn't give her any definite answer.

Just tell her that the materials are precious and she will have to wait for at least several days.

"So troublesome?" Lin Qingyue was a little shocked.

"Of course."

Yang Zishen threw out Lan'an with an extremely fast sword speed, piercing the sneaky clay Buddha in one go. He watched the other party squeak and jump around, and smiled evilly.

"Why is this little thing so fun? Do you think it's Lan'an?"

Lan'an held down the clay Buddha as it was about to stand up, and excitedly poked it a few more times. He even lifted the clay Buddha up, raised it to a certain height, and then dropped it to the ground.

It's simply unbearable to watch.

Lin Qingyue reluctantly said, "Your interests and hobbies are really hard to describe."

Yang Zishen accepted it happily: "Thank you for the compliment, but don't think that I won't hate you just because you compliment me."

Lin Qingyue: "Then I take back what I said just now."

Yang Zishen frowned, "There must be something wrong with you. I hate you even more."

Lin Qingyue smiled, "Thank you for the compliment."

Now, Yang Zishen's face turned completely dark.

"ill!"

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"ill!"

Lin Qingyue really couldn't stand that Zhou Baopi Pochen anymore.

"Why aren't my mission work hours counted these days? Pochen, what do you mean?"

Dust-Breaking System spoke in an innocent tone.

"I don't know either. This is a recent regulation."

"You have to clock in at the beginning and end of each day to complete your work!"

"And if you carefully observe the changes in the system space, you would have known this rule a long time ago!"

Lin Qingyue was furious.

"So you deliberately didn't inform me and waited all these days until I found out?!"

"Am I some heinous criminal? Why are you treating me like this? You rubbish system!"

The Dust-Breaking System spoke in an impatient tone, thinking that Lin Qingyue just couldn't understand what people were saying.

Data streams flashed where the punch-in marks were.

Dust-Breaking System: "It's so obvious right here, and you didn't see it, so forget it. I didn't block it, and I'm not your parent, why should I remind you of everything?"

laugh.

"Giant baby."

Lin Qingyue looked at the sign which was as small as a grain of rice and laughed speechlessly.

"Is this what you call obvious?"

"Who would make such an important symbol the size of a grain of rice? Don't make your ulterior motives sound so sanctimonious!"

"And what kind of crappy rule is this that your Interstellar company has come up with?! If a high-tech system can't even tell if I'm working, then has your technological development been in vain? Your thoughts are feudal, your heart is foul, and your behavior is backward. This time it's a punch-in, but what's next time?"

Dust Breaking System said coldly, "Of course the company set this rule to prevent hosts like you from slacking off. You blame everything on the world and everyone else, don't do your missions properly, and even blame others for supervising you. Isn't this what you deserve?"

"You deserve it, you idiot!" Lin Qingyue kept operating in the system space.

Seeing this, the Dust-Breaking System on the side jumped to the ceiling and turned into an eye looking at Lin Qingyue.

"Are you going to complain about me?"

"But even if you complain to me, all it will do is change the sign back to normal size."

"You still can't change the company's rules! Why are you so angry? How long can you keep doing this? If you can't change the facts, you'll end up punching the clock anyway."

"On Earth, you're used to exploitation worse than just punching a clock, so why do you accept incompetence when you work in a company?"

"Host, you are making a big deal out of nothing. What we have done is just a drop in the bucket of what you have accepted before."

"So you interstellar citizens also have to punch in for work?" Lin Qingyue retorted to the Pochen System.

The Dust-Breaking System was divided into countless eyes, blinking in unison, making Lin Qingyue feel creepy and his hair stand on end.

"Of course!" Dust Breaking System called out, "No need!"

"Every living interstellar citizen doesn't have to work. Just stay happy every day!"

Countless eyes looked at Lin Qingyue, blinking in unison, their eyeballs moving as Lin Qingyue walked.

Lin Qingyue wanted to block the Dust-Breaking System for a moment, but then he heard the Dust-Breaking System screaming there.

“宿主！他们看到你了！在和你打招呼呢！我们的热度积分回到60分了！不70分了！80分！90分！啊啊啊100分了！”

"Thank you all for your ratings. The Dust-Breaking System wishes you all a happy day!"

The eyes looking at Lin Qingyue made Lin Qingyue feel like a piece of fish on a chopping board, his heart beating constantly, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

Lin Qingyue found himself speechless and couldn't help but touch his neck.

Is this really that dramatic? They used to lose points when they were not careful while doing missions, but today they suddenly discovered Star Citizen and their points shot up to 100?

But why... these interstellar citizens are all eyes...

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On a desolate mountain road, a group of displaced farmers supported each other as they walked forward, following the winding path. From a distance, they looked like a giant snake climbing the mountain.

The one walking in front dug up all the edible wild vegetables, the one walking in the middle dug up the weeds and tree roots, and the one at the end held the loess and stuffed it into his mouth repeatedly.

Until his stomach was full and he could not swallow the last bit of soil, he encountered a sharp little stone, a protruding tree root, or an unintentional push.

All his strength disappeared in an instant, and before he could react, he had fallen into the abyss and was swallowed by the mountain.

A man in red stood out in the crowd and was out of tune with the others.

Amin squinted his eyes and looked at the red on the mountain. His eyes stung. When he opened his eyes again, he still saw the double image of the man in red.

Not only the man, but everything around him was blurry and overlapping. Amin accidentally tripped over a rock and almost fell, but luckily he grabbed a branch and didn't fall.

But he didn't dare go any further. He sat by the roadside, staring blankly at the people passing by. For a moment, it was as if his soul had been unsheathed. He floated and floated to the top of the mountain, passed the foot of the mountain, and saw them find a place to settle down. Fireworks curled up, and Amin took a deep breath of the fragrant food, his stomach full and warm.

It was not until a cold hand touched his forehead that Amu reacted.

It's the man in red.