[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

Looking at Darcy who was sweating profusely in the picture, they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

What should we do now?

Lydia looked at the system, and the system looked at Lydia.

"How about," Lydia said tentatively, "can you bring him to the boat?"

[I can't bring him to the boat,] the system said dejectedly, [Why don't we go back today and let's restart this copy tomorrow night? 】

"So, is there no other way?" Lydia said incredulously, "Aren't you an omnipotent system?"

[There is no other way, dear,] the system said very politely, [There is no way to complain to the system. 】

The soft and light aroma of aromatherapy floated in the room, and Lydia sat in a chair, thinking about whether to go back.

"Forget it," she said to herself, "Anyway, one day more is not too much to complete the task, and one day less is not much. Let's go back to Africa today."

[...Passive absenteeism will be punished by the system, host,] the system reminded, [Is it because the system hasn't said this sentence for a long time? 】

"Hmph, if you punish me, I will complain to my sister!" Lydia said arrogantly, like a proud little house sparrow, "Go back and choose a safe position for me to land."

Then she found that in the next second, she was in a field of flowers.

The breeze was blowing, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a field of golden yellow, orange and red.

"This is..." Lydia never expected such a beautiful scenery around her, "System, did you send it to the wrong place?"

She suspected something was wrong with the system.

[I gave up the reward last time, and the system convinced people with reasoning, and replaced the hard work value and this sea of ​​flowers for the host, isn't it good? 】

The system also squinted to admire the sea of ​​flowers.

"How can there be flowers in the desert... Wow!" Lydia touched the cushion under her, and it turned out to be a mat!

The system of Pickout Soso actually knows to give her a gift!better!

[More than that, there is another house,] the system chuckled, [The host sees if he likes it. 】

Lydia got up and ran to the house, ignoring Darcy who saw her.

"My house?" she said in surprise. "My house! My own?"

The house is single-storey, very beautiful, surrounded by a big tree, under the tree there are a few geese walking around swaggeringly.

Outside hung a delicate letterbox with a bouquet of lavender flowers.For some reason, there are more trees beside the house, and roses are entangled on the wall, which looks much stronger than the usual small hut.

[If the host likes it,] the system said jokingly, [It would be nice to bring others in to play in the future. 】

It's used to the host not playing cards according to the routine, so it doesn't matter.

"Of course!" Lydia stood at the door, waved to Darcy, and signaled him to come over, and followed the system's instructions to find the key and open the door.

Opening the door, she was surprised by this beautiful house.

The green light and shadow spilled onto the dining table through the glass window, and the floral cushions were laid cleanly on the light-colored white peach wood chairs. There was a pot of pale pink flowers on the table, and several pots on the window sill.

[Host, you go back,] system command, [there is more in the back. 】

"Back?" Lydia stepped on the clean wooden floor carefully, held her breath, and walked towards the rear side door.

She opened the door, but found that there seemed to be something under her feet.

She squatted down carefully, and found that it was a neat little...hedgehog!

The little hedgehog has a small bunch of blue and white flowers on its head, which looks cute and sweet.

"What is this?" Darcy came in, squatting beside her.

"It's a hedgehog!" Lydia proudly stretched out her hand towards the hedgehog.

The little guy tested his little paw a few times, and then moved it onto Lydia's palm little by little.

She held the hedgehog very carefully, and proudly showed off to Darcy, "Look, my hedgehog!"

Although she kept her voice down as much as possible when she was showing off, and only a little breath could be heard, but the hedgehog was still hers!

"Very beautiful," Darcy praised without hesitation, "very cute."

Of course, whether it refers to hedgehogs or people is another matter.

"Of course, my hedgehog must be the cutest hedgehog in the world!" Lydia said confidently, she stood up abruptly, "There seems to be something glowing behind, let's go and see—"

As she was walking, the voice suddenly stopped, as if it had been eliminated.

Darcy stood up hastily, and also looked outside.

It was a greenhouse that Lydia dreamed of, full of greenery and beauty.

The glass and vines seem to be intertwined and entwined, and what is shining beside it, attracting Lydia's attention is a clean, sparkling lake.

"System," Lydia said as if she had drunk alcohol, "you are so kind to me."

[Of course,] the system said proudly, [Look, it's beautiful. 】

"However, having said that," Lydia asked a small question, "Can there really be such a place in Africa?"

Drought, exposure to the sun, will it be a few days, under the erosion of heavy rain, even the house will be gone? ?

[This is a virtual world, the host, not to mention that this small place that belongs to you has a special protective cover, and the climate is different from the outside, ] the system reminds, [and the host, as a tester, can be the first to get the right to experience. 】

Lydia happily shook off all these, sat down on the picnic cloth on the ground, and rolled triumphantly.

She will have her own house in the future!No one can drive her out!

After rolling, she remembered that Darcy was watching from the side, and Lydia covered her face in embarrassment.Oops, got carried away a bit.

No, it's not a skirt anyway, not to mention she's less embarrassed in front of Darcy!

Having figured this out, Lydia immediately removed her hands from her face as if nothing had happened, and asked in a normal manner, "The weather is really nice today, isn't it, Mr. Darcy?"

