Miler, who has a system for giving up

And so, I drifted off to sleep.

In the Immortal Realm, Old Man Jiang paced anxiously around the room, muttering to himself, "Little Lele is a genius that only appears once in a century. Could the Shen family really have sent someone again? We just gave her the seal; my brothers should help her, right?"

It turns out that this was all news that Old Man Jiang had just received after transforming into a bird and flying to the Shen family.

The plan for the human world failed, and the Shen family is preparing to try again. If that doesn't work either, they'll just wait and see.

Anyway, I might not be able to ascend, so I'll still die in the end.

Sure enough, as soon as Old Man Jiang heard about another assassination attempt, he hurriedly flew back to his courtyard.

He only returned to human form after entering the house. If his immortal level hadn't been higher than that of the Shen family, Old Man Jiang might not have been able to hear him.

Old Man Jiang calculated with his fingers and concluded that it was time for him to go to sleep. His immortal power had almost recovered, and he should be able to use it again without any problem.

And just like that, I had barely fallen asleep when Old Man Jiang appeared in my dream.

Seeing my furrowed brow in my sleep, Old Man Jiang felt a pang of pity. He gently stroked my forehead, trying to help me relax.

However, what he didn't know was that I was currently trapped in a terrible nightmare...

Old Man Jiang gently tapped my forehead with his immortal power, and the suffocating feeling vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.

I slowly opened my eyes, and what came into view was Old Man Jiang's kind face.

I looked at him nervously, wondering what his purpose was in entering my dream.

After all, the last time it entered my dream, it was to tell me about the assassination attempt. Is it here again to warn me of the danger I'm about to face?

Thinking of this, I clenched my fists and waited quietly for him to speak.

Old Jiang seemed to sense my nervousness, and he smiled slightly, signaling me to relax.

He then told me everything he had learned from the Shen family, so that I could prepare in advance.

I listened intently, not daring to miss a single word.

When I heard the crucial part, I couldn't help but frown, silently pondering how to deal with it.

After explaining this important information, Old Man Jiang handed me a crystal-clear bead.

He told me, "This bead was formed by me using my immortal power. Do not use it lightly unless absolutely necessary. I have only recently recovered and can only condense this one bead at the moment. Its power is enough to kill ten cultivators at the peak of the Golden Core stage, but it can only cause a certain degree of damage to enemies above the Golden Core stage."

This time, Old Man Jiang didn't ramble on as usual, but explained everything concisely.

Finally, he gently patted my shoulder, showing his trust and support. Then, he quietly left the dream.

I remained alone in the dream, gazing at the bead in my palm, my heart filled with countless emotions.

Although this bead appears ordinary, it contains boundless power.

I carefully held it in my hands, feeling the magical power flowing within.

Next, I tried to put it away using my spatial pocket, and I found that it actually could be stored inside.

This scene filled me with immense excitement, and at the same time, I realized the care and love my master had for me.

He knew I might be in danger, so he specially sent me this bead, hoping it would protect me in a critical moment.

This bond between master and disciple deeply moved me, and I secretly vowed to cultivate diligently and live up to my master's expectations.

Filled with gratitude and determination, I awoke from my dream and returned to the real world.

To verify that I wasn't dreaming, I tried taking the bead out of my spatial pocket.

Looking at the bead in my hand, it seemed to give me boundless strength, filling me with the confidence and courage to face the challenges of the future.

I glanced at the time and realized that only twenty minutes had passed since I lay down to sleep.

Silently pondering his master's words, he realized that since the Shen family was not as strong as his master, their speed in transmitting information was certainly not as fast.

Furthermore, they may not be able to provide items like their master, and even if they do, there will be certain limitations.

The master's abilities are unique and unrestricted.

This will give me enough time to do some preparation work, and I'll let everyone know tomorrow.

After clearing my mind, I finally felt relieved and fell asleep peacefully.

The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, I was awakened by a faint sound.

It was a strange conversation, as if something was being communicated quietly.

"Hey, why are there so many more people here? There weren't any yesterday," a soft voice said.

Another voice responded, "I was here last night, and these people are all beautiful young ladies and handsome young men."

"Go away, what does it matter to you if they're good-looking? You worthless sparrow."

That last sentence jolted me awake, making me realize that I could actually understand animal language!

So that's how it is. I can't help but marvel at how even animals can be so gossipy; it's truly unexpected.

But this is good too. Perhaps I can use this newly discovered ability to get advance notice of assassination attempts in the future. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh.

"You're the one who's a broken pigeon, your whole family are broken pigeons."

One of the pigeons angrily cooed at the other, and the pigeon that was being insulted retorted: "You damn sparrow, damn sparrow, nee nee nee nee."

Just as they were arguing, another pigeon suddenly said, "Alright, stop arguing. Listen, there's laughter coming from this room. Let's fly over and see."

Upon hearing this, the other two birds quieted down and nodded in agreement.

So the three birds flew together toward the direction from which the laughter had come.

"Let's go, let's go! That voice sounds like a young lady's, it's so lovely!" one of the pigeons exclaimed excitedly.

"Wait for me, you two pigeons, why are you flying so fast?"

The little sparrow struggled to keep up, complaining as it flew.

Just then, I suddenly noticed three special guests on the railing outside the window.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was two very beautiful pigeons and a chubby little sparrow, which had landed steadily on the railing of the French window I had chosen.

They looked at me curiously, and I looked at them with equal curiosity.

I tried to greet them in animal language, "Good morning, beautiful pigeons, and cute little sparrows."

However, they seemed somewhat confused and did not immediately respond to my greeting.

It turns out they were used to human language and were somewhat bewildered by my sudden animal-language communication.

