Chapter 62 Multifunctional
Chu Qingkong sat upright in the imperial study. As he picked up the pen, his white hair fell on the desk like a piece of snow that had fallen accidentally.
His face remained extremely cold and calm as he reviewed memorials, and nothing seemed to catch his eye.
He had no idea that anyone could hear his thoughts.
Ever since he got into the water, his originally emotionless personality has collapsed again and again, and now he can mutter to himself in various ways for half an hour.
[What kind of job is this?! It's just work, and the person handing over the job to me shouldn't be an idiot!]
【Alas, let’s start.】
Pei Ciyi: "..."
I can be sure that Chuchu really thought so when he was at work.
When he accidentally discovered the truth, this plot line ended.
The harem world gradually flew into pieces, and the feeling of weightlessness flashed in the darkness. When I landed again, I was in the clean and bright main god space, but the furnishings were cold.
[Ding, the side story has been completed, and the mission progress is being calculated——]
[Host Shi Weizhi: -10%, Host Pei Ciyi: -10%, Host Ming Fengque: -80%.]
[Rating: E-.]
[10,000, 10,000, and 80,000 points will be deducted from each person, and the reward system A001 will be added.]
Three hosts: "..."
Why don't they have even a positive settlement score?
They were all veteran "SSS"-level hosts, never having received a negative score, let alone a score below 90. The first Waterloo failure in their mission career had actually happened to their own system.
Black Heart Rabbit quickly came to help Chu Qingkong review the exam. After a series of ding-dong sounds, he held up the checklist to comfort them: "As long as the plot is over, the score isn't that important."
"Not that important?" Ming Fengque raised an eyebrow. "My 80,000 points are gone just like that?"
Shi Weizhi and Pei Ci looked at him at the same time, cursing inwardly and becoming alert.
No matter what they did, it would only be 10,000 points. What did this person do to directly lose 80,000 points?
In an instant, the two men's eyes were as sharp as knives.
The black-hearted rabbit didn't notice the undercurrent between the hosts. Its ears twitched. "You can't say that. Although your scores are all negative, A001's own score is full."
Shi Weizhi: "Chuchu also has his own rating?"
"Yes, yes." The black-hearted rabbit nodded.
It opens the First Clear Sky's mission completion form.
"A Wise Ruler" (also known as The Host's Failure)
If Chu Qingkong was still awake, he would definitely shake the rabbit frantically to tell it not to change the task's alias casually.
…Although “Diary of the Neglected Harem” isn’t that great either.
【Task progress: 100%.】
[Rating: SSS+]
“…”
The three hosts were silent for a moment, thinking of Chu Qingkong who had been busy reviewing memorials late at night in the side story...
Just when their own favorability was at a loss, Chuchu gave up the emotional line and rushed down the road of the plot line.
For the sake of mission progress, even they are not wanted.
Shi Weizhi's eyes were dark and deep, and Pei Ci curled the corners of his lips without any emotion.
Ming Fengque chuckled and gathered his sleeves lazily - anyway, he had nothing to do with that plot line. He was eliminated at the beginning because of his low favorability. He was arguably the most miserable host among the three. It would be better to try the next plot line.
"What's the next plot line?"
"Yes..." Black Heart Rabbit flipped through the checklist, scratched his long ears, and showed a hesitant look, "Internet system?"
Three people: "?"
*****
Chu Qingkong woke up again full of energy. This time he felt as light as the sun that had shone for a year, and was ready to go.
His functional modules also run faster.
"I am... I am..." Chu Qingkong tilted his head. The temperature of the CPU area rose for a while, with a crackling sound of electricity, and then the temperature dropped as he suddenly realized something.
"So I'm an Internet assistant system!"
"Promoting the Internet is everyone's responsibility, and as a system of high-tech machinery, we must certainly play a leading role!"
He happily contacted his hosts, and explained what the "Internet system" was with his best condition and fastest speed.
Because he is now particularly energetic, he divided his system's functional modules into three parts, treating everyone equally, giving each person one module, one to one correspondence.
Of course, it must be suitable before it can be matched.
Shi Weizhi:
[Hello, host, you can now happily start the live broadcast function! ]
【Welcome to the system live broadcast room, our purpose is——996! 007! 】
Chu Qingkong coughed cheerfully, his voice so loud that even the infinite stream world could hear him: [I heard that infinite stream and live broadcast rooms are a good match!]
He began to demonstrate his new features like pouring beans.
The live broadcast room is a whole set of novel pages, with the host's personal information "Shi Weizhi". The number of fans is barely 1, and he clicked it himself to support the host.
"Don't worry, host. You're a new anchor. It's normal that your popularity is low right now." Chu Qingkong consoled him seriously, "As long as you livestream well, you will definitely have many fans!"
In the background of the page, the functions displayed to the anchor include a full set of "start live broadcast", "online audience", "start barrage", and "gift classification".
If you go a little deeper, there are even in-depth analytical data such as "click-to-follow ratio" and "popularity curve".
