Super NPC system

Chapter 1 Time Traveling: The Playboy (1)

Mu Qingcheng is an ordinary young man with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary family background.His occupation is a game program maintainer.No, a certain game software of the company broke down, and he was working overtime all night.

"Hey, mom, hey, I'm Qingcheng! I'm off work, and there is something wrong with the company's software, hey? What? I won't go back to eat, and the company has arranged for me to work overtime! Don't wait for me. Yes, yes, I Go back after get off work. Hang up." Mu Qingcheng hung up the phone.Cursing and starting to check again.

"The bastard manager Bai, the bastard game company, why did they arrange for such a bastard to be the manager. When are you still working overtime? No overtime pay. Tomorrow, as usual, I will post 'Dear player...forgive me' on the official website tomorrow." ’, don’t you always do this. There are also those players who will die if they miss a day of playing. They always complain and scold on the official website.

As far as Mu Qingcheng is concerned, he has a very kind personality and is usually a helpful person, but because his name is too feminine, and because of this name, he has always been teased by friends he just met. It's a very common joke, and I didn't say it was a special sarcasm, but Mu Qingcheng was still very depressed, so he often complained and complained when he was alone in private.

Originally, Mu Qingcheng's parents planned to give birth to a girl, and they had already decided on a name, and they were called Mu Qingcheng.Who knew that he was born with a handle, but Mu's father and Mu's mother still gave him this name, as a kind of intention, so he has always been called Mu Qingcheng.

"The computer is too hot, take the main unit apart to dissipate the heat." Feeling that the heat below was like an oven, and the hairs on his feet were curled up, Mu Qingcheng leaned down and took the main panel apart.Dissipate heat.

"Ah!" Inadvertently, Mu Qingcheng's finger was scratched, and blood splashed onto the memory stick of the host.

Didi Didi, the game software program opened on the monitor, started running crazily.

A flash of lightning traveled around the densely packed lines of the memory sticks. Mu Qingcheng only remembered the sound of the host computer's "boom", and a cloud of blue light rushed towards his face, so he didn't know anything.

The next day, the news was published in the newspaper. A certain employee of a certain game company was exhausted because of XXX and died.But for Mu's parents, they would rather use the money in exchange for their son.

In the end, it was gratifying that, one month later, Mu's mother was found to be pregnant.Maybe God is fair, take away a Mu Qingcheng, and give them a child and a sum of compensation.

After Mu Qingcheng was spinning around for a while, he found himself standing in a tunnel. The bottom of the tunnel was made of white stone, and densely packed Arabic numerals were engraved on it, as if they were data. The blue light is really beautiful.

There is no road behind, only a road ahead that does not know where it leads.

Mu Qingcheng can only go one way to the end. "Why haven't we reached the end yet?"

After walking for tens of thousands of kilometers, Mu Qingcheng began to complain, it's not over yet, when will this be the end!
If the road behind him hadn't disappeared after he walked it, Mu Qingcheng really wanted to go back and have a look.

"Crazy, crazy, I'm really going crazy." Mu Qingcheng didn't know how long and how far he had walked.In this tunnel, he doesn't feel tired, sleepy, or hungry.

There seems to be a difference ahead.Mu Qingcheng intuitively felt that at the end of what the eyes could see in front of him, there was something different about that ball of blue light that was different from the previous one.

When a mass of blue light formed by countless numbers densely crowded together appeared in front of him, Mu Qingcheng burst into tears, knowing that he had finally reached the end of this ghost tunnel.

Looking back at the road behind him, all of them disappeared, only the blue light in front of him.

There is no retreat, only this blue light ahead.Mu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, is there any other choice?One step into the Blu-ray.

As the world was spinning, Mu Qingcheng only felt a strong sense of dizziness and vomiting, his eyes were full of blue, and countless blue numbers rushed into his eyes one after another, and his mind was full of Arabic numerals, one after another data Flow, the whole ocean of numbers.

"vomit--"

When there were no more numbers rushing in, Mu Qingcheng could no longer suppress the strong feeling of vomiting in his heart, a burst of foreign matter rushed up his throat, and when it reached his mouth, Mu Qingcheng opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful blood.

Mu Qingcheng woke up from a daze, and subconsciously said, "Xiaoqian."

"Ah! The young master vomited blood."

With a scream, the little maid ran out in panic.

"Master, madam, the young master has vomited blood—" the little maid screamed as she ran.

Mu Qingcheng opened her eyes and stared blankly for a while before waking up like a dream.

"Where is this place? Xiaoqian?" In a strange room, a strange woman stood beside the bed and looked at him anxiously, and Mu Qingcheng called out the other person's name.But the strange thing is that Mu Qingcheng himself never knew this woman.

"Master, you're awake. This is your room! Don't you recognize me?" The girl answered weakly with a timid expression of fear.She was a little close to Mu Qingcheng, but also a little scared.

