Chapter 147: Severe Warning! This Time It's Actually Real!
[Warning: Numerous bizarre mechanisms and magical artifacts are present on the street, and there are suspected assassins within who harbor ill intentions toward the host. Issuing quest: Stroll safely for half an hour. Upon completion, reward: 100 points.]
Zhang Wuyong looked at the vehicles coming and going on the street, feeling somewhat speechless.
[Warning: An unidentified flying magical artifact is soaring in the sky, posing a potential threat to attack the host at any moment. Issuing quest: Stay away from the unidentified flying artifact. Upon completion, reward: 50 points.]
Zhang Wuyong glanced toward the small park at a man and a child playing with a remote-controlled drone.
[Warning: The shop the host is about to enter is suspected of housing a reincarnated demonic child. Although both belong to the Demonic Path, different sects may pose a severe threat to the host's safety. Issuing quest: Successfully disguise yourself without letting the reincarnated demonic child (suspected) detect the host's true identity. Upon completion, reward: 80 points.]
Zhang Wuyong looked at the shop owner's infant, who was at most a few months old.
The baby looked curiously at him and Tongtong as they just stepped into the shop.
This system is simply too exaggerated.
Thinking back to the old days, capturing a female disciple from a righteous immortal sect to assist in my cultivation only rewarded me with 10 points.
Just how badly does this system want to deliver that "Devil Heart Bodhi Tree" into my hands?
Yet, considering it, that comet was originally conjured up by the system itself.
He was already showing the system great respect by earning points to help it resolve the "Great Anomaly."
It was only right that the system showered him with wild points.
Since they had nothing special to do today and it had been quite a while since he and Tongtong strolled the streets together, the two of them seized the opportunity of going out to buy a computer to wander around aimlessly.
Consequently, walking over here, the system warned of danger; walking over there, it warned of danger again.
Along the way, the system message boxes kept popping up incessantly, and by noon, he had easily pocketed over a thousand points.
At noon, the two of them had lunch at a restaurant.
The system kept warning him that the still-charming proprietress was very likely an assassin from the mysterious assassin organization, the Seven Star Hall, urging them to be on high alert against poison in the food.
After leaving the shop, they passed by a computer store and stepped inside to take a look.
The system immediately warned him that numerous mysterious magical artifacts were inside and to watch out for a sudden ambush by the store owner.
As the afternoon heat grew intense, they went to play in the large park by the river, only to find a three- or four-year-old girl crying because she couldn't find her family.
When they asked the little girl, she wept and said she had lost her grandmother.
Zhang Wuyong and Zhao Yutong didn't see any elderly people around, but fortunately, a police station was located not far diagonally across.
They decided to hold the little girl's hand and head to the police station first.
[Warning! Severe warning!]
Still at it? Is there no end to this?
Zhang Wuyong casually closed the pop-up quest window once more.
[Severe warning: The host is approaching the local branch of the Demon Suppression Bureau. Please refrain from walking right into a trap. This time it's real, host, pay attention, this time it's real, danger... extreme danger...]
The system frantically plastered the words "this time it's real" right before his eyes.
Zhang Wuyong looked up at the sign erected at the entrance of the police station.
This time it actually seemed like the real deal!
However, it was already too late to flee; two constables from the Demon Suppression Bureau inside had already cast their gazes over.
Zhang Wuyong and Tongtong brought the little girl over.
Fortunately, before long, the constable comrades contacted the girl's family.
The little girl's father rushed over, but upon discovering the grandmother was missing, he panicked all over again.
Calling the grandmother's phone, they found out she had gotten lost.
As it turned out, the grandmother had just arrived in the city from the countryside to help look after the child. The old woman was not yet familiar with the neighborhood, but the little girl insisted she knew the way.
Thus, the grandmother and grandchild set out together, only to get separated in a moment of distraction, leading to the girl genuinely losing the old woman.
Emerging from the police station:
[The host successfully disguised himself as a righteous practitioner, assisting the Demon Suppression Bureau in handling a series of major cases involving an elderly woman trapped in a ghost wall, a young girl getting lost, family members separated, grandmother and grandchild in peril, and suspected human trafficking. Reward: 800 points.]
Why do I feel like this "series of major cases" is clearly just a trivial, trifling matter?
Zhang Wuyong now truly discovered that this wretched system possessed a great deal of elasticity.
It surely had unbreakable rules of its own; otherwise, it would have directly granted him the 10,000 points needed to exchange for the Devil Heart Bodhi Tree.
Yet it clearly held vast "rights of interpretation."
Moreover, sometimes, giving it a fierce punch would yield unexpected results.
As for the consequences of incurring a massive negative point balance because of that—
Thinking about it now, it wasn't much of a problem either.
After handing over these 800 points, the system became much more well-behaved.
Perhaps it no longer dared to play the "Wolf is coming" game.
Yet just from this single shopping trip, Zhang Wuyong had already amassed nearly three thousand points.
Combined with the 1,333 points remaining from yesterday's livestream, that amounted to over four thousand points.
Very well, system, keep up the good work.
Considering how hard you're trying, as your host, I shall spare you from further whipping.
Leaving the police station, Zhang Wuyong and Tongtong truly entered the large park.
Inside the park was a children's amusement area, where they often used to play when they were little.
It was the height of midsummer, and at noon there were hardly any people around.
"It's so hot!" Zhang Wuyong noticed a freezer inside a small shop at the children's playground and said, "I'm going to buy ice cream."
Zhao Yutong was startled: "Are you ever going to quit?"
Zhang Wuyong paused himself in surprise, turned back to look at Tongtong, and suddenly chuckled: "I'm genuinely buying ice cream. I'm genuinely going to eat it."
Zhao Yutong's face instantly flushed crimson... Genuinely buying ice cream? Genuinely eating it?
Not biting?
"Tongtong, your mind is in the gutter!" Zhang Wuyong leaned close to her ear and broke into a mischievous grin.
"When am I?" Tongtong twisted her waist, dodging him.
Zhang Wuyong chased after her, continuing to tease: "You are, you're a blushing little thing."
"No, I'm not!" Tongtong turned around, hopped lightly, and threw a playful little punch at his chest.
With that little hop of hers, her collarline lifted upward as well, bouncing with youthful vitality.
This motion unexpectedly made Zhang Wuyong, who initially had no ulterior thoughts, feel an itch in his heart.
He simply dashed over to the small shop and bought a green bean ice cream bar that wasn't prone to melting quickly.
When he ran back, Tongtong glared at him... Why did he only buy this single bar?
A round, long, cylindrical green bean ice cream bar, encased in plastic wrapping.
Zhang Wuyong grabbed her, ignoring her struggles, and pulled her to a low bench amidst the bamboo grove by the river.
He sat down on the stool himself and forced Tongtong to sit sideways on his lap.
"You said just now that you were genuinely going to eat it," Tongtong's face was flushed, yet she tried hard to keep a straight face.
"Right! Genuinely eat it, but I'll feed you." Zhang Wuyong tore open the ice cream wrapper, wrapped one arm around her waist, and slowly extended the green bean ice cream toward her red lips.
Left with no choice, Tongtong rested against his sturdy arm and leaned into his chest.
She crossed her hands in front of her chest and whispered, "Don't get my clothes dirty; we still have to go shopping later."
Then, she formed her mouth into an "O" shape...