It is so scattered that it is almost a backend that even professional live streaming websites are ashamed of.
Shi Weizhi: “…”
At first, he seemed very happy.
But he has no interest in anyone other than Chuchu. He just finds them annoying and still doesn't know how to communicate with them, let alone... be a host.
His slender fingertips were on the power button, but he didn't press it for a long time, and his face was slightly stiff.
"Don't worry." Chu Qingkong noticed his mood and immediately put on a big-tailed wolf look, saying hypocritically and kindly, "We can..."
Not opening anymore?
"Let's go into the dungeon and start again, hahahahahaha."
Shi Weizhi: “.”
He heard Chuchu's laughter.
Chu Qingkong came up with this method specifically to torture him.
Shi Weizhi summoned the Infinite Flow team members and briefly explained the arrangements for entering the dungeon. After a short rest, they entered the high-difficulty dungeon again.
The members of the Infinite Flow's first team all had a certain warlike nature. When they heard that they could finally enter the dungeon, they immediately jumped three feet high, celebrating together and telling each other.
They are ready to go.
Before entering the dungeon, Shi Weizhi finally tilted his head and said calmly, "No matter what I do later, you must not make a sound."
Team members: “?”
This is a copy of a secret room from the ancient bronze oppression.
It was a gloomy and dark place. A rotten and rusty blue dragon mask hung on the wall, and the dragon's eyes stared at them unblinkingly.
Open the door and kill!
The team members became alert.
At this moment, confirming that he had entered a new copy, Shi Weizhi closed his eyes slightly, then opened his eyes, turned on the live broadcast, and spoke coldly.
"Hello, fans. Next, I'll be broadcasting a mysterious adventure for everyone, a Bronze theme."
[Wow, it's a door-opening kill! Host, please tell me quickly. If you like it, please double-click a little heart for me~]
"If you like it..." Shi Weizhi's tone was as cold as ice.
The Azure Dragon came back to life and was about to strike down with its devastating claw, but Shi Weizhi summoned "Diruchao" who mercilessly chopped off the claw with a snap.
Thick dust accumulated over the years rose up.
His tone remained unchanged as he finished the rest of his words: "Please give me some love."
【Meha ...
Infinite flow team member: “?”
Their gazes shifted stiffly away from Qinglong, and they looked at Shi Weizhi as if they had seen a real ghost.
Boss? ?
…
Pei Ciyi:
[Hello, host. I'm sorry to tell you that you have activated the advertising system. Please watch the ads carefully to earn points!]
Advertisement ①: Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, the Dragon King's son-in-law returns! (30 seconds)
[Advertisement ②: "Your Majesty, the Empress has been hanging from the city gate for three days and three nights." (1 minute)]
[Ad ③: She gave birth to seven children, ran with the ball, and the genius baby smashed his dad's car! (1 minute 30 seconds)]
Pei Ci paused slightly.
What kind of text is this?
Before he could react, the advertisements had already started playing in numerical order of one, two, and three.
The bizarre and melodramatic dramas were played one after another without stopping. What was even more outrageous was that after each advertisement, there would be a "ding dong" sound.
The sound of points reminds him that 0.01 points have been credited.
It’s like a black-hearted video APP that makes money by watching videos!
Pei Ci glanced at the decimal point behind his long string of points with a half-smile. He had never seen such a small number of points in his life.
When the third video finished playing, Chu Qingkong's voice smugly sounded again:
[To qualify for ad-free status, please submit your points to top up your VIP account in a timely manner! ]
This wool-pulling is specifically targeting him.
Pei Ci took a tuft of black hair from the side of his cheek into his mouth, bit it, and smiled lazily: "Why bother with this? Come and let me kiss you. My entire Xuanhuan Continent can be yours, Chuchu baby."
Chu Qingkong ignored him.
They threw more cheesy ads at him, threatening him to watch them all.
[Want to kiss me?] Chu Qingkong's voice was cold and ruthless. [You need to watch 1,000 one-minute ads. Thank you for your cooperation.]
Pei Ci said: "."
So angry.
…
Mingfengque:
[Ding, hello host, congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to cut a knife with Bing Xixi! ]
[Your current points are: 99.97, only 0.03 left to claim 100 points! ! ]
【Please actively seek help from your friends! 】
Chu Qingkong was calculating again: [I heard that the Phoenix Clan can summon countless birds, which makes them a perfect match for Bing Xixi.]
Ming Fengque had never heard of Bing Xixi, so he glanced over and took a look at the simple rules.
This seems to be a relatively easy task.
If there is no friendship link below, it would be fine.
——Chu Chu’s friendship link: “Obtain the Bing Xixi system. With my last drop of blood, even ten thousand people can’t kill me!”
Ming Fengque: “…”
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at "0.03" again. In such a trap, there was almost an endless amount of decimal points, and even after chopping, he would still be able to collect gold coins and diamonds.
He seemed to understand.
Chuchu is of course a multifunctional system, but each of its functions is designed to accurately kill the host.
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