"This is my room." Mu Qingcheng muttered to himself, seeming to be sure and asking himself.

Holding the bed board with his hands, he wanted to sit up, but the dizziness in his head hadn't completely receded. As soon as his hands softened, his body fell sideways.

"Master—" Xiaoqian exclaimed, the fear in her heart was temporarily forgotten, and she stretched out her hand to support Mu Qingcheng.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Xiaoqian."

Mu Qingcheng didn't fall to the ground, and his head was bleeding, so he thanked Xiaoqian for her timely protection.However, it seemed that something was caught in his hand, and a soft and warm feeling came from his hand, um, it felt so comfortable, Mu Qingcheng grabbed it hard a few times.

"Hmm!" Xiaoqian felt a soft spot on her chest being grabbed by the young master, a tingling and comfortable electric current spread through her body, and she involuntarily let out a seductive voice.

When Mu Qingcheng heard Xiaoqian's voice, she faintly felt that she had caught something she shouldn't have caught.Thinking of the beautiful place, Mu Qingcheng began to react.

Boom—but this reaction just started, like a thunder hitting the ground, Mu Qingcheng felt himself fall to the ground in a very indecent posture, nosebleed profusely, and stars stared at him.

It turned out that Xiaoqian was awakened by her own cry, and found that her important part was being grabbed by the young master, like a frightened rabbit, she immediately backed away to dodge, but Mu Qingcheng was terrified.

This reaction came and went quickly, one head fell directly to the ground, Mu Qingcheng just got up a little gracefully, but receded faster than the tide, hummed twice, and passed out again.

Combination degree 1%... 2%... 99% The system is combined.

System system, damn it, I'm going crazy, even if I lose my job this time, I still have to tidy it up for nothing.Before this thought was over, a strange memory suddenly flooded into Mu Qingcheng's mind.It seems that I can't clean up the waste, because I have traveled through time.

That's right, Mu Qingcheng became one of the thousands of people who traveled through time, and traveled to a world where monks were rampant.

Fortunately, God kept his original name and allowed him to be born into a family.His father is a warrior and dominates one side, while his mother is just an ordinary peasant girl.His parents hoped that he would become an alluring figure in the future, so they named him 'Qingcheng'.Of course, I dare not call it 'Qingguo'. The Mu family is not a family that is powerful enough to fight against a country. If you call it 'Qingguo', it makes the leader of a country unhappy and uncomfortable.

Mu Qingcheng slowly opened her eyes. This time there were more people in the room. According to that strange but familiar memory, they were her parents and servants.

The two memories fused with each other and became one without distinction, and they interfered and influenced each other. Therefore, these people in front of Mu Qingcheng can be said to be both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Father, mother."

Mu Qingcheng yelled twice, a normal and weird feeling came into his heart spontaneously, but it was just a temporary unaccustomed, and he didn't reject anything, after all, after the memory merged, he was 'he', and 'he' was himself .

"It's all right? It's good if you don't die, a worthless thing. Hmph!" Mu Zhanpeng left in a hurry. This worthless thing is doing stupid things.

Yang Yiyi groaned coquettishly, watched Mu's father leave, and then went up to the ground to ask for his warmth.

"Cheng'er, your father has such a bad temper. Don't blame him. Mother, let's see how the injury is." Yang Yiyi felt sorry for her son. She knew that the child was a bit of a flamboyant person, and he was not serious on weekdays, but she wanted to talk about him She would not believe that she dared to forcibly insult a woman's innocence.

"Well, I see, mother."

Mu Qingcheng only felt that her nose was tight, so she didn't have the mood to care about other things.

Yang Yiyi felt that her son woke up this time differently than before, if something like this happened in the past, he would have been jumping around and clamoring to get back the place.

But she didn't care too much, this is her child, neither crazy nor stupid, he can eat and scream, maybe this matter scared the child and changed his temper.Although her heart hurts, the cowardice and forbearance of the peasant girl made her unwilling to pursue it any further.It doesn't make sense either.

"Cheng'er, mother, I beg you, don't go out and cause trouble again, so you can practice martial arts at home and don't let mother worry, okay?"

Yang Yiyi looked at her weak and pale son, who was bedridden in pain, and felt sorry for her, and burst into tears.

"Ding! Received a mission request. The system is being activated——"

Progress 1%... 34%... 99%.

"Ding! The system is activated. Generate the identity of the host NPC——"

"Ding! The host NPC identity was successfully generated. Turn on the NPC system—"

"Ding! The NPC system has been activated. A quest appears, whether to accept the quest. Detailed explanation of the quest..."

A series of systematic ding ding sounds sounded in her mind, and Mu Qingcheng was stunned. The fringe benefits of the traverser appeared on her body. Is this a magical situation?

(End of this chapter)