[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

"Hi, how are you."

Probably the astonishment on Xie Ci's face pleased him very well, Aragorn leaned back with a happy smile, turned his wrist, and held a lit cigarette between his fingertips.He took a puff skillfully, then exhaled a smoke ring comfortably, "One? A pack of 500 points."

Cold sweat was icy and sticky in his underwear, Xie Ci quickly forced himself to calm down, "No, thank you."

He walked into the tent and lowered the curtain, as if entering a space isolated from the outside world.

"Oh, well, it's a pity. I didn't expect to meet fellow villagers at work. It's very interesting." Aragorn shook his cigarette butt, and the smile didn't reach his eyes. Although he was lazily leaning there, he looked like A ready-to-go predator.

Thank you is not the prey, obviously neither side has any feeling of "the eyes of the fellows are teary when they see the fellows".The other party hacked his system as soon as he met him, and he was more willing to believe that he was an enemy than a friend to say goodbye.

"Is this not common?" Xie Ci asked as calmly as possible.

"Of course," Aragorn scratched his eyebrows, and muttered to himself, "Well, how many tasks have I done? Ah yes, 222, fuck, what kind of unlucky number is this—this It should be the first time I meet a colleague, right? Yes, it's the first time."

Xie Ci took a deep breath calmly: More than 200 tasks?The world he has experienced is just a fraction of him!

In his eyes, he was probably just an ant that could be easily crushed to death, Xie Ci suddenly understood his contemptuous attitude.

The gap was too big, and the original reluctance and fear disappeared. Xie Ci relaxed, and sat on the table with his hands folded on his chest, his long legs leisurely overlapping each other. He joked like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water: "What a coincidence!" , it’s my first time too.”

Aragorn raised his eyebrows, looked him up and down, playing with taste: "You really don't look like a rookie."

"Thank you." Xie Ci accepted this sentence as a compliment.

"What is your mission?" Aragorn asked casually, "I have to see if there is any conflict between our missions."

"What happens if there is a conflict?"

"I don't bully newcomers," Aragorn said generously. "If there is a conflict, I can give you a chance because you saved my life."

Xie Ci was stunned: "...what?"

"For example, this time, do you want to use me for peace talks? I can maximize your benefits." Aragorn made no secret.

Xie Ci's expression turned cold instantly.

Aragorn didn't realize it, and continued: "Of course, you stabbed me and it hurt a little, so I will never be soft in the future."

The pair of ice-like eyes didn't even fall on him. Aragorn squeezed the cigarette butt casually, and it shattered into fine powder and fell to the ground.

There was a gleam of coolness at the fingertips, Xie Ci smiled angrily, and said: "My system was hacked as soon as I came up, it doesn't feel like 'not bullying newcomers'."

"Ah, that," Aragorn shrugged, "it's just for the convenience of talking. My advice, rookie, don't trust that thing too much, it will turn you into a ghost... Hiss, okay, okay I won't talk anymore, can you please stop shocking me!"

The second part of the exasperated sentence was obviously not meant for him, Xie Ci straightened up, took half a step back prudently, "You should have a good rest."

"Hey, I don't know if there is any conflict between your mission and mine." Aragorn said slowly.

Xie Ci paused, a little helpless, "Senior, is it a bit boring to ask questions knowingly?"

After Xie Ci left, he was the only one left in the tent. Aragorn touched his chin and whispered to himself: "404, he really doesn't look like a rookie, does he?"

It was not until he returned to his tent that Xie Ci's system went online again.

Hearing the familiar [Didi——] sound, Xie Ci heaved a sigh of relief, but strangely remembered what Aragorn had just said to him.

Don't trust the system too much, it will turn you into a ghost...

He didn't really trust the system from the beginning, because he didn't know who would be watching his every move behind the electronic sound.

What is the reason for constantly shuttling in the mission world?Why was he selected by the system?Why can't he go directly to reincarnation after death like ordinary people?

Xie Ci imagined many possibilities, such as infinite games, such as experiments, such as his previous life was a person full of evil, so he had to do missions to atone for his sins.He doesn't know the answer, and the system won't tell him the answer.

The 100 years of imprisonment and imprisonment have worn away the last bit of self-deception innocence and stupidity, and the first time he saw Coningyu, Xie Ci knew that the balance between the system and the system that he had been struggling to maintain in his heart had completely collapsed.

He doesn't trust the system, never before, still less now.But he needed it in order to survive, in order to figure out why it was all happening.

He doesn't believe in the system, but he doesn't believe in that "predecessor" who is unpredictable and bottomless.

Xie Ci shook his head, throwing out all these messy thoughts that might be discovered by the system.

[System, why do higher-level questers enter this world? 】

[I checked in the general system just now, and the host of Aragon is a high-level tasker.High-level quest users have the right to choose the world freely. It stands to reason that your quest world level is not high. Generally, people like them would not choose it. I don’t know why that person is full...] ​​System The chirping sound became lower and lower, and finally disappeared.

