Chapter 20: The Tsundere Prime Minister is a Villain 20
"Could it be...... In fact, you are a defective product in the system, you blew yourself so tall before, in fact, you are worried that I will dislike you after I know that you are a defective product! The reason why you bind me is because you also need merit points to repair your defective product, right? ”
【……】
"No wonder you don't have a starter package! There is no beginner's guide either! There is no detailed plot either! Not even the progress of the mission! Because you're a defective product! Tang Huan said as he nodded his head in self-identification.
System: "......"
【…… I just haven't developed the progress bar function yet, I'm not a defective product. Pale and weak explanation.
"No need to explain, I pretend to believe it to satisfy your self-esteem."
[I'm really not ......] what the hell pretends to believe? Why is it inexplicably called a defective product?
"Yes, yes, you're not." What a perfunctory response.
System:......
The system is so angry that it drops and sulks.
Just after seeing Fu Yan enter the examination room, Tang Huan began to turn around and walk back.
A very inconspicuous blue silk carriage drove past her, Tang Huan was originally ignorant, after all, there are so many carriages on the street, and this one is not inlaid with gold and diamonds, why should you let this baby take a second look.
However, just when Tang Huan passed by him, the system that was so angry that it dropped suddenly came out again.
There is no moe for sale!
No convulsions!
With its own tragic background music, miserable and miserable, Tang Huan's goosebumps almost fell to the ground!
[He was abandoned by his relatives when he was a child, and his fate was bumpy! He, when he was a teenager, the whole village was slaughtered, and he was burdened with a sea of blood and hatred! He is the miserable wind and rain in autumn, the cold wind and frost in winter, and the extremely pitiful villain! The cultivation of villains is inseparable from the suffering of childhood, and one day, when the mother who abandoned him reappears, is it a hatred to the end? Or a handshake? Is it the other way around? Or is it a mother-son reunion? Yes ......]
This introduction, like the opening remarks of a movie, made Tang Huan want to go berserk.
It's you who are paralyzed!
Get lost!
You just introduce the plot of the side quest, so the tone and frustration haven't been on time, don't you think you have too much drama?
[Host, you have met with the main characters of the side quest, and the side quest "Make Up for the Shortcomings" has officially begun! 】
In order to show its coldness, the system didn't even shout the usual "dear", and directly called the host seriously.
Tang Huan looked confused.
So your side quest, that's it...... Done with the introduction?
briefly summarized Fu Yan's tragic life, and then this task is related to his mother, and then what?
You are stepping on a horse to say what the identity of the person in the carriage is, and stepping on a horse is to explain the identity of Fu Yan and his mother clearly!
[Host, the specific plot, you need to see the protagonist of the side quest with your own eyes to teleport.] 】
Tang Huan: You didn't say it earlier!
Looking at the carriage that was moving away, Tang Huan chased after him with a snort......
When it comes to the disobedient host, the system feels like it's cute!
The system won't tell you that this is the system's revenge on you!
Kouheng, this system is a tempered system, okay!
Tang Huan didn't dare to chase the carriage too closely, and only after the carriage stopped, did he dare to hide in the corner silently and peek at the people who got off the carriage.
An old woman came down from the carriage first.
Then there were two maids who looked like flowers and jade, and their clothes seemed to be a little more expensive than ordinary small jasper.
Looking at this battle, Tang Huan's eyes suddenly widened.
She had a hunch that the person who would get off the carriage later would definitely be a bird-like figure!
That's right, that's a woman's sixth sense!
That's how capricious!