GBP Chapter 225: It’s me, the senior, my little friend!
Chapter 225: It’s me, the senior, my little friend!
I didn't expect this system to be so decisive.
Thinking of the rumors she had heard before about the sect leader being quite stingy, the woman stopped worrying and changed her mind with a smile: "Sorry, I was greedy. One point is one point."
The system was very satisfied: "One point per person. Next time when the bulk qualification is expanded, thousands of players will use your face. Wouldn't you be rich? Young man, don't be impatient. Take it one step at a time."
"Oh?" The woman heard more information: "There are only 150 people this time, and there are tens of thousands of qualifications. How long will it take?"
System: "It will only take 50, 60, 70, 80, or 90 years."
woman:"……"
I can tell from what I hear that this system is not only as flexible as a real person, but also a bit off-key and full of nonsense.
If it is not played by a real person, what level of technology is needed to create such a data AI?
At least the woman, who considered herself to be extremely knowledgeable, could not imagine that such technology existed.
She chuckled and said, "It seems your game will continue to operate."
System: "You don't need to test me. As long as the Sect Master is alive, this game will not be closed."
woman:"……"
So direct!
But this is enough information.
It seems that things are bound to change on Blue Planet in the future.
The existence of a game that goes beyond common sense will always make some people feel anxious, and it is unknown what will happen at that time.
And the system also shows it more clearly.
They must protect the suzerain.
And the sect leader needs to develop the sect.
So we have to let Songjiu continue to grow.
After all, this is the world of cultivating immortals. Sooner or later, the Changsheng Sect will grow stronger and stronger and will confront other major sects.
Without sufficient strength, you can only wait for death.
The system urged her: "Get your ID."
The woman thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it Qingguo."
system:"……"
Although it's a bit shameless, looking at the face she pinched, it is quite convincing.
Fortunately, the name has such a strong suppressing power that no player has occupied it by force, so it is easy for Qingguo to enter.
System: "Please select your landing location. There are currently five locations to choose from."
Without waiting for the system to finish, Qingguo said directly: "I choose Taixue Sect."
"Yo?" The system said, "You are very confident, beautiful."
The country: "..."
How come this system can tease people?
She smiled faintly: "Although this game is dangerous, I like excitement."
Who would like to play a game that is not exciting?
Life Player:?
The system delivered its final, mechanical words: "Entering the Taixue Sect will result in a random drop-off location. I can't guarantee where you'll be born, and resurrection is not possible in the game. However, as a reward for you, all your points and rewards for the first month will be tripled. With hard work, you might even have a better start than others."
Qingguo nodded: "I understand."
After the system read out the rules of the game as usual, it directly threw Qingguo into the game.
Here, it showed Song Jiulai, who was already looking for Zhai Xiaotian, a photo of a stunning model: "How about this face?"
"Oh my god, oh my god." Song Jiulai's eyes widened as he looked at it. "Oh my god, who did this? Which player?"
When Song Jiulai saw this face, his eyes widened.
Loving beauty is human nature, not to mention that Song Jiulai was just an ordinary office worker before entering the game, and what he loved most in his life was all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women.
What’s more, it is of this top quality.
It’s not an exaggeration. If I saw Song Jiulai in real life, I would stare at him from a distance.
"Qingguo, just entered, went to Taixue Sect."
Song Jiulai slapped his thigh in anger: "Why can't you figure it out?"
System: "Eighty percent of her is from the national team, and she's still testing me. The face-shaping process during the game's pre-setting is also considered an assessment process. Many players can't shape their faces well because their consciousness can't integrate well. This also depends on talent. If nothing unexpected happens, she will have a gold spiritual root. Even if she ends up in the Taixue Sect, as long as she is discovered, she is beautiful and has a top-grade spiritual root. The probability of her being accepted into the sect is very high."
It is people like this who have the confidence to choose Taixue Sect.
For ordinary players, choosing Taixue Sect is really no different from seeking death.
"Indeed, for this face, I am willing to make an exception."
Song Jiulai looked at that perfect face and couldn't help but sigh: "How was it made? How can we be so different in aesthetic taste even though we're both human?"
Having a good-looking face is really useful.
Although many people in Yunzhou Continent are good-looking, they are just that good-looking if they don’t have a good natural facial appearance.
After all, humans are born alive!
So, good genes are brought from the mother's womb.
Although monks can modify their appearance, it is just a disguise.
Because people in Yunzhou Continent also believe in letting things take their own course.
The original face is the best, unless there are fatal defects.
Otherwise, if you directly modify your face and touch places that should not be touched, which also has the concept of physiognomy in the Yunzhou Continent, it will affect your future cultivation prospects.
At most, cultivation can change one's temperament and make the details of facial features more comfortable, so it is rare to see a particularly ugly cultivator.
But there is a big difference in appearance and height.
However, there is no pathological fashion for beauty in Yunzhou Continent.
This is also the reason why Song Jiulai used several ugly faces, including the players' system faces, but the monks did not particularly discriminate...
But good-looking people are always pleasing to the eye!
However, the person has already gone to Taixue Sect, and Song Jiulai feels a little regretful that he cannot feast his eyes on it in reality.
If this person shows up, the whole county will be shaken.
It’s so beautiful that I feel a small sect can’t contain it.
What if a big sect takes a fancy to me and forces me to send someone?
Thinking this way, it would be okay for her to go to Taixue Sect.
I just don't know if she's lucky enough to get in.
Song Jiulai found Zhai Xiaotian drinking in the restaurant. This time, she had a different expression. As soon as she entered and before she could speak, Zhai Xiaotian glanced at her and said, "I'm taking a break today. I won't be going to Liuxian City."
Song Jiulai suddenly felt like the sky was falling: "Senior, I haven't spoken yet!"
"As soon as the people from your sect showed up and raised their butts, I knew what you were going to do."
Zhai Xiaotian sneered, such a cultivator now had no manners. "You are also in the Foundation Establishment stage now. You only need a good flying magic weapon. It will not be difficult for you to reach Liuxian City in one day. Your spiritual energy is several times that of a normal cultivator."
When Song Jiulai heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately waved his hands with a smile, "Senior, what are you talking about? What's the point of spiritual energy? I'm only in the first stage of Qi Refining. Besides, how can I afford to buy a flying magic weapon? It's so expensive..."
Zhai Xiaotian sighed deeply and said, "I was originally thinking of lending you my gourd."
Song Jiulai stepped forward and grabbed Zhai Xiaotian's arm: "Senior, it's me, my friend! Don't you recognize me? You brought me with you when we first stowed away!"
She changed back to the face she had when she first met Zhai Xiaotian.
Zhai Xiaotian: “…”
It's no wonder that such a shameless person has brought up so many unreliable disciples!
? ?There will be a few chapters later, so I don’t recommend waiting. Go to bed early and read it tomorrow morning.
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