"I see, ma'am."

Hu Erdao didn't say anything, just said so.

"Mother……"

A little boy who was less than Uchiha Mikoto's waist height, wearing a black collared long-sleeved shirt and white shorts, suddenly ran out of the courtyard.

Seeing Hu Erdao talking to his mother, he stretched out his hand to hold his mother's apron, and waited for Uchiha Mikoto to half-bend, before he whispered: "It's time to practice shuriken today."

"Well, Sasuke, wait a moment, Mom."

Uchiha Mikoto rubbed the youngest son's hair, and smiled at Erdao Hu, "I'll go back first, Mr. Erdao."

"Go and do your own business, please."

Hu Erdao didn't care much, waved his hands and said.

"You knew already?"

The sound of the system suddenly appeared in Hu Erdao's ear again.

"what do you know?"

Hu Erdao replied strangely.

"About the target of population foreign exchange." Even if the system talked about the human trafficking incident in Hu Erdao's cognition, the tone was still extremely stable.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the world is getting worse..." Hu Erdao said, "You actually said that you forced me as a minor to do such immoral things so confidently."

"But I think you've done a good job, too?" The system said with a smile, as if he thought he was being upright.

As far as the plan booked by the system is concerned, although Hu Erdao has deviations in details, in general the steps are still moving forward steadily according to his goal.

Sometimes he even suspected that Hu Erdao had peeked at his schedule.But after thinking about it again, he never told Hu Erdao what they were going to do or what their goals were.

Hu Erdao reached the current situation step by step purely by relying on his own mind.

This proves that sometimes people are too smart to communicate with each other.

The ideas of the so-called smart people are always unique, and a fool has a thousand ideas of a fool, which is nothing more than that.

The system thinks, no matter how much he feels that Erdao Hu is unscrupulous, he cannot deny that Erdao Hu himself will be the number one wise man in the interstellar world in the future.

...Even if his personality is slightly different from the idol he recognizes, in essence, he is always the same person.

Thinking about it this way, he didn't find Hu Erdao's current progress of action strange.

Instead, there was a strange sense of relief.

It was as if he had finally found an advantage from a child who had no benefits, and had no demands on him.

Hu Erdao naturally didn't know that the system had so many mental activities in an instant, he only knew that the system seemed to have imagined something, and even said that he did a good job.

Did he do something?

—He didn't know it himself.

But he wouldn't go out of his way to correct the system's thinking. If the system really knew everything about him, he would be afraid.

A little off, but just right.

So he skipped the topic lightly, "I'm a little bored, system, when are we leaving?"

"Is it possible to leave this world by simply kidnapping a guy?"

He solemnly stated the idea of ​​kidnapping people casually in order to leave, as if the guy who just said that he was a minor and human trafficking was immoral was not himself.

The system fell silent again, and hurriedly warned: "No, you can't do this."

He was afraid that if he said Hu Erdao later, he would turn his thoughts into actions.

"It's not just any random person," he said earnestly, hoping that Hu Erdao would listen to his words, "Just wait a little longer, and everything will be over in three months."

"Three months later?"

Hu Erdao raised his eyebrows, and repeated the date in surprise.

"When the time comes, what will happen?"

"The point of collapse of everything." The system said vaguely.

Hu Erdao was noncommittal.

He did not continue to ask. "Then I'll take a look at it, the changes in three months..."

Soon after Uchiha Fugaku sent a lot of daily necessities, Hu Erdao's living quality has improved a lot.

At the very least, from the minimum guarantee arrangement for an alien ninja to the comfortable living conditions of basic residents.

Hu Erdao was not surprised.

It seems that he just told Uchiha Fugaku about Mrs. Daimyo, but the amount of information behind it far exceeds what can be seen on the surface.

The life of a ninja usually doesn’t seem to have much to do with the daimyo and those nobles in the high places of the country, but there are still many unexplainable potential connections hidden between the daimyo’s interactive tasks with the ninja village, hidden in front of the ninja village and the daimyo in the communication.

It is necessary for ninjas to obtain information from nobles and daimyos in high places in the country.

Many changes in daimyo and nobles will eventually lead to changes in the situation in Ninja Village.

Especially the news that the daimyo's wife is trying to return to the country is serious enough, the scope of influence is wide enough, and private enough. When the nobles don't fully trust the ninja, the ninja generally can only passively wait for the change to happen.

But Hu Erdao is different, he can directly gain the trust of Mrs. Daming, and even make a push for Mrs. Daming’s decision, and take the initiative to give the news to Uchiha—including his suggestion that was unthinkable at first but reasonable after careful consideration.

This is Hu Erdao's vote for Uchiha.

Any Uchiha with a little political mind can analyze this conclusion.

Soon, the high-level Uchihas gave their answers: they officially regarded Hu Erdao as a member of the Uchihas, and the most notable performance was reflected in the treatment.

Hu Erdao accepted his rising status and attention level with peace of mind.

After that, Hu Erdao went to Daming Mansion again, the purpose was to borrow books.

Daming's wife was still dressed in gorgeous clothes, her hair accessories were docile, her black eyebrows and white face were extremely elegant, and she was teasing the birds in the birdcage on the corridor as usual.

"Ma'am, I found the book I wanted."

Neither Hu Erdao nor Mrs. Daming wanted to bring up the topic last time, but just chatted about some gossip naturally.

"Madame looks very fond of the bird."

Hu Erdao watched the scenery of the courtyard, leaned against the guardrail, and chatted with the daimyo's wife.

Mrs. Daming still had that face so white that she couldn't see her expression clearly, and the pointed fingers under the long coat touched the bird's beak, "Don't Erdao think Xuanfeng is beautiful?"

She paused, and said with a smile, "I was thinking a while ago that Erdao really looks like my Xuanfeng."

"Huh?" Hu Erdao looked at Mrs. Daming in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face.

He took a closer look at the beautiful and clean bird under the porch, which was obediently leaning on Mrs. Daming's fingers.

Of course he didn't know this kind of bird. In the interstellar era, many species died out, and many new animals and plants appeared accordingly.

This bird is not one of them.

But judging from the appearance alone, the bird named Xuanfeng is indeed a little pet that people love when they see it.

Obviously, this immature half-grown bird is not afraid of people, and even has the intention of being close.

The blue-gray feathers with light yellow feathers are kept very clean by the special caregivers. The half-curved beak does not give people the feeling of sharpness and danger, and it looks cute and cute;

On the cheeks are orange-red fine feathers with round spots, and the crown feathers on the head are light yellow, as if wearing a beautiful feather cap, it is really pretty.

It seems that he can learn to speak?

Hu Erdao tilted his head thinking, it seems that when the maid left just now, the bird chirped shortly, as if it was a certain pronunciation.

He was silent for a while, then raised his eyebrows pretending to be dissatisfied and uttered a sentence: "Madam, do you think I'm as beautiful as your bird?"

"Of course not." Mrs. Daming reached out to take the bag of bird food, and slowly sprinkled it into the bird food bowl one by one.

"No matter how beautiful a bird is in a cage, it is not the same."

She said half-angrily, "Er Dao is much prettier than Xuan Feng."

The bamboo in the courtyard rustled and the wind blew.

The daimyo lady tidied up her dress and walked towards the wing.

"It's windy."

Her tone was close to a sigh.

Hu Erdao also nimbly got up from the position of the guardrail, followed Mrs. Daming's pace in two or three steps, and fell half a step behind her.

The author has something to say:

System: I am a nanny.Take care of bear children, there is no emotion.

Hu Erdao: I open my eyes and tell nonsense without fear.

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