"Visibility +1, Visibility +1, Visibility +1......"

In the haze, Rig was woken up by a ticking sound, and sat up in confusion to look around.

The clansmen who were lying and resting with blankets around them were awakened by Rig's movements, and they jumped up directly. Everyone's eyes were blue, as if they had lived in 007 for ten years but had never rested.

"What's wrong! What's wrong! Is there a problem with the nibs of the third batch! ”

In the distance, the clansmen, who had not been alarmed, heard the two key words "nib" and "problematic", and they also woke up from their sleep, rubbing their dry and red eyes and looking at Lige, who was in charge of inspecting the product.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, and the literati are still waiting for these batches of products to be saved, and a large number of funds will be lost in the account if they can't catch up with the school season. Therefore, recently, the tribesmen have been eating and living in the spacious banquet hall day and night to make replacement quills, and a batch of them will be shipped to various literati residences, especially the literati residence in Hogsmeade Village, where the main store of quill pens has the most stock.

Patriarch Nigel and Elder Dean were stationed in various literati settlements to inspect and stock up, and they didn't even have time to go home and sleep.

The replaceable quills are on the shelves as a new fist product on the shelves of the Literati Habitat, and they are on the shelves at 8 a.m. every Monday. Originally, there were no restrictions on purchases, but I didn't expect the sales to be hot on the first day and almost caused a stampede, so I had to open purchase restrictions and queuing measures.

Each adult wizard or new Hogwarts wizard (received with the letter of acceptance) is limited to 5.

With the purchase restriction measures, although the supply is still in short supply, at least most of the wizards who come to the literati residence can buy replacement quills, and the workers in Dai's old mansion can finally take a break every day.

Workers, working souls, working people are all people!

Thinking of the next production replenishment plan, the clansman in charge of making the nibs wiped his face tiredly, picked up his wand again, and prepared to wait for Rig to announce the test results and start repairing the batch of quill nibs that had not yet been accepted.

"No, it's okay, the third batch of replaceable quills is fine, and it can be shipped away." Rig shook his head, he couldn't find the source of the sound he had just heard in his trance, "I'm probably too tired and hallucinating." ”

It was just dawn, and it was still early.

Rig motioned for his people to continue resting, but he did not lie down, and continued to sit and ponder the surprising sounds he had heard.

With a "pop", the house-elf Iron Belly, who was in charge of the banquet hall, transported the third batch of replaceable quills to the entrance of Dai's Village. There is no way, the old mansion has forbidden wizards to change shapes and shadows from the beginning of its establishment, so as not to be stolen by other wizard families.

Only house-elves can pass the judgment of the inheritance spell of the old mansion, and can change their shape in the old mansion to increase the speed of service.

At the entrance to the village is a huge black-gold sculpture of a dragon head, inspired by the magical dragon Amon that the 3rd Patriarch Ryan Day slays alone.

Walking into the big mouth of the dragon's head, there are four or five bronze fireplaces facing outward, surrounded by a circle that never goes out; On either side of the dragon's mouth, there are countless doorkeys hanging from it, and there are special house-elf three-headed dogs to serve all the wizards and guests who come.

Of course, the domestic elf three-headed dog is currently working as a courier brother, and he is responsible for transporting the replaceable quills to various literati habitats according to the distribution list that has been fed back.

Sitting and pondering for a while, sneaking around his body and finding nothing, Rig felt like he was really stunned.

From the first day of the crossing, he was looking for his own system, even if there is no system, he should have a portable grandfather! Unfortunately, there is nothing, no shadow of the sign-in system; There was no ring for him to be dripped, and there was no sudden appearance of the Space-Time Authority to issue a mission for him. The only good news is that he still has the memories and magical abilities of this body.

If there is no system, there will be no system, what do you want, my life is up to me!

Looking at the time of the big clock in the distance, it was just a little past six o'clock, and I could sleep for another hour. Rig quickly lay down and closed his eyes.

Get a good night's sleep when you're struggling!

Grass (a plant)!

Rig repeatedly opened and closed his eyes in disbelief.

When I opened my eyes, the gorgeous and classical-style banquet hall of the Dai family's old mansion was full of sleep.

Close your eyes,Consciousness extends,Not far away is a blue screen full of high-tech feeling,The screen is constantly refreshing"Popularity +1、Visibility +1、Popularity +1...... A mechanical female voice is constantly broadcasting with the refreshed content on the screen。

On the right side of the electronic screen, there is a Lori with fluffy cat ears, long white hair, wearing a black and white maid outfit, looking at Lori, who is no more than 14 years old, with her head down, curled up and sleeping. Her straight, slender legs were wearing black over-the-knee socks decorated with white lace, which were tight and slightly fleshy on her thighs, and the top of the socks was tied with beige plush balls that fluttered gently up and down with her breathing.

When I opened my eyes again, the clansmen in the distance slept even more, drooling, and I don't know who lit the fireplace with a crackling sound.

Closing her eyes again, Lori seemed to be waking up soon, and she raised her hand to rub her eyes with a sleepy face, and the cat's ears trembled. stretched out comfortably, and the little feet wearing only socks were cocked, and it turned out that there were still cat's claw socks with pink and tender paw pads.

Stunned, the joy of heaven.

Rig looked at the screen in front of him with his mouth open, is it the system? Is my cheat finally here?

Lori, who finally woke up, opened her eyes and looked at Rig with orange-red pupils like a gentle morning glow.

"I ask you, are you my master?"

"Huh?" Rig froze in place.

What, do I still have to fight the Holy Grail War? Harry Potter co-branded FATE?

Lori, who seemed to have completed a prank that she was very satisfied with, laughed happily, stood up and tidied up the maid outfit, and looked at the screen, "Ah, it's so well-known, no wonder I'm awake." ”

The white-haired Lori waved her hand, and Rig involuntarily floated forward and stood in front of the screen.

The feeling of floating made Rig very awkward, if only he could step on the ground.

With Rig's thoughts, a white floor emerges from Rig's feet, extending and folding in the space of consciousness, hanging the screen on the wall.

"That's good, I forgot you still need flesh." Lori nodded, added two more sofa chairs, and motioned for Rig to sit down.

"No kidding, I'm the facilitator of the visibility system, you can also call me zero. Below I will introduce you to the specific functions of the visibility system. Zero zooms in on the screen, "Relax your body, don't be nervous, this is your consciousness space, no one can harm you!" ”

"First, there's the main page. The top left corner is the current world time, which will automatically adjust according to your location. Zero didn't know where to conjure up a whip and pointed it at the screen, signaling Rig to listen carefully.

"And then, the most important part of the system." Zero clicked on the center of the screen, "Here are your popularity level and your popularity experience stats." ”

Looking at the experience level displayed on the screen as "Lv1 Fledgling: 26/50", Rig asked, "How are the levels divided, and what is the use for me?" ”

"What's the use?" Zero smiled again, revealing small pointed tiger teeth.

Then, Zero pulled up the stacked gorgeous silk sleeves, stretched out his thumb and forefinger, and said to Rig with both hands in a frame, "Click! ”