Darcy, who sat next to her, looked at her, stretched his eyebrows, and showed a smile.

"Yes, very well, Miss Lydia," he answered.

In this way, the two sat on the picnic cloth, one on each side in the warm wind.

"It seems to be a very different place from your usual place today?" said Darcy, "and it seems that I am not on board today? Has something happened, or have I misremembered the time?"

"Ah... that..." Lydia hesitated, "I..."

She was heartbroken and told the truth, "I forgot about you, and the system also forgot when I came in..."

Lydia closed her eyes nervously, twisted her hands together nervously, ready to be blamed!

"Will it delay your mission?" Darcy asked.

Why?He didn't blame her?

Lydia quietly narrowed her eyes and looked at Darcy secretly.

"I don't blame you," Darcy said helplessly.

He fumbled in his pocket and took out a bouquet of flowers.

"Today's gift, Miss Lydia," he said quite solemnly, handing her his hands.

But after saying this, the seriousness on his body quickly faded away.

"Thank...thank you," Lydia accepted the bouquet passively, "Give it to me?"

She was a little helpless holding the bouquet which was slightly bigger than her palm.

"I can't believe it," said Kitty, rather grandly, "that he's trying to buy you off with a bouquet every day?"

When Lydia talked about this with Kitty during the day, Kitty's reaction was as if Darcy picked up the peaches on the table, washed them, and then tied a bow as a gift for her.

"You're not the same!" Lydia retorted immediately, "Look at the cat hair on your body, isn't it easy to accept?"

"My naive little sister," Kitty laughed twice, "look at how shaken you are now, and then look at me, are you sure it's the same?"

Since Kitty came back, she has received a large number of orders. At the Queen's banquet, she not only chatted with Mr. Sharp, but also made friends with many ladies and ladies.

A mass of letters poured from London to Hertford, a spectacle that had never been seen in a millennium.

But Kitty turned down many orders, just as she turned down Mr. Sharp's marriage proposal.

"You went for a walk with him yesterday just to reject him?"

Kitty shrugged her shoulders at her sister's question.

"It's ridiculous to think you can get rid of me by sending something," said Kitty, brushing the hair that fell to her chest. "I haven't had enough fun. It was a moment of excitement before, and now?"

She snorted, "Let him chase after him slowly."

I haven't danced enough, and my own design hasn't started yet, so why put myself in the cage of marriage?

"Not to mention, I'm not easy to coax." Kitty tugged at the ribbon behind her and twirled around, "Is the dress beautiful?"

It is obviously a new style designed by her, and I am afraid that it will become a ready-to-wear store in a short time.

"Nice," Lydia murmured.This dress is stunning.

"As long as it looks good, the time wasted going for a walk with him is almost equivalent to three such skirts," Kitty spread her hands, "Drawing skirts, making money, going out to play, or playing with cats. There are so many interesting things, him?"

Lydia could almost hear the bright dislike in Kitty's words.

"Didn't you say you got along well with him?" Lydia asked, "Didn't you say it was a good fit?"

"That was before, and now I find that he looks stupid," Kitty said with a smile on his lips, "I'll investigate for a while, and there are quite a few people chasing me recently."

The ending of her last sentence rose, obviously in the mood of watching a joke.

Although Kitty refused Mr. Sharp's engagement, she would inevitably be caught and nagged by her mother, but after she came back, there were not many high-quality gentlemen around the four girls who struck up a conversation.

This also relieved Mrs. Bennet's anxiety quite a bit.

Now she hardly needs to worry about where a high-quality gentleman comes from, and whether she should push him to become her son-in-law.

Instead, he sat at home, waiting for a new, respectable gentleman to deliver greeting cards to his home.

No one will miss the currently quite famous Bennet home.

Especially that Mr. Sharp, despite being rejected, still did not change his enthusiasm and launched an offensive against Kitty.

He would definitely show up at the door of Bennet's house every day, holding a bouquet of daisies or roses, or lilies, waiting solemnly for a visit.

Of course, occasionally sneaking downstairs to Kitty's room, dressed in a smart way, setting up his instrument affectionately, and playing the violin in that direction.

The noise made Lydia, who was sleeping next door, so annoyed that she almost poured water into the basin.

Repeated defeats, repeated battles, repeated defeats, perseverance is commendable.

But Kitty showed no signs of relenting.

When Mr. Sharp came to the door, she greeted him with a smile, gentle and mellow, and did not show any expression of joy or resistance. She chatted with him about fashion design normally, but she never accepted his invitation for a walk.

Every time Mr. Sharp came here on the spur of the moment, halfway through the conversation about clothes and decorations, it was just the time when he was happy, and he had to leave because it was too late.I always go halfway to find that I have failed again, so I return disappointed.

Of course, the next time you come to the door, it will be another good gentleman.

On the other side, Lydia, who has made a little progress with Darcy, is staring at a man lying on the deck in tatters, whose life and death are unknown.

Darcy, standing on her right, asked in a low voice, "Did you find anything?"

Lydia was silent for a moment.

She found this homeless man who had just been rescued lying on the deck a bit handsome.

But can this be said?

Author has something to say: Lydia: I feel like—

Author: Shut up!

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