Let the system try to save the world

Xitong turned off his phone in worry. After transferring the 1,000 yuan to Shen Anzhi, he really had no money left. He looked at Lu Jingming, who was still powerless. He was going to die. When could he start live streaming to make money?

Lu Jingming was glared at by him again for no reason, and he couldn't help but yell, "What did I do again!"

"You didn't do anything, that's why I am dissatisfied with you." Xitong explained.

"Hmph!" Lu Jingming snorted loudly, "You have so many things to do! You can't do it, and you can't not do it! What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything." Xitong jumped to his room with crutches, "You can't do it anyway, so I won't say anything, it's a waste of saliva."

"Tell me! If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't do it?" Lu Jingming chased after him for two steps.

"I'll consider telling you after we finish practicing basic body-building techniques tomorrow morning." Xitong supported his body with one crutch and swept the other crutch under his feet.

Lu Jingming jumped up like skipping rope and dodged the attack. He was surprised by his agility in dodging the attack, "Huh?"

Xitong looked at him like a fool and turned away. In just one day, Lu Jingming's reaction speed had improved. He was basically convinced that the basic body refining technique was very suitable for the current spiritual energy recovery. Xitong decided to start broadcasting the basic body refining technique with Lu Jingming as the model from tomorrow morning.

He touched the door handle of his room and couldn't help rubbing his palms.

Xitong leaned over and found that the hair hanging in the keyhole had been touched.

Someone came into his room.

Silent all night.

Xitong placed the phone holder on the wheelchair and started filming Lu Jingming. He compared the current software ratings and chose a platform with a wider audience. "Let's get started."

Lu Jingming was a little shy. He lifted his bangs and asked, "How am I now?"

"Same as usual." Xitong said indifferently. In order not to undermine his self-confidence, Xitong did not finish the rest of the sentence.

Just as stupid as usual.

Lu Jingming bowed formally and began to practice basic physical training seriously, and even had fewer opportunities to ask Xitong to hit him with his cane.

After finishing a set, Lu Jingming didn't even wipe the sweat off his head, and rushed over. Xitong held up his crutches and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Thanks for the fans' gifts!" Lu Jingming was very proud. "This is the best performance I've ever played. There must be at least a few hundred people who liked my post, and maybe there will be gifts!"

Xitong remained silent and turned the phone screen to him, "See for yourself."

"Two people who have seen it?" Lu Jingming looked at Xitong in disbelief.

The main system was not without guilt. Xitong thought about abusing his power for personal gain and directly put the live broadcast room on the homepage of all video websites. With the current level of technology in the world, no one should be able to crack his attack.

There are still ten years before the catastrophe. There is no need to panic the people before finding out the cause. Xitong took back the phone and transferred the live broadcast room to the Lu family couple, "Like it."

"What kind of title did you come up with?" Lu Jingming snatched the phone in dissatisfaction and changed the title a few times, "Basic Body Refining Technique Practice... No one reads this kind of thing."

Xitong looked expressionlessly at the title that had been changed to "Dad is not at home, innocent high school student practices peerless martial arts". He looked at Lu Jingming who was relaxing. The name of peerless martial arts reminded him of an old friend. "Who are you?"

"?" Lu Jingming looked at him in confusion, "Amnesia? Now?"

Xitong showed a look of as expected. He waved the cane in his hand and said, "Continue."

On the other side of the ocean, Lu He was having a meeting with several young people from Shanhai to discuss the construction of a production line. He felt the phone in his pocket vibrate, and he gestured, "Sorry, excuse me."

Seeing this, the meeting host sympathetically announced that the meeting was suspended and everyone should take a half-hour break.

"Huh." Jin Zuyi, the leader of Shanhai, let out a long sigh of relief. He lit a thin cigarette, walked to the smoking area, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes in ecstasy. In front of him was a wide open glass window. He leaned on the guardrail and slowly inhaled the scent of tobacco, feeling that life couldn't be better.

"Mr. Lu is really an extraordinary person." A man stood next to him, "Give me one?"

"Okay." Jin Zuyi pinched off the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, "Yousi, you don't have to stare at me smoking in various ways. It's just half a cigarette. I know my limits."

Cheng Yousi smiled and took the half-smoked cigarette from his hand, "How come you don't know I want one too?"

"The mountain and the sea are our hard work. We are all relieved that it can be brought back to life." Cheng Yousi smiled while holding a cigarette in his mouth, "Zooey, can I borrow a light?"

"Alas." Jin Zuyi helplessly protected the flame of the lighter and lit it for him, "I only have one box."

"I smoke half a cigarette, and you smoke half less. It's worth it." Cheng Yousi raised his eyebrows. He turned around and leaned against the guardrail, stretching. "Jiashan just sent me a message. The workers' wages have been paid. The most important period has passed."

"Where's Guo'er?" Jin Zuyi looked a little worried. "I'm afraid he can't accept it. The acquisition is a done deal now. He told me before that he would rather Shanhai go bankrupt than be acquired. I'm afraid he's impulsive."

"I persuaded him." Cheng Yousi put out his cigarette butt and rolled his fingers in the ashtray. "He's just a kid, not ignorant. It'll be fine once we talk it out."

"I found something for him to do." Cheng Yousi patted the dust off his hands. "This kid became famous at a young age and has a bad temper. Didn't Mr. Lu give us a few charts a while ago? I asked him to take people to get the things out first, and then give the young master of the Lu family some guidance. It would be best if he wrote a book."

"The kid is looking for trouble because he has too little homework." Cheng Yousi raised his chin, "Get me a cup of coffee? I'll treat you this time."

"Let's go." Jin Zuyi agreed happily, and the two walked side by side. "Hey, what did Young Master Lu get?"

"I don't know." Cheng Yousi replied, "You don't know me yet? I can understand the production line, but I really can't figure out the cutting-edge things."

"But Xiaoguo shut up as soon as he saw the drawings, and he's not making a fuss anymore. Jiashan said that he's been staying in the lab for two days since he got these drawings. Could it be that this drawing..." The two looked at each other.

"Is it so wrong?"

Lu He on the side opened the lock screen and frowned. "Dad is not at home, the pure high school student is practicing peerless martial arts"

Is this a marginal live broadcast? It doesn't look like Xitong's style.

Lu He touched his chin and asked with difficulty, "Has your account been hacked?"

"No." Xitong replied slowly. What a joke. Is there anyone in this world who can steal the main system account? "Like it."

When Lu He opened the live broadcast room, what came into his eyes was the scene of his stupid son boxing. He did it in a very methodical manner and it was quite entertaining to watch.

Although it had nothing to do with the title, Lu He felt itchy for no reason. He could roughly guess what had happened. The punch must have been ordered by Xi Tong, and the title must have been written by Lu Jingming.

He gritted his teeth and finally launched a ship for Xitong's live broadcast room.

This kid really...can't help but smoke.