Quickly travel through the lucky system, the boss is omnipotent

In the middle of the night, Yan Ying closed her textbook, rubbed her slightly dry eyes, and saw the black cloud pattern on her arm light up, and the small system twisted in Yan Ying's palm: "Host, I'll come out secretly to see is you"

Yan Ying touched its small head with one finger: "Secretly, afraid of being discovered by someone?"

The system shrank its head, and asked curiously: "The last time the system left, the host was about to leave the original owner's house. Why did he suddenly come to the male partner's house?"

Yan Ying opened the window, looked at the starry sky outside and said calmly: "There are two reasons, first, do you still remember the sudden revision of the world plot last time?"

The system nodded. It was the first time it had encountered such a situation, and it had already reported to the main system.

Yan Ying continued to complain: "Who knows if the damn plot will be revised again? Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I suddenly and inexplicably appeared at the supporting actor's house?" So would the efforts she made before this be worth it? All gone?

The system flew over quietly, and rubbed its face against Yan Ying's left cheek: "Host, don't worry, the system will definitely figure it out."

Yan Ying smiled, lamenting in her heart that her merits were not in vain, and the small system began to turn towards her.

The system continued to ask: "Then there is another reason?"

Yan Ying narrowed her eyes and said, "This Song Zijian, I think he is very upset..."

The system suddenly swished to the side of the pillow, tugged twice, did not move, and then flew to Yan Ying's eyes and said a little excitedly: "Is the host going to smother him to death?"

The corner of Yan Ying's mouth twitched: "Why do you have such a strange idea?"

The small system flew back to Yan Ying's palm and said: "In the novice world, the host got angry and smothered a woman to death, so I thought..."

Yan Ying's eyelids twitched violently, let out a deep breath, and then explained to the system: "The rules of each world are different. For example, in the social system of the Qing Dynasty, the imperial power was greater than the sky. For the emperor In other words, in this world, only he himself is the master, and everyone else is only worthy to be slaves."

"As for the concubines in the harem, they can only be regarded as half royal people, and the social status of these people mainly depends on their family background and their status in the emperor's heart. The reason why I did such a thing is indeed Revenge, the second is that I am sure that even if I kill her, the emperor will not punish me for her."

"But now it's a modern society, a place where everyone is equal, laws and regulations; system, your host is just an ordinary person, you can't kill him just because you don't like him, if you really do this, then All that awaits me are handcuffs and prison, do you understand?"

The system secretly climbed onto Yan Ying's wrist. It seemed to understand a little bit, but it also didn't understand it a little bit, but it understood two words, rules. It seems that the rules of the system are different from those of the human world.

"But the host was so powerful in his previous life..."

Yan Ying stretched out two fingers to pinch it in mid-air, watched it struggling with its chubby body, and said with a happy expression: "Strength means strong strength, but that's who I used to be, not what I am now"

"In modern times, what power stands for is four words: social status"

"social status by power, fame or wealth"

"And these three things, I have nothing now, do you understand?"

The system grabbed the tip of Yan Ying's nose and crawled towards her face: "The host means: you are a pauper, so why is the host not in a hurry?"

Yan Ying pulled it off her face, her eyes burst into a dazzling light: "Because it's useless to be anxious, you have to change step by step. In fact, besides social status, I have two special advantages. Goldfinger is One, the other is my own strength, which cannot be taken away by any external force, no matter where I go, no matter how low my starting point is, I have the confidence to reach the peak again."

Inexplicably, the system felt that the image of the host had suddenly been elevated, which was the kind of height that it needed to look up to.

A gust of cold wind blew, Yan Ying closed the window: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

A cloud suddenly flew onto the bed, found a gap and nestled in, more like a ball of cotton candy: "You humans sleep on the bed, the system wants to sleep with you"

"Okay." Yan Ying put it beside her pillow, turned off the light and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the system poked its head out from under the quilt, explored the room curiously, and then slipped out through the crack of the door.

In the guest room, when Song Zijian got up at night, he saw a mass of white unknown objects floating around in the living room, his pupils trembled in fright, and he hurriedly picked up the broom beside him: "I, I'm not afraid of you, what the hell, come out! "

System: "Oops, I've been discovered." Hurry up and go back.

The white little Xuanyun swished past Song Zijian who was blocking the way, and went straight to Yan Ying's bedroom.

A tall figure was staggered by the bump, and only heard a "click", which was the sound of a bone fracture.

"Ah..." A man's high-pitched cry of pain resounded through the entire family building.

Song's father and Song's mother came out immediately after hearing the movement, and saw their son covering his legs, sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his forehead covered with fine sweat: "Mom and Dad, I've run into a ghost."

Seeing that his son's condition was a bit serious, Song's father immediately went to the doctor's house on the first floor to find someone to come and take a look.

Dr. Xie works in the health center of the town, put on a coat and came over, checked Song Zijian's injuries, then looked at the nearby road, and sighed: "You kid can throw yourself on the flat ground!" It's broken, talent."

"It's not a big problem. I'll fix it with a wooden board. I'll come to the hospital tomorrow for an injection and prescription." Dr. Xie finished his instructions and went home directly.

Song Zijian looked at the living room, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Mom, I really saw something strange, a very small ball, white like a cloud"

Song's mother immediately slapped him on the head: "What nonsense about feudal thinking can break your bones all night long. You are really my own son. How can you not be stupid to death?"

Yan Ying came out of the room just in time to hear this conversation, couldn't help pinching a certain troublemaker in her pocket, and added: "Maybe you are wrong, the glass will reflect light, maybe the car lights outside are flickering , or upstairs opposite, that kid is playing with a flashlight.”

When Mother Song heard this explanation, she still believed that this explanation was reliable: "Yingying still knows a lot, thanks to the fact that you are still a high school student, you don't even know about it."

Song Zijian scratched his head: "Is that really the case?"

Early the next morning, Yan Ying came to school with her schoolbag on her back. The third year of junior high school was not too busy. Yan Ying had already caught up with the rhythm of the class and began to preview the knowledge points that will follow.