Xie Ci gritted his teeth with a sinister smile, 【Oh, it means that the tasks in this world are too simple, and that person just came here to relax? 】

system:【……】

[Then his task shouldn’t be to rule the world, right? 】

[The other party's system level is higher than mine, so I can't find it. ] The system replied dryly.

The level gap really pissed me off.

All of them fell into silence.

***

The eldest prince was captured alive, Turkucha announced a truce, and peace talks were soon put on the agenda.

Xie Ci sent heavy soldiers to guard the tent where Aragorn was, and he never set foot there again. Aragorn was also very knowledgeable. He stayed quietly in the tent to recover from his wounds, and never stepped out of the house. When Xie Ci was in Anfen, he would sometimes forget that there was still life in the barracks. There are so many hostages.

After the fighting ceased, Xie Ci reorganized his troops and returned to Yucheng camp.The battle was fierce, but it did not cause any major losses. There was a lot of thunder and rain, Xie Ci guessed that His Majesty in Chang'an City would be very happy after seeing the military report, but his doubts became more and more serious. Heavy.

Because just like what Ke Ningyu said, it went so strangely well.

It would be fine if it was the original powerful and brainless Aragon, but now beside him is a timer, bomb, and bomb called "Advanced Tasker", it is hard for Xie Ci not to think about it.

Peace talks again, another peace treaty signed, and another chance for the Turkucha Ministry to recuperate and make a comeback...

"This battle is more like a test by the Turkucha Department." Ko Ningyu's voice was low and hoarse, revealing the exhaustion of running around for days, "The peace talks are about returning the tiger to the mountain."

Xie Ci handed the warm medicine to him, and said with a wry smile: "The one in Chang'an doesn't care about that."

Huo Changsheng's big cousin doesn't think about expanding the territory and envoys to the court, he only knows about the camp all day long, staring at the imperial power in his hand like an old hen guarding his cubs, other than playing tricks to balance the court, It is to create obstacles for the border officers and soldiers in various ways, turn a blind eye to the strong hostility from outside the country, and worry all day long about whether Huo Changsheng will usurp power and seize the throne.

Huo Changsheng stayed in Chang'an until he was 15 years old, and he was worried about the military power in the hands of Marquis Dingbei; after he was 15 years old, he galloped on the battlefield and made military achievements repeatedly, and the emperor was even more worried.

Ke Ningyu drank the bowl of medicine quickly, took the warm water from Xie Ci, moistened his throat, and said, "I just don't know who the peace negotiator sent by His Majesty will be."

Xie Ci did not expect that the peace negotiator who came would be an old acquaintance.

Two months later, Xie Ci greeted the envoy at the gate of Yucheng City. One of them couldn't control Huo Changsheng's anger and broke the rein in his hand.

Xie Ci got off the horse, and had to desperately push Huo Changsheng's remnant soul back, so that he could barely smile at the man without being rude.

"Master Huo, I haven't seen you for two years, but everything is okay?" Fang Yanyan smiled at Yanyan, obviously his mood was not affected by the wind, snow and bitter cold at the border.

Facing the old acquaintance's usual annoying smiling face, Xie Ci squeezed his knuckles and said with a smile, "Thanks to you, Master Bai."

The old god Baiji twirled his beard on the ground.When he was young, he fought with Huo Changsheng's father, Dingbei Hou, and finally got the old one to death, and finally a younger one came. A Wuzhi Mountain on the road. More than 30 years of fighting wits and courage has already made him a face that can't express emotions or anger. In his opinion, this little master Huo is far inferior to his father in terms of wisdom and planning. If you fall in a fight, you will sooner or later be suppressed by the emperor.

So what's the use of knowing how to fight, but it's just a soldier barbarian who can't calm down.

The arrival of Baiji kicked off the bilateral peace talks, and Xie Ci couldn't get involved in the next thing, and his daily life returned to the three points and one line of training, handling military affairs, and taking care of children.

Pei Zhao's injury is gradually healed. I don't know whether it was the stimulation of his life hanging by a thread while fighting the wolf, or the impact of the confrontation with the envoy of the Turkucha Department. Now he can finally speak some longer sentences, although the language The speed is very slow, but it is always a good sign, and it can be regarded as the only good news that Xie Ci received in this difficult year.

After Ke Ningyu returned to Yucheng, he became seriously ill. Xie Ci almost thought that he would not be able to survive this winter, but his remaining points were not enough to exchange for a Resurrection Pill. The regret at that moment and the killing of Aragon enough to overwhelm him.

That night, Xie Ci stood in the ice and snow until midnight, thinking through many things.

The author has something to say:

There are not many roles for high-level players, but they are very important (bear the biggest point of abuse)

Alas, I can't help but abuse my own son. When this world ends, please continue to love me, please?