Master System

Kunxu state, chasing the cloud city.

It's just a mortal town, and the guards outside the city gate carry wine jars and watch the people coming and going without even checking them.

When a ragged scholar walked over, the guard sniffled and slapped him in front of him, obviously disgusted.

Tianyu Casino is on the street not far from the city gate. Meng Cuo just walked in and saw the fluttering "gambling" banner.

Thanks to him running fast, otherwise he would have confessed to being in that place.

He is just someone who has just transmigrated, how can he understand how the Xiaobai Village was wiped out by the regiment?When in trouble, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely to run away.It was when I was unfamiliar with the place of life, and the location mentioned by the system before had the words "Zhuyun City", indicating that Meng Cuo was located not far from Zhuyun City.

Unexpectedly, he was actually found.

God knows that when he saw the words Zhuyun City outside the city gate, tears almost filled his eyes.

Although there were only three copper coins in his pocket, Meng Cuo was very happy when he left Xiaobai Village.

At least for the time being, he has drawn a clear line from those weird things, and he doesn't know who slaughtered the village. Anyway, they are all people that Meng Cuo can't afford to mess with now.

He withdrew his gaze from looking at the gambling house, and saw the small shop selling steamed stuffed buns on the street again.

The belly was empty, and Meng Cuo, who was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, could smell the smell of meat at this moment.

Unable to hold back his drooling, Meng Cuo looked at the skinny man selling buns, and the skinny boss also looked at him: "Buy buns?"

"How much is it?" Meng Cuo touched his three copper coins and secretly wiped a handful of bitter tears.

"Three copper coins for a steamed stuffed bun, if you don't buy it, get out, don't block me from doing business."

At first glance, Meng Cuo was just a poor scholar, not to mention his shabby clothes, his eyes flicked here and there, not to mention how strange it was, as if he had never seen a bun seller in his life.

When the palm of his hand was spread out, it happened to be three copper coins. Meng Cuo held his sleeve with one hand and spread the copper coins with the other, as if he was about to give the three copper coins to the boss to buy buns.

The thin man didn't expect Meng Cuo to have three poor copper coins, so he reached out to get them.

Who ever thought that Meng Cuo rolled his eyes and said: "Who said I want to buy buns? Who are you paying for?!"

The vendors selling things in the front, back, left, and right sides were stunned, what the fuck, why don't you buy it and ask what the price is!

Meng Cuo clenched his fingers again, and held the three copper plates in his palm. He turned his black eyes, looked at the thin man opposite him, and then at the gambling house behind him, and finally cast his contemptuous gaze on this The last one in the steamer sells the remaining buns.

"Just your buns, a diameter of three inches and two cents, a thickness of one inch and one cent, and a weight of [-] cents. The skin weighs [-] cents, and the stuffing—does your bun have any stuffing?"

The unhurried voice even gives people a leisurely feeling.

Meng Cuo's expression was still very calm and even calm, but there was an indescribable contempt in his words, as if he didn't think much of this bun.

There are still people in this world who can count so clearly!

How can I know the size and weight of this bun at a glance?This man is full of lies!

The number of people coming and going on the streets of Zhuyun City stopped at this moment, feeling that something was interesting.

"You are talking nonsense. My Zhang family's big bun shop is a well-known bun shop in the whole city. It has always been filled with big stuffing and thin skin. Don't spout blood!" Blood spurting, can it be better?Seeing that everyone was looking this way, his steamed stuffed bun was well-known throughout the city, there was absolutely no such thing as what Meng wrongly said.

Meng Cuo touched his chin, shrunk his body in a shabby look, and his whole body was trembling when the wind blew.

"Your steamed stuffed bun is full of skin, if you don't believe me, cut it up yourself."

I don't have time to toss with you anymore, Meng Cuo still feels that there is too little that can be done with three copper coins, so he turned around and went directly to the gambling house opposite the steamed stuffed bun shop.

The steamed stuffed bun seller in the back was in a hurry, and kept calling Meng Cuo a few times, but Meng Cuo didn't respond, and in the blink of an eye, he had already entered the gambling house.

"Bah, this poor scholar is used to telling nonsense, just your three copper coins, you must be beaten out by Xiao Jiuwu!"

The steamed stuffed bun seller had a disgusted expression on his face. He was also angry when he saw so many people around him, and shouted: "I can tell you, my stuffed buns are big and the skin is thin. If you don't buy them, you will suffer! Hey, you Don't believe me? Let me break it for you—look..."

Look……

Look?

I was dumbfounded!

The bun seller directly turned the bun out of the steamer, broke it with both hands, and then the smile froze on his face, as if he was slapped suddenly, the whole person was dumbfounded!

stuffing……

What about stuffing?

The surrounding onlookers suddenly burst into an uproar, this steamed stuffed bun was really hit by the scholar, is there such a deception?

All of a sudden, everyone scattered like birds and beasts, and in a blink of an eye the bun shop was deserted.

