Fusion Computer: My skills are not serious

"Qiaoqiu, come out!" Song Nuannuan then shouted.

Soon, a penguin appeared in front of him.

"Qiaoqiu, help me find this kind of scoring sphere. I need all kinds of numbers and colors. As long as it looks similar to it, you can find it for me."

"Ten packs of spicy dried fish!" Song Wenwen touched Qiuqiu's head and said to him.

Hearing the words "Spicy Xiaoyugan", Qiuqiu's eyes instantly widened.

Although the potato chips are delicious, they are still a bit worse than the spicy fish.

Song Nuannuan gave him a pack before, so it was so delicious.

Let me ask, is there any penguin who can refuse the temptation of spicy dried fish?

So, Qiuqiu nodded, and then disappeared in a flash.

Seeing Qiuqiu leave, Song Wennuan smiled.

Without the No.1 points from previous years as a reference, he can only collect as many points as possible.

With Qiuqiu's help, he doesn't have to work hard himself.

So, he found a more comfortable tree branch, concealed his figure, and lay down.

Although it was his first time to participate in the freshman competition, he knew very well that the early stage of a three-day competition like this was very boring, because many people were constantly searching for scoring balls.

The really interesting time is halfway through the time.

That is, after a day and a half.

Even if the freshman competition is different, the time may be earlier, but it must be a day later.

So now, just sleep peacefully.

Coincidentally, it was already very late when he returned to the imperial capital yesterday, he didn't sleep for a long time, and now he just catches up on sleep.

Wake up and get to work.

With Song Wennuan's personality, in such a competition, just getting No.1 in the freshman competition is not a challenge.

He felt that he could take the opportunity to make a small fortune.

Lying on the tree branch, Song Wenwen stretched comfortably.

He didn't fall asleep immediately, but turned on the computer manager.

At this moment, there is a small pop-up window on the interface of the computer manager.

【命格修复中，预计用时10天，倒计时9天16小时43分钟26秒。】

Seeing this prompt, Song Nuan showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Originally, he planned to find a time to exchange the harvest in the Bermuda forest for Lingshi, and then use it to restore his fate.

As a result, last night, his father threw him 500 million spirit stones directly.

He still remembers the scene of last night.

He came out of the shower and was drying his hair when Song Huangquan walked in and threw him a Qiankun bag.

"There are 500 million spirit stones in here. You use them first. If you don't have enough, tell me and I'll figure out a way."

"Your father and I are still alive, you don't have to work too hard."

"Tell Dad if you have anything, you don't have to carry it alone." Song Huangquan said seriously.

At this moment, he revealed his true feelings, completely showing a father's concern for his son.

He said three years ago that Song Wenwen would never be harmed in any way.

But now it seems that these words are slapped in the face.

This time, Song Wennuan was teleported away under his nose.

No one knew how he was feeling at the time.

In addition to anger and self-blame, there is more unspeakable guilt.

Although Song Wennuan was not hurt this time, it was because Song Wennuan had many means.

If it were another person who was teleported to the Bermuda forest, even a supernatural being in the King Realm would definitely die.

In the past three years, he let Song Nuan grow wildly.

Although the concern for Song Wennuan in his heart has not diminished in the slightest, but specifically speaking, he has not done anything for his son.

Song Wennuan was also cheerful all day long, as if there was nothing bothering her.

But he saw everything Song Wennuan did.

Opening the first floor, trying every means to earn spirit stones, cultivating desperately in the veteran building, trying to cheat the spirit stones of the Eastern God of War when he was apprenticed, No. .1, wanting to be rewarded.

He was not stupid, so he could tell that the reason why Song Wenwen did all this was for Lingshi.

Although he still doesn't know what Song Wennuan wants so many spirit stones for.

But since he is so desperately earning Lingshi, it must mean that he needs it very much.

He knew Song Wenwen and knew that he was not a greedy person.

He wouldn't do any of this unless he had a special need.

That being the case, as a father, he naturally needs to support him.

The reason why he practiced desperately all these years was to make his wife and children live better.

His parents died early since he was a child, and he grew up eating a lot of food. It can be said that he has suffered a lot.

What he has suffered, he does not want his son to experience it again.

If Song Nuannuan still had to endure all kinds of hardships to grow up like he did back then, then what was the point of him cultivating so hard all these years to become the God of War?