One of the pigeons spoke first, asking, "Can you understand our language? And can you even speak it?"

I smiled and nodded, replying softly in animal language, "Yes, I can not only understand your language, but I can also communicate with you!"

As time went on, our relationship grew stronger.

At the end of our conversation, I reminded them not to come near us recently, to avoid any danger.

However, after some discussion, they still decided to help me.

They offered to warn me if bad people came, and arranged for birds specifically tasked with surveillance to assist.

I was very grateful to hear this news. At first, I did not agree, fearing that something might happen to them.

However, at their insistence, I promised to build them a luxurious villa-style birdhouse once things were done, to repay their kindness.

All the birds involved can enjoy this treatment.

I know that although these little birds are small in strength, their courage and determination should not be underestimated.

Their willingness to risk their lives to help me deeply warmed and moved me.

I am determined to protect them and prevent them from being harmed in any way.

In those brief two hours, I formed a deep friendship with these lovely birds.

They are not only my friends, but also a part of my life.

I look forward to spending more wonderful times with them and facing future challenges together.

They all said goodbye to me, as they went to arrange the plans we had just discussed. I also washed up and went downstairs.

As I sat down at the dining table, Sweetie, the robot who had greeted us yesterday, came to my side.

She smiled and said to me, "Good morning, Miss Mile. This is Pu'er black tea to warm your stomach. Please have a sip of tea to warm your stomach first."

After she finished speaking, she placed a cup of fragrant black tea in front of me.

I took a small sip, feeling the warm liquid slide down my throat, and a faint aroma of tea spread in my mouth.

Sweetness and thoughtfulness made me feel very warm.

After putting the teacup down for me, Tian Tian went to the kitchen to get busy again.

As I watched her skillfully prepare breakfast, I couldn't help but marvel at the progress of technology and the development of robotics.

As I finished my cup of tea, everyone gradually came downstairs.

They wore relaxed smiles, as if they had forgotten the tense atmosphere of the previous night.

When they saw me, they all greeted me and complimented me on how radiant I looked today.

Sweetie stopped what she was doing and, with a smile on her face, gently placed cups of steaming hot black tea in front of us.

The warm aroma of tea filled the air, making people feel exceptionally comfortable and relaxed.

As Sweetie went back into the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast, I took a deep breath and decided to share something important with everyone.

So I began to tell everyone what my master had told me, and at the same time, I honestly told them that I could speak animal language.

This news surprised everyone, but it also aroused curiosity and admiration for me.

Finally, I proudly announced that I had successfully solved the problem caused by the nearby birds.

This news relieved everyone and also earned them praise for my abilities.

"OMG, Xiao Lele, are you a god? How can you do everything?"

Ye Dongjun stood up excitedly, his eyes filled with excitement, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Yay, I can beat someone up again. My hands are itching to do it after not doing it for so long."

Yan Luo was also eager to try, her face showing a look of anticipation, as if she couldn't wait to show off her skills.

"Wow, Sister Lele, are you some kind of fairy? Can you communicate with any animal? My pet lizard, could you help me communicate with it sometime?"

Qin Yimeng looked at me with envy, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and expectation, and began to ask me for help.

Sikong Feng seemed used to me occasionally unleashing a skill, and wasn't surprised by my abilities, but he couldn't help but smile. He could only hold Yan Luo's hand and gently pat the back of her hand to tell her to calm down.

Then he said, "Just tell me what you need me to do."

Han Heng walked to my side and hugged me tightly. Feeling his warm and firm chest filled me with a sense of security.

I could even clearly hear his heart pounding; it was his care and love for me.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, and everyone else is with you."

Han Heng spoke gently, his tone firm and powerful, which gave me a sense of boundless strength.

His eyes shone with a reassuring light, as if telling me that no matter what difficulties we encounter, we will face them together.

As the sounds from the kitchen gradually faded away, everyone returned to the state they had been in when they first came downstairs.

They exchanged a glance, then smiled and gently clinked their teacups together.

Next, Tian Tian brought out six delicious-looking dishes and a bowl of steaming soup from the kitchen.

Everyone started enjoying these delicacies with a sense of curiosity and willingness to try them.

Surprisingly, Sweetie's cooking skills were outstanding, and every dish was highly praised.

I turned around, gave Sweetie a thumbs up as she stood at the kitchen door, and praised her, "Sweetie, you're amazing! The food you made is so delicious!"

Sweetie smiled modestly and replied, "Thank you, Miss Miler. Actually, I'm able to cook such delicious food entirely thanks to the young master's teaching."

At this moment, Ye Dongjun said aggrievedly, "Little Lele, this is all experience I gained from having diarrhea and stomachaches several times. If you want to thank someone, you should thank me."

Yan Luo couldn't help but tease Ye Dongjun: "Dongjun, I never thought you'd have such an experience. But, Tiantian did a really good job."

And so, everyone began chatting happily again, and the topic gradually turned to what happened last night.

“Since the Shen family will send people again, we must be fully prepared,” Han Heng said with a serious expression.

“That’s right, we can’t just sit here and wait to die,” Sikong Feng agreed.

I nodded and suggested, "Perhaps we can use my ability to communicate with animals and have the nearby animals help keep watch."

This suggestion was approved by everyone, so we decided to set up some secret signals around the area so that the animals could report any unusual situations to us in a timely manner.

Just as we were having a heated discussion, I suddenly heard a slight commotion outside.

A thought struck me, and I immediately called to the pigeon in animal language.

A moment later, a pigeon flew in through the window and landed on my shoulder, bringing important news—a group of strangers was approaching our residence.

I shared this news with everyone, and everyone is ready to go to war at any time.

Just then, a white butterfly flew in.