The thin man stared blankly at the bun that had been broken in half in his hand. There was only the skin of the bun, and it was full of noodles, and there was no filling. He was actually dumb.

"Hey, don't go! Don't go! It's just a coincidence!"

He hastily took out the other buns and broke them, all of them had big stuffing and thin skin, but no one looked at them.

The young bun seller almost froze, his voice gradually faded away as he stood there.

After a while, the other person who had been standing under the eaves of the gambling house watching the play finally walked over slowly, with a grass core in his mouth, looking foolish, with the appearance of a rascal and a rascal.

It's just that this man has a very good appearance, narrow eyes, wearing a dark blue robe, clapped his hands, walked to the front of his shop, picked up the stuffed bun he broke open, and took a bite.

The steamed stuffed bun seller only came to his senses now, and hurriedly cupped his hands and called out tremblingly: "Master Jiuwu."

Xue Jiu is the tyrant of this cloud-chasing city, and he manages all the bad things in the streets and alleys, and his main business is to manage the Tianyu gambling house.

Just now this happened right under his nose, which aroused Xue Jiu's interest.

"Didn't you just take a mouthful of Xiaojiuwu? Now I know I'm calling him Jiuwuye——"

Xue Jiu wasn't hungry either. The bun was hard for him to catch. He took a bite and threw it aside. Without saying a word, he turned around and headed towards the gambling house he was in charge of.

But with a glance, you can tell the size of the buns, and even whether there is any stuffing...

The scholar just now must have a ghost.

Although this person seems to have only three copper plates on his body, if...

Xue Jiu's worry is not unreasonable, there is indeed a problem with Meng Cuo.

He touched the middle finger of his right hand, rubbed the knuckles habitually, and got into the casino in tatters.

Meng Cuo's master system was accidentally implanted into his body, but as a means of survival, the replication system was already there.

It's just that the master system is too domineering. When he opened his own copy system before, he found that an item in the master system was lit.

What does it take to be a boss?

School, wealth, eloquence, appearance, cultivation.

The moment he turned on his replication system, the cultivation base item was automatically lit up, and an interface popped up.

【Repair】

1) Attack skills: None

2) Defensive skills: None

3) Auxiliary skills: A, refining skill (not yet), B, alchemy skill (not yet), C, formation skill (not yet), D, talisman skill (not yet), E, ​​special skill (copy system )

When looking at the bun just now, Meng Cuo just habitually turned on the scanner in the copy system.

Just like copying documents in a copy shop, before copying something, the target object must be scanned first, and then copied with the help of ink.

So the copy skill itself consists of three parts.

First, the scanner.Scan first to get relevant data.Second, raw materials.To copy something, certain raw materials must be required, which is a must for hardware.Third, the replicator.This is the core of the replication system.

Meng Cuo's replication system was stolen from a 3D printing laboratory when he was a hacker.

When he got this system, Meng Cuo's life went from ordinary to science fiction, of course - after getting the master system, his life went from science fiction to fantasy again.

These days, what can Meng Cuo say?

Now the replication system he relies on for survival has become a skill point of the master system?

Meng Cuo was also drunk.

It seems that the master system is even more insane than he imagined.

But now there is also a problem. Now Meng Cuo can only activate the "scanner" part of the copying skill. When he wants to open the copying skill as a whole, the system prompts him--insufficient cultivation.

Life is really lonely as snow.

But can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?

With only a scanner, Meng Cuo can also find a way to make money.

Just looking at the steamed stuffed bun, he has already confirmed that the scanner can still be used.

The scanner itself is divided into ten classes.

After Meng Cuo entered the casino, he checked the scanner level.

Scanner: Level Zero.Only common items can be scanned.

Steamed buns are common items, but what about dice?

Meng Cuo's bright black eyes suddenly turned to the nearest gambling table, and he walked over, buying big and selling small in the most common way.

A poor-looking poor scholar came to this table, but no one noticed, only Xue Jiu, who had come back calmly, went upstairs and looked at Meng Cuo who was waiting for an opportunity below.

Meng Cuo didn't know that someone had noticed him, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of light.

There was a subtle mechanical sound resounding in his mind——

The scanner is started, the current function level is zero, scanning, please wait.

In my mind, a progress bar also automatically appeared, and a ray of light swept from the left to the right of Meng Cuo's field of vision.

The sex cup held by the dealer in the field of vision also began to be gradually analyzed in Meng Cuo's eyes.

Material: Elm

Height: five inches

Diameter: three inches

……

While the data in the color cup was being analyzed, the whole color cup turned into a pattern of lines in Meng Cuo's eyes, and the shaking dice inside finally appeared.

Meng Cuo clenched the three copper plates in his hand, and when the sound of the dice stopped, he put the three copper plates on the "small" after hearing the shout of "Buy Ding Leaving Hands".

buy small -

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it! It's about to open! Open—"