If Song Nuannuan had parents, she would rely on herself for everything.

That was his biggest failure as a father.

"In the future, if you have anything to tell Dad directly, Dad still has a bit of face in the imperial capital."

"Remember, no matter what happens, Dad will help you."

"Okay, you've been tired for two days, take a good rest." After Song Huangquan finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Song Nuannuan to say anything.

Song Wennuan picked up the Qiankun bag that Song Huangquan threw over, and a flash of warmth flashed in his heart.

No matter which world, father's love is like a mountain.

But soon, an excited smile appeared on his face.

With these 500 million spirit stones, his fate can be restored.

So, without any hesitation, he hurriedly opened the computer housekeeper and began to restore his fate.

After testing, it took a total of ten days to repair the fate.

"There are still a little more than nine days."

"I can't wait." At this moment, Song Wenwen lay on the branch, turned off the computer manager, and said to himself.

He was really curious about what abilities he would awaken after his fate was restored (there is a quiz with prizes, who will be a wave of prophets).

In fantasy, Song Wenwen slowly fell asleep.

Chapter 71 The Conspiracy of Seniors and Sisters

While Song Wennuan was sleeping, the entire Sumeru mirror became a mess.

Among the first-year students, many have good talents.

But except during the college entrance examination, I barely experienced a little battle, and the rest of the time, they were all flowers in the greenhouse.

When they were suddenly transported into this strange environment, they showed a strong discomfort.

In the Sumeru mirror, there are not only forests, but also plains, deserts, swamps, and cemeteries.

The environment here is very complicated and harsh.

At this moment, in the Sumeru Mirror, apart from the many first-year freshmen who were sent in, there were also some men in black wearing ghost masks.

They shuttled through the Sumeru mirror, looking for the trace of the new life.

At this moment, on top of a mountain, four or five people wearing ghost masks gathered together.

"It's a similar punishment every year, it's not interesting."

"Should we play a little bigger this year to stimulate their spirits." At this time, a thin and tall man said.

"No need, the normal punishment is already very serious, and we still want to stimulate them?" At this time, a woman with a graceful figure said a little bit impatiently.

"Dong'er, you are too soft-hearted."

"Think about it, when we first entered school, did the group of perverts who are now juniors treat us kindly?"

"We were almost killed by them at the beginning."

"Now it's time for us to show our strengths. I've already thought of many ways of punishment." A fat-looking man said.

Although wearing a mask, I can't see his face clearly.

But everyone around could feel that this fat man seemed to be showing an extremely perverted smile.

"We only have this one chance, and we won't be able to play if we want to play in the future."

"According to the academy's rules, the more we play, the higher our credits will be."

"Don't you all want credits?" said the tall, thin man.

Hearing the word credit, all the masked people fell silent for an instant.

This thing is too tempting for them.

"It's done, I'll go all out and play them to death!" At this time, the woman with a graceful figure made a decision first.

"Ma Gan, what plan do you have, just say it."

"We can do this first..."

So, the thin and tall man expressed his thoughts to other people.

"Ma Gan, if you want to say ruthless, you are still ruthless."

"Your perverted plan, even I, a pervert who saw it, would call it perverted." The fat man said in amazement.

However, when he said this, there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

"Since there are no opinions, let's start."

"My target is Song Nuannuan, don't fight me over."

"I would like to see how many speakers are those who are the disciple of the Eastern God of War, the son of the Underworld God of War, who can pass the college entrance examination perfectly with a score of [-] points... No, how many catties does it have?" said the thin and tall man .

"At first, I wanted to say that I would meet Song Nuannuan."

"Since you said it first, then he belongs to you."

"Among the rookies, I heard that there are still several hidden abilities with SSS-level potential. It's good to play with them." The fat man said.

"Fatty, be careful of capsizing in the gutter."

"None of the supernatural beings with SSS potential are simple." Dong'er couldn't help reminding.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

"How many storms and waves have I experienced, and I can still capsize in this small ditch."

"I just hope that these rookies can last a little longer, and don't be eliminated too early."

"In that case, the fun will be much less." Fatty said.

In this way, after everyone discussed the countermeasures, they separated.

Then, they and their respective team members started to take action.

A few minutes later, Fatty led his ten team members through the woods.

Their speed was not fast, because they let go of their perception and searched for the rookies.