Embarrassed: I Am Your Ancestor

I** your system!

I'll be rewarded for failing the mission!

Ye Ziming scolded the system frantically in his heart, but he still carefully checked the mission location.

There is no way, this can't guarantee the happiness of your lower body.

It's a shame to say, the body of his Ye Ziming is still a chick, and he still wants to open the meat.

I'm very interested in the rewarded "Kryptonian Body", and I want to know if this "Kryptonian Body" is like my original world.

The mission location is in a market near the university town where Ye Ziming is located.

What Ye Ziming wants to protect is the melon seller boss with pockmarks on his face.

The owner of the melon seller, Ye Ziming, is known, because the melons he sells are not ripe, and the price is still expensive.

Over time, students in the neighborhood would deliberately avoid the fruit stall when buying fruit.

Ye Ziming pinned the fruit knife sent by the system behind his waist, covered it with his clothes, and took a taxi to the fruit stall.

Wang

Mazi in front of the fruit stall was originally an honest melon seller, usually selling fruits for a living, although it is not much delicious and sweet, but the fruits on the fruit stall are quite fresh.

Although I am a little tired every day, I earn enough money to spend.

Until one day, he saw the vegetable friend in the stall next door, and put a magnet under the scale, and his income was dozens of yuan more every day.

This made him red-eyed, and he also followed suit, and he was able to earn more every day.

Ye Ziming came to the fruit stall, and did not rush to buy melons, but first watched the waves.

It's summer, and it stands to reason that there are quite a few people buying watermelons, but there are not a single customer at this stall.

"Dude, how much is your melon?"

Ye Ziming looked at no one around and stepped forward to ask.

"2 yuan a pound."

Wang Mazi raised his head and replied to Ye Ziming, who looked like a college student.

"~

" "Is your melon skin made of gold or melon particles of gold?"

Ye Ziming smiled and continued to chat with the melon dealer boss.

"Huh~"

Wang Mazi made a sound similar to that of an elephant.

"Look, where are the melons now? These are all melons in greenhouses.

"You're too expensive, I'm too expensive!"

Looking at Wang Mazi, who was also smiling, Ye Ziming slowly moved his hand to the handle of the knife on his waist:

"Okay, you pick one for me!"

Seeing that Ye Ziming agreed, Wang Mazi turned around and picked a watermelon, and he didn't see Ye Ziming's small movements.

"How's this?"

Wang Mazi replied while patting the watermelon in his hand.

Seeing Wang Mazi put the watermelon on the table, Ye Ziming turned around and pulled out the knife and slashed at Wang Mazi's watermelon.

The watermelon was smoothly split in half.

Ye Ziming, who had done this, turned around and ran, and without giving Wang Mazi a little time to think, the person disappeared.

"You me melon!"

Looking at Ye Ziming, who had long been gone, Wang Mazi could only stand in place and bark incompetently.

Ye Ziming didn't go far, he hid in the corner, still observing the melon dealer's boss's every move.

About half an hour later, after a few more people came to buy melons, Ye Ziming appeared in front of the fruit stall again.

Only this time he put on a hat and a mask.

"Dude, how much is your melon?"

It's still the familiar beginning.

"2 yuan a pound."

Wang Mazi heard a familiar voice, looked up, and found that it was not the same person.

This time, Ye Ziming directly pulled out the knife, and it was another downward split, which directly cut several watermelons.

Then he put away the knife and ran, leaving Wang Mazi with a confused face.

"You little bunny waiting!"

The innocent melon seller could only leave such a roar.

Ye Ziming still didn't go far, still hiding in the corner, this time, he waited for an hour.

"Hey, uncle, help me chop a watermelon."

Ye Ziming pulled a middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man just wanted to scold Ye Ziming for whether he was mentally ill, but looked at the few red banknotes that Ye Ziming was holding in his hand:

"Oh, what's the matter with the little brother, just say it directly!"

The middle-aged man immediately had a flattering expression on his face.

"Uncle, you go to the fruit stall opposite and split watermelons."

"If you split a watermelon, I'll give you one."

Ye Ziming waved the red banknote in his hand, and with his other hand, handed the fruit knife to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at the banknote in Ye Ziming's hand, hesitated for less than a second, then picked up the fruit knife and walked to the fruit stand.

Although Wang Mazi was chopped a few watermelons by the little rabbit cub, fortunately, today's business is not bad, and he can barely return to his roots.

He had already memorized Ye Ziming's appearance, and he could ensure that if a suspicious person appeared, he would be able to spot it immediately.

"Dude, how much is your melon?"

Hearing this voice, Wang Mazi subconsciously wanted to touch his fruit knife and looked up.

I was relieved to find that it was not the name of the leaf, but a middle-aged man who looked like a passerby.

"2 yuan a pound."

Wang Mazi replied to the middle-aged man's words with some numbness.

"Here's one."

Hearing that the middle-aged man asked for melons, Wang Mazi