Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Chapter 131 1 green smoked ink dye (1)

Enter the system score determination again.

Lu Jian skillfully plugged his ears.

Ning Qi stretched out her short stick figure legs and kicked away her earplugs, and started tapping on the blackboard to highlight key points.

[Alright, little sister, let’s summarize this plane. 】

"..." Lu Jian pursed his lips and said nothing.

In fact, the words of adults were still circulating in her head.

She didn't believe adults would like her.

If so, maybe it’s because of pets?

It was like a civet cat that had no one at the entrance of the temple and ran around all day long. She might even feed it when she felt like it.

But maybe I have to go back to another world.

[First of all, I think this world may have been doomed from the moment Little Sister appeared. ] Ning Qi recalled Lu Jian’s ambitious words and twitched the corners of her mouth.

That is to say, fortunately it is a disbeliever.

The new law and the old law, to put it bluntly, are about luck.

The old rule chose Wu Li, and the new rule chose Lu Jian.

[Tell the truth, little sister, are you a superior being in your world who has taken advantage of the heroine script? ] Ning Qi rubbed her hands, her tone actually a little excited.

Lu Jian thought about it for a moment, then rubbed the fur on its body and said, "If my world were to be simplified into a novel, then I would probably be a villain."

A failed villain.

A villain who met the light when he was young.

Although it sounds like nonsense, it was when she was at her lowest that she met a person who was more dazzling than the gods.

An adult should be such a dazzling person, someone she likes but should keep a distance.

There is a high chance that he will not have the memory of the small world, and even if she really gives up her mission and chases him, how long will it last? She doesn't want to have a beginning for something that will end sooner or later.

"Want to know about my past?" She smiled softly.

Ning Qi blinked, [Is that okay? 】

"I can take you to my hometown to have a look. It may not be as interesting as the technological world there." She shrugged, "I'll leave when the next world ends."

【Great! ] Ning Qi's happiness was beyond her expectation, but what she said next was quite heartbreaking, [But young lady, I think it will be difficult to succeed in the next world. We may directly enter the world of punishment. 】

"..."

She couldn't bear it anymore, "Can't you just fix a bug?"

She didn't know how it became a rule that her mission failed.

According to her attitude, she no longer cares about failure or success. In short, she just said that I tried my best.

[I haven’t tried it, maybe I can try it. ] Its eyes are shining.

【Do you want to go to the next world now? 】

"Let's go."

[Start transmission, transmission in progress...]

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Jiangcheng, Yuzhen.

The diffuse morning fog covered the town, and a slight drizzle began to fall from the sky, like broken beads, falling into the river drop by drop, blending into the slowly flowing river.

The sky was turning slightly white, and some vendors were already shouting. However, the morning market here was relatively deserted, with not many people coming and going.

An arched stone bridge spans both sides of the river, with large characters carved on the stone like dragons and phoenixes dancing.

——Wanli Bridge.

Wanli Bridge in Jiangcheng Water Town has always been a place praised by people of all ages.

Yuzhen has been synonymous with Jiangnan since ancient times. It seems to be a fusion of all classical and ink paintings, with a poignant beauty and coldness that is difficult to describe in poetry and song.

A woman wearing a plain cheongsam slowly raised her arm and opened the oil-paper umbrella.

The raindrops streaked across the edge and returned to the puddles on the ground again. She held an umbrella and walked through the heavy fog in the ancient town to walk through the poetic morning market, with a slight smile on her lips.

"Miss Lu, it's so early to open."

"Hey." She responded with a smile.

The embroidered shoes stepped on the moss-free ground and walked lightly. The plain white cheongsam was slightly split at the calf. Step after step, the hem of the clothes swayed beautifully.

The rain blended into the soil along the gaps between the green tiles, once again giving the town a hazy feel like a fairyland.

This place has not yet been affected by the war, but it may not be far away.

The girl has a delicate and soft face, a pair of warm autumn eyes with a slight smile, slightly curved eyebrows, and a kind of classical beauty. The white cheongsam on her body is embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the shawl dispels some of the morning chill.

When she arrived under the eaves of her medical clinic, she put away her umbrella and hung it at the door. Then she unlocked the door and pushed open the door of the medical clinic.

The light herbal flavor is mixed with the fresh breath, giving it an indescribable cooling feeling.

Lu Jian held half of his face with almost enjoyment and sighed, "Finally, I don't have to smell blood anymore."

She loved this small town full of poetry.

People are also very friendly.

There is also a reclusive couple living here, and it has all the smells of fireworks, but it has a sense of peace and tranquility.

"If I had literary talent, I would definitely write a poem here." She shook her head, thinking of her Chinese.

When was the last time you did discontinuous reading and poetry questions?

That's what happened in the first world.

Time goes really fast.

This time the world is the Republic of China world.

There is no female protagonist in the script for the male protagonist.

When Lu Jian finished reading the plot, he was thinking that her character could be a villain or Black Moonlight.

She is the woman that the male protagonist Pei Jiu has the most contact with.

Ning Qi no longer uses plot points at various stages to restrain her, although it seems that she has never been restrained.

But she doesn't care about the plot deviation now. As long as the final ending fits the plot, it can still be successful.

Her mission is to steal the male protagonist's military defense map, and then be discovered by the male protagonist, and then commit suicide with a gun.

Lu Jian put the medicine he had packed yesterday into the bag and waited for someone to come and get it.

The babbling sounds of opera singers outside the door can be vaguely heard here. The high-pitched voice coupled with the sad accent also has an indescribable beauty.

She made herself a cup of tea, sat on the lounge chair, and raised her hand to pick up the newspaper inserted at the door of the store today.

It talks about the war in the north.

There is even Pei Jiu’s name.

She picked up the tea and took a sip, then continued reading slowly.

He captured five more urban areas, all close to Yu Town.

Strictly speaking, Yuzhen may be called the dividing line between north and south, but because it is along the coast, it is foggy, and the climate is not too severe. There are not many ports here, and the economy is not prosperous, but it is not bad either.

So few people choose to attack here.

Today's warlords all want to take the initiative in foreign business and are eyeing other ports along the coast.

The last little emperor has also disappeared, and everyone else is going crazy.

The royalists are looking for it, and so are the radicals, but their purposes are different.

She gently put down the tea cup, and was about to shake the newspaper and put it away when a dagger suddenly came across her neck.

She was not surprised, her beautiful eyes flashed, her hands moved for a moment, but she pretended to shrink.

The person behind her was separated from her by a recliner, and his voice was a little hoarse, but with an indifference that couldn't be ignored, "Help me heal my injury."

Did the male protagonist sneak in when she was closing her shop last night?

At that time, she was filled with the joy of getting off work, and she was far away, so she might not have noticed.

The laws of the world are at a strong stage. Although it cannot be said to have suppressed her to death, it has also blocked many of her abilities. Maybe her senses have indeed declined.

but……

Pei Jiu, is this how you ask for help?