"Skynet, Skynet..."
In the past two days, Fang Ning kept repeating this term whenever he had nothing to do.
This is to help Tiandao's father build an extraterrestrial defense. It is of great significance and cannot be overstated.
I know how to build his psychology, but it's too tiring...
Or leave it to Ren Ruofeng and the others...
But since I only have the title of general person in charge, do the merits of that heaven still belong to me
The reason why he was entangled was here.
If it is arranged for someone else to do it, will it be counted as one's own heavenly merits, or will God be wise and give the merits to Ren Ruofeng and the others
This is different from the past. In the past, the blame was passed on. Once the work was done, the results were left there. There was no third party to award oneself.
Now that God is giving him merit points, Fang Ning has to consider the consequences of passing the blame.
He couldn't ask Gu Buwei this question, because with the other person's intelligence, he could see his intentions right away.
This would be too damaging to the selfless character of Knight A, and he suddenly turns into a guy who covets the credit of others and enjoys the benefits...
"Oh, if you don't believe that God is watching, who will God spare? It seems that this blame cannot be thrown away. Do I have to go back to the old days of coding and working? Work overtime every night?"
Fang Ning struggled for two days, and laziness mixed with procrastination broke out again.
Forget it, let’s play for two days first.
Thinking of this, Fang Ning decided to go online to browse the finished novel again, preparing to dig up some old graves.
System prompt: (Your network has been disconnected.)
"Haha, do you know this trick?"
System prompt: (Your power supply has been interrupted.)
"Modan, can't you let me relax for a moment? My head hurts from thinking about it. I need to find some inspiration." Fang Ning touched his brow and pretended to have a headache.
The system uncle said unhurriedly: "To find inspiration, you can go to the Dragon Mystery Realm and sing. Once you sing, the work efficiency of those hard workers will soar. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?"
"You are ruthless, Garou, and you will never forget to exploit me and squeeze me, waiting for me to stand up in the future..." Fang Ning put down his harsh words and got into the dragon's mysterious realm.
The faint voice of the system uncle came from behind.
"If a salted fish turns over, that's also a salted fish..."
Fang Ning almost fell down when he heard this, but fortunately no one saw him.
Achilles, the space spirit from ancient Greece with a graceful and strong figure, saw this scene.
He appeared out of thin air and supported Fang Ning.
"Sir, are you okay?" he asked with concern.
"It's okay, I'm fine. Thank you." Fang Ning straightened up.
Achilles smiled and then mentioned something: "Sir, I think the arena on the second floor is almost completed. Should we prepare in advance? After all, it takes a lot of time to gather people to organize competitive matches."
As expected, he is a fighting sports enthusiast. Fang Ning recalled the records in the game book and immediately nodded and said: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. By the way, I remember that last year I hired an old white man named Di in the Dark Ranking Arena. Len Terry.
"He has been traveling outside for the past six months. I have read from Butler Zheng's report that he has built a competitive company. When the time comes, let his whole family move in. You and he will be fully responsible for this matter."
When Fang Ning said this, he felt very sad. He was working so hard, but Erbi didn't give him any free time.
This is really unreasonable.
Isn't the purpose of establishing an arena just to help it gain experience
Well, you can't be so shameless. After all, in the end, your body will enjoy the results of all this.
Upon hearing this, Achilles said excitedly: "Your Excellency is indeed far-sighted, prepared for rainy days, and strategic, which is admirable. Then I will go back and draft a program and communicate with that gentleman then."
"Well, you communicate well. I'll go check on the construction status, don't worry about me."
"Okay, sir." Achilles left happily.
Fang Ning had dealt with such an old matter. To him, it was just a trivial matter now.
To be honest, even if this arena is built, it will only be a drop in the bucket and the meat on the legs of a mosquito.
After all, it takes tens of billions of experience to upgrade now...
But those two strokes will still be noticed.
It has always been that the sea does not avoid streams, and Mount Tai does not avoid dust.
To put it bluntly, he is a very stingy person.
Looking at Achilles' excited back, Fang Ning was touched.
Things that I don't care much about now are the whole life to others...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a heavy responsibility.
Now there are many subordinates who depend on him for their livelihood.
And they, or they, are trying their best to support themselves, and there has never been any internal strife or fighting, and there is peace, which is really rare.
The system boss never worries about this, he takes care of everything himself.
Fang Ning felt even more headache when she thought of this. Forget it, go sing a song and release the pressure.
Not long after, the sound of ghosts crying and howling came from the second level of the Dragon Mystery Realm...
Well, it wasn't Fang Ning who sang it, he's not that thick-skinned.
As soon as his "Buddha's Sounds and Demon Sings" came out, countless souls suddenly felt that they were immersed in the scene, and they burst into tears. Naturally, it was like ghosts crying and gods howling.
A good construction site was turned into a vegetable market.
If it weren't for the fact that Achilles was always watching over here, there would definitely have been a construction accident.
The system uncle quickly stopped Fang Ning: "Stop singing, others will die if you sing, but if you sing, you won't even let go of ghosts..."
Fang Ning let out a "hum" and stopped "Buddha's Sound Demonic Sing" angrily. However, after venting just now, he seemed to have gained some insights.
"Well, it seems that I have to be the planner of this Skynet. I think back then... I won't mention it. After all, heaven has reincarnated and it's our turn to make the decision."
"Planning, what kind of position is that?" The system uncle asked in confusion.
"You take the blame, but I take the honor. The failure to complete the sales task is due to your lack of skills, not to my faulty functional planning."
"Oh, rich man, you have been cheated a lot." The system uncle said sympathetically.
"It's hard to look back on the past, but finally we can start over. Okay, give me your body, and I'll go find Ren Ruofeng."
System prompt: (The system has terminated the hosting state.)
Fang Ning expressed satisfaction. When it comes to important matters or business matters, the two systems are still very obedient.
… …
At the Truth Office Headquarters, Ren Ruofeng and Gu Jing were worried. He hadn’t taken pills for a few days and his hair had turned a lot whiter...
Due to the changes in the situation, there are more pond-level experts, and more people are qualified to shop at Butler Zheng's mysterious online store.
The supply of the Dragon Clan's beauty pills also exceeded the demand. His small treasury could no longer make ends meet and he couldn't steal it from others. No matter how good your personal relationship is, you can't owe a debt. It's hard to repay a favor.
It's not easy to make a fortune in a public household...
After all, he is a decent person and will not take any advantage that he should not take.
Although the subsidies provided by the truth-clarification office are very high, they still cannot withstand such consumption, and cannot compare with those pond-level experts outside who are supported by big families and large consortiums.
They seem to be relatively unknown, but in fact they have developed in a low-key manner under the wings of Venerable Shenlong.
One year is enough time for them to complete their layout and begin to compete on the stage for various interests.
Now Ren Ruofeng is looking at one person's information.
"Pan Liang, a pond-level expert with a sinister temperament, the eldest son of the Pan family and the heir to the Pan Group, has been making suspicious moves recently..."
This guy seems to have developed in a low-key manner, but now his wings are strong and he wants to fly high.
But they forgot that the truth bureau had already laid a net waiting for them.