Jiang's Office
Su Xianuan was describing the scene of that day to Song Jiao, but she mentioned that there was something strange about Shen Tianyu's childhood.
"How on earth could such a large, living being disappear? Is there some bug in this world that we can't see?"
She guessed and felt that all this seemed to be related to the woman in front of her.
But I also feel that it is unlikely. After all, I have never seen such a fantastic thing.
Song Jiao raised her eyelids, crossed her hands and supported her chin, looking at her seriously, "It seems that you have a lot of free time, right? It turns out that the tasks I gave you are too few, so you have time to chat here."
"No, ancestor! Let me go! Please, I really can't stand it anymore."
Su Xia Nuan waved her hands repeatedly. When it comes to workload, she said that if she is second, no one in the company dares to claim to be first!
"Okay, just go ahead and do your project. Don't worry about funding. It's the same now and in the future."
Looking at the progress of the mission, which was already 100% completed, she directly chose to exit the small world. After all, she was not responsible for the aftermath of the mission in this world, so it would be best to leave this matter to Ling Yi herself.
After returning to the system space, she immediately returned to her own large flat.
As soon as Ling Yi saw Song Jiao, she immediately got up from the bed, ran all the way to hug Song Jiao, her eyes full of admiration, "It was so cool when you tortured that bastard male protagonist at the end. Sister, you really are the best to me!"
If her ancestors hadn't been there, she would have been so angry that she would have died.
Shen Tianyu can only show off in front of her, but when he meets Jiaojiao, he is still a loser!
The corners of Song Jiao's mouth twitched slightly. She felt a headache and hurriedly pushed Ling Yi away. "Alright, go and clean up the mess yourself! I'll finish reading the gay comic and then start the next mission."
"Hey, okay! I'll go right away!" Ling Yi let go of Song Jiao, raised her hand and blew her a kiss, "Kiss, I'm leaving right away."
After watching her friend leave, Song Jiao returned to bed and started reading gay comics, but she discovered a new world in this world, and the orange flavor seemed pretty good too.
Now there is one more choice, which is good.
Later, Song Jiao learned from Tuanzi that the original owner did not return to the original world, but Ling Yi returned to the small world to spend the rest of his time.
After returning, Ling Yi pretended to be Song Jiao's personality. Su Xianuan felt it was strange at first, but it became more and more strange, and suddenly she knew that the woman in front of her was not Song Jiao.
The two had a cold war for a while, and then got back together.
Suddenly, the situation became chaotic, and the two people inexplicably started different copies, which was really shocking.
However, after the two people joined forces, they really brought the business development of that world to its peak.
Later, when the strangeness came, the Jiang family became the master of the ghost market because of Song Jiao's previous reminder, and they felt more at ease.
Song Jiao didn't know anything more about it afterwards. After all, she had just finished reading gay comics and was about to enter the next world. She was also waiting to see if the shameless Lord God would bring a few gay comics after completing the task.
Once again returning to the system space, the previous task page was displayed.
Mission Progress: 100%
Earn points:
System Panel
Host: Song Jiao
Spirit value:
Force value:
Luck value: 4320
integral:
Belief:
Merits:
Mission progress: 1/10
More than 3,000 props were deducted from the previous world, and 20 merits were used to allow Chen Yi to reincarnate.
Her eyes fell on the progress of the task, and Song Jiao's mouth twitched slightly. The Lord God was a very nice person. He even had a task progress?
"Host, the mission world has been connected. Do you want to enter the mission world?"
Song Jiao curled her lips. What a miserable worker, always being strangled by the Lord God!
"Let's go!"
Someone pushed her arm hard, and Song Jiao slowly opened her eyes. She looked up at the figure in front of her and saw a handsome boy who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.
When the other person saw that she woke up, his brows furrowed even tighter.
Seeing that the girl in front of him showed no intention of moving aside, the boy asked impatiently, "You're awake now, but you still won't move aside?"
"Is this how you ask for help? You can't even say please?" Song Jiao just raised her head slightly, her brows cold, "Find a way to crawl in yourself. I won't give way to a dog."
The boy raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes curled upwards, his eyes full of disbelief. He sneered, "Oh, the worst student in the class who ranks last in magic can be so arrogant? Do you know who I am?"
Song Jiao retracted her gaze and narrowed her eyes, "Although I don't know who you are, I know I am your father!"
The boy was angered by Song Jiao's words. He raised his hand, and flames ignited at the tips of his fingers. He threw it directly at the woman in front of him with a sinister smile on his face. "You will pay for your words."
However, the flames went out automatically when they approached Song Jiao, and a faint chill spread in the classroom.
The girl at the front table suddenly raised her hand and slid it across her shoulder. "Why do I suddenly feel a little cold?"
"I feel the same way."
People around were chattering.
"What are you doing? Class is about to start, everyone return to your seats."
A sharp voice resounded throughout the classroom.
A woman dressed in very exaggerated clothes walked into the classroom. She adjusted her glasses on her nose before entering the door, and finally walked up to the podium in high heels.
The moment the arrogant boy saw the woman, the pride on his face was replaced by fear.
Song Jiao just sat quietly in her seat, not moving.
The boy was already a little anxious. This was the homeroom teacher's class. If he didn't obey, he would definitely be kept back by the teacher. He hurriedly urged Song Jiao, "Hurry up and let me in!"
Song Jiao, "Call me daddy!"
boy:.......
Seeing that the teacher's eyes had already found him, the boy lost his previous arrogance and begged for mercy, "Dad, is it okay? Let me in quickly! This old witch is very powerful."
Having achieved her goal, Song Jiao stood up and let the boy in.
There's really no point in arguing with a child.
"Narong Yunxi, if you don't know how to do it yourself, don't delay others from learning magic. You only got into this school because of the Narong family's status. You should have some self-awareness." The woman's voice sounded at the podium.
Tuanzi whispered, "Host, Narong Yunxi is the name of the original owner."
Song Jiao snorted coldly. She had never had self-awareness. With a slight point of her finger, the woman standing on the podium entered the illusion.
Self-aware? Then let her see if this person can escape this primary illusion.
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