my fairy world editor

Chapter 3 Girl's Night Visit
At night, in the guest room of the county government office, Yang Ping, who had bandaged his wound, was lying on the bed resting.

In the dungeon in the afternoon, when Yang Ping saw that the editor showed that it was completed, his heart had already settled down.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

The yamen servants escorted the ashen-faced county magistrate and Sun Ming down, and let him off the iron frame.

Yang Ping pulled out the long knife on his right shoulder, walked to the cell where Sun Ming was being held, and returned to him what Sun Ming said earlier.

"Enjoy your last night before you die."

Yang Ping was taken to the guest room by the yamen servants and handed over to doctors and doctors for treatment. The yamen servants said that he was lucky, and happened to meet a student from Shangyang Academy passing by here to intervene in this matter.

Otherwise, tomorrow he will die in Huangquan.

Yang Ping smiled.

I said silently in my heart: I just hold the key to making luck.

Although the doctor had bandaged Yang Ping with medicine, the pain from the wound still made it difficult for him to sleep.

Yang Ping connected his consciousness to the fairy world editor in his body, since he can't sleep, let's study this again.

At this time, a moth happened to fly past Yang Ping's eyes, Yang Ping's heart moved, can this editor edit living things?

When he was in the dungeon before, Yang Ping tried to use an editor to turn the county magistrate into a pig and Sun Ming into a donkey.

But the editor doesn't respond.

It is invalid for humans, so what about insects and beasts?

Yang Ping quickly typed in the editor: Turn moths into Mothra.

Brother, lend it to your daughter-in-law.

This time a prompt box popped up on the editor:

Ninth-rank Mothra, pay 50 emotional coins, and a ninth-rank monster inner alchemy.
Eighth-rank Mothra, pay 500 emotion coins, and one eighth-rank monster inner alchemy.
……

Yang Ping's eyes brightened slightly, and he could actually edit.

After that, wouldn't he have the opportunity to have his own beast army?

And if he can edit a first-grade monster, he can basically walk sideways in this world.

This is the emotional currency
The matter of materials is easy to handle, low- and middle-grade materials can be bought with money, and only materials above the fourth grade are very rare.

As for money, Yang Ping is not worried at all, the editor can edit raw materials into finished products.

You know, the price difference between the finished product and the raw material is very high.

Some of the pills and treasures of the fourth and fifth ranks cost dozens of times the price of the raw materials.

So, as long as there is emotional currency, Yang Ping is not short of money at all.

But for this emotional currency, Yang Ping fell into a deep silence as he looked at his 51 balance and the 50 billion needed to edit a first-grade monster.
When will this have to be saved!

It seems that I will be a knight who punishes evil and promotes good in the future.

In that way, I can reap negative emotions such as anger and fear from the wicked, and positive emotions such as gratitude and joy from the person being helped.

Double Harvest!

If you do one good deed every day, you will get 1000 coins for one.

Then I need to make 500 million pieces to get 50 billion. This number makes Yang Ping faintly aware that something is wrong.
According to 360 five days a year, that means
More than 3000 years!
At that time, I didn't know where I went.
It seems that I have to make another plan.

Just as Yang Ping was thinking about how to get emotional coins faster, the door of the guest room was suddenly pushed open.

A girl in a white school uniform with a hair hanging from her waist walked in.

The girl has a graceful figure and fair skin, as if carved from suet white jade, with no blemishes. On her classic and delicate face, she has a tall nose, and a pair of clear and bright eyes are black and white.

It is simply the ceiling of pure desire in ancient costumes!

At this time, the girl was frowning slightly and looking into the room, obviously encountering some confusion.

"I'm down, Yang Ping, I've seen the supervisor, thank you for your rescue today."

Seeing the girl dressed up, Yang Ping naturally guessed the identity of the other party, and quickly got up from the bed and said.

The girl turned her head to look at Yang Ping. Did the aura just now come from him?

Yang Ping was stared at by the girl a little hairy. In the middle of the night, you ran into my room and looked at me like that...

Yang Ping wouldn't think that he was attracted to him, and it was more likely that the other party noticed the Immortal Editor in his body.

Is the stealth performance of this editor so poor?
The girl approached Yang Ping two steps and said: "There is no need to be polite, it is the supervisor's duty to eradicate rape and evil."

The girl stretched out her left hand and put it lightly on Yang Ping's right shoulder, a cool energy entered Yang Ping's body along the girl's left hand.

This energy gathered at Yang Ping's previously pierced wound, and Yang Ping could feel that his broken and blocked meridians were being quickly rejuvenated and connected.

Half a minute later, the girl moved her right hand away.

Yang Ping tried to move his right arm, but the previous feeling of ambiguity had basically disappeared, and the injury on his right arm should heal in a few days.

Yang Ping clasped his fists in thanks and said, "Thank you, Mr. Supervisor."

The girl hummed lightly, and said: "You are still injured, go to rest early, and I will pay you justice tomorrow."

After speaking, the girl turned and left.

"Nothing unusual, could it be that I felt wrong?"

Yang Ping in the room finally breathed a sigh of relief after the girl left. When the girl put her hand on his shoulder just now, he was startled.

He was sure that the girl came to his room just now because she sensed something unusual.

As for healing yourself, most of the reason must be to investigate yourself.

But fortunately, the other party probably didn't find the editor in his consciousness.

Could it be that when I use the editor myself, there are things like abnormal energy that are noticed by others?

Is everyone able to detect it, or does it need to reach a certain level of strength, or is it a special group of people?

Yang Ping felt a headache.

I don't know the strength of this beautiful woman from Shangyang Academy, she is so beautiful.

Yang Ping sighed in his heart.

Si time the next day.

The periphery of the Qingyang county government office was full of people who came after hearing the news.

In the hall, the prefect of Tianhe Prefecture sat in the presiding judge, while Yu Lingling stood aside to supervise the trial.

Song Yi, the prefect of Tianhe Prefecture, got the news yesterday and rushed to Qingyang County overnight.

Looking at the indictment on the case in the hall, Song Yi understood that Qingyang County might be getting a lot of heads today.

And I will also be accused of ineffective governance, let alone promotion in the future, it is not certain whether I can keep my current official position.

As the magistrate of Tianhe Prefecture, he naturally heard about the affairs in these counties under his jurisdiction, but he just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes, and was too lazy to care about it.

As long as you don't make too much trouble, you can let it go.

Just some insignificant people.

But now it happened to fall into the hands of a student from Shangyang Academy who was studying abroad, and Song Yi could only swallow this bitter fruit by himself.

Looking at the dignitaries of Qingyang County kneeling together in the hall.

Song Yi shouted angrily: "You guys are bullying the people and harming the people. The crime is heinous. The leader beheaded at noon today to show the public, and the rest of the party will be distributed to the frontier and leave today!"

Signed down.

There was a lot of begging for mercy in the hall, and Sun Ming and others were so frightened that they lost control on the spot.

The people watching from outside the county government clapped their hands and applauded, shouting that the magistrate is wise.

A large number of servants poured into the lobby, dragging away the dignitaries who had already softened their legs from fright.

When you first harmed others, did you ever think about the innocence and fear of others.

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