Chapter 41: The System Recovered?

"What's the situation? This broken system finally works? ”

Dong Ping heard the voice in his head, and before he had time to be happy, he suddenly felt that his eyebrows tightened, and his consciousness had entered a virtual space.

"The system has been fully charged, and the host has been detected to be at the Tianqiao level, and now the following functions are available."

As the electronic sound of the system sounded again, a virtual light screen appeared in front of Dong Ping's eyes.

It's a game-like system, but it's all lines of data, and there's nothing superfluous.

There are a total of thirty-six modules at the top of the screen, and only five areas are currently shining, including Smithing, Generals, Technology, Shop, and Writer Level.

"Why does this thing look so similar...... What kind of legend is that Jackie Chan endorsed? Dong Ping looked at the template of the system and couldn't help but complain a few more sentences.

After watching it for a while, Dong Ping first clicked on the most interested writer's level.

As soon as his mind moved, he saw a few flashes on the screen, and then jumped to the next screen.

"At present, the level is the first order, the peak of the body is three thousand catties of strength, the speed is fifteen meters per second, and the host can receive three thousand catties of all kinds of necessary resources every month, and five hundred taels ......of gold," Dong Ping was already stunned after reading part of the data.

It doesn't matter if this physical fitness improves, that resource is quite tempting!

With these gold and iron ore resources, you can start arming your army directly, and you don't have to bother looking for iron tools in Tokyo!

Excited, Dong Ping clicked on the second-order part of the writer's level again, and saw a line of small characters displayed above, after winning the city "Dongping City" and "Qingzhou", the second-order will be automatically opened.

This task is not ordinarily difficult! Dong Ping complained in his heart, he had to take two cities at once, this is hell difficulty!

With curiosity, Dong Ping looked at the introduction of the third order again, and saw that the gray area showed "After completing the task of "stopping Gao Yu's conspiracy to usurp the throne", you can open the third order of the writer level. ”

What the heck? Gao Yu wants to usurp the throne? Dong Ping almost choked to death without a mouthful of water, this amount of information is too huge, right?

But think about it, this person already has heavy troops, if he doesn't do anything, with his tall character, it will be a little abnormal!

Thinking of this, Dong Ping clicked on the forging system again, only to see that the forging function had finally been fully restored, and he finally didn't have to do it himself in the future!

"By the way, there's still something to do!" Dong Ping then remembered that Master Li still had something to say to him, and hurriedly prepared to quit the system.

"The host doesn't have to worry, the system belongs to the dimensional space, and according to the theory of relativity, less than three seconds have passed in reality now." The system also anticipated Dong Ping's thoughts and patiently explained.

Three seconds? That's fine.

Dong Ping thought of this, so he put his mind at ease, but out of case, Dong Ping still closed the system.

After a rumor, Dong Ping's consciousness returned to the real space.

"Ding - the system prompts that the host can publish the task by itself, and the points obtained by the task can be used for upgrades and mall shopping."

"Is there such a good thing?" Dong Ping's heart moved, and he remembered a systematic article he had read before, so he casually made up a task to "complete the test of Master Li." ”

"Ding-Quest generation-Complete Master Li's test-Quest reward is being generated."

"Dong Gongzi, I have something I want to trouble Your Excellency, I don't know if I can agree?"

Dong Ping was still thinking about the system, and Master Li's voice had already come.

Dong Ping smiled: "Senior girl, please speak."

Master Li saw that Dong Ping was talented, gentle and elegant, and already had some recognition, so he said: "Today's heavy snowfall, I am deeply touched when I see this scene, I already have a poem in my heart, I don't know if the son is willing to listen to the little woman?"

"It's an honor." Dong Ping had a hint of a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Master Li thought for a moment, then read softly:

Thousands of trees and silver screens, overnight, all kinds of thoughts fell on the sea

It's another year of cold wind, and the beauty is deeply locked in Tongquetai

"Smack!"

"The girl is worthy of being a generation of talented women, I admire her, she is so literate, she is the talented girl Li Qingzhao in the south of the Yangtze River, I am afraid she is not as good as you Master Li."

Dong Ping is naturally not messing around out of thin air, just now when Master Li was chanting poetry, he had already found all the information of Master Li through the system, this woman and Li Qingzhao are cousins!

Therefore, when he said this, he also wanted to test Master Li's reaction.

Because, in the system, it is impossible to find out the specific background of Master Li.

Sure enough, after Master Li heard the name Li Qingzhao, his body trembled slightly.

However, soon, she stopped and gave a rare smile: "The son has been promoted, that Miss Li's talent is unparalleled among her peers, and the little girl only knows a little, how dare she compare with her?"

"The girl is too modest." Dong Ping put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, smiled slightly, and his tone was like a spring breeze: "There are also bad works below, can you ask the girl to appreciate it too?"

"Childe, please." Master Li nodded, and said indifferently: "The little girl must listen carefully."

Dong Ping took a deep breath and said slowly:

The wind and snow crossed the mountains in the south

Although the road ahead is cold, the original intention is restored

The pre-Mo Dao equation is difficult to determine

All dangers are the top of the mountain

Every time Dong Ping reads a sentence, he walks a few steps around the room, and in less than five steps, the whole poem has been completed.

"Childe is very literate." Master Li laughed, "Compared with Gongzi, the little girl is far behind. ”

The girl laughed. Dong Ping walked to a place and sat down next to a guzheng, stroked the strings with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I have learned to play a little guzheng in the future, how about playing a song for the girl today?"

"Then it's going to be troublesome." Master Li's mood was obviously much better than when he first met her.

In an instant, Dong Ping played, only to hear the rotation of the pentatonic scale in the room, making people forget the troubles of the day, as if rising into the clouds.

After a while, the tone changed, the style of music changed, and as Dong Ping's way of playing the guzheng continued to change, the mood of the three people in the room was also constantly changing.

Suddenly, like a mountain flowing water, a person was playing the piano by the stream, and the gurgling stream passed by, bringing a trace of ripples.

Suddenly, it was like a storm, and the emotional changes were intense, as if I was deep in a whirlpool, unable to extricate myself.

Finally, at the end of the piece, the tone suddenly shifts, as if returning to the original mood.

"Click-"

Dong Ping finished the last play, and his fingers left the strings.

The performer has woken up, but the listener is still in the middle of it.

"Ah, it's over?"

Jin'er saw that Dong Ping had returned to the seat opposite her, and then she woke up like a dream, looking at Dong Ping blankly, as if she was watching something incredible.

Dong Ping looked at her with a smile and didn't say anything.

Master Li didn't know when he came out of the curtain, in short, when Dong Ping saw her again, an Yiren had already stood in front of him without makeup.

The veil of the beautiful woman fell to the ground beside her, and there seemed to be a hint of unfinished look on her face.

It is difficult to correspond to the vivid tears on her face.