After working tirelessly all night, Yan Xi was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten his back. He grimaced and asked, "System, how much progress has been made on the mission?"
System 5555 looked worried: "Ah... I advise you not to listen."
"Why?" Yan Xi immediately perked up, her heart tightening. "Don't tell me the mission progress is not moving forward!"
System 5555: "Not really."
"That's good, that's good." Yan Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
System 5555: "It only went up 1% overnight."
Yan Xi: “…”
"Say it again." Yan Xi was shaking with anger.
System 5555: "I'll say it again. Why deceive yourself? I never thought the male protagonist of this dimension would be so stingy. He subverts my values and doesn't even know what equal exchange means. It's disgusting."
Yan Xi kicked his feet and lay flat on his back, his face full of despair. "System, do you think it's too late for me to change the mission standards now?"
System 5555: "It's too late. Once the mission criteria are determined, they cannot be changed, even at death."
Yan Xi smiled: "..." I fucking...
If I were any more fragile, I would have jumped off the building.
Yan Xi suddenly felt so pitiful and helpless, and hugged herself tightly.
What kind of person is this? A client would at least give some money and say a few sweet words to him, but Yan Ziyuan has nothing and his progress has only increased by 1%.
Woo woo woo… He should never do this again next time, it’s not worth it at all.
He just wants to kill people now.
Kill Yan Ziyuan, that stingy guy!
At this time, the stingy Yan Ziyuan was making porridge for Yan Xi in the kitchen.
As I endured the pain, I couldn't help laughing, and my expression was more joyful than ever before.
I don’t know whether the little fox likes to drink porridge.
Forget it, if he doesn't like it, I'll ask him what he likes to eat later...
Wait, that's not right!
Yan Ziyuan's smile gradually disappeared. He threw away the spoon in his hand and looked at the steaming pot of porridge with a sour and black face.
How could he, a dignified Demon Lord, wash his hands and cook soup for others?!
Is this reasonable?
Yan Ziyuan narrowed his eyes. The little fox must have done something to him last night when he was off guard, otherwise he would not have done these things uncontrollably that were not in line with his identity.
Yan Ziyuan thought about this and agreed with it deeply.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to serve a bowl to Master Zi Yang.
He walked to the door of Zi Yang Zhenren's room as if he knew the place well and knocked on it.
"Who is it?" came the voice of Master Zi Yang.
"Yes, I am Yan Ziyuan. I made some porridge and want to give it to Master to try." Yan Ziyuan lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his every move showed that he was well-behaved.
Hearing this, the person inside suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and walked to the door, slowly opened it, and looked at the well-behaved and obedient little boy in front of him. He smiled faintly, "Master has not eaten these foods for more than a hundred years, but since you are so interested, Master would like to try them."
"Really? Thank you, Master." Yan Ziyuan looked at him with an innocent smile.
True Man Zi Yang took a bite in front of him and nodded in appreciation, "It tastes good."
Hearing these four words, Yan Ziyuan was not surprised at all. He lowered his eyes, but on the surface he was happy. "If Master likes it, I can make some for you every day."
Master Zi Yang's eyes flashed, and he curled his lips and said, "Okay."
Yan Ziyuan smiled happily, "Yes! Master, eat it while it's hot. If you don't have enough, there's more."
Zi Yang Zhenren hummed, "The Qixing Sect's apprenticeship ceremony will be held in three days. When you return, prepare well. I will take care of the rest."
"Yes! Thank you, Master. I will go back first. I'll take my leave." The smile on Yan Ziyuan's lips became even more intense. When he turned around, all the smile turned into a deep black in his eyes.
Oh, no matter how many times, this person will not change at all.
Saying that I like the food he cooks is just a prediction that he will say that I will cook for him in the future.
This was to pave the way for him to be framed for poisoning his master in the future.
As for the apprenticeship ceremony...
He kept saying that he would make arrangements for him, but in fact he just wanted to see him make a fool of himself and make everyone disappointed in him, a genius with ethereal roots.
Although he knew that Master Zi Yang was just a character in the game world like him, he was unwilling to let him go just because of this.
He not only wants those players dead, he also wants to destroy the entire game world.
It would be best if they all died... No, death would be too easy for them. He wanted them to be like him, with independent consciousness but unable to control their own actions, unable to dominate their own life and destiny, hahahaha...
"I'm starving. Who made this porridge? It tastes really good. Mmmm... delicious. Damn Yan Ziyuan, you bastard, scumbag, stingy guy. You disappeared after eating. I will definitely settle the score with you when I'm full!" Yan Xi cursed with every bite, and the tone was as ugly as it could be.
Yan Ziyuan, who was in a frenzy, suddenly heard his voice, his whole body trembled, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.
Would the little fox like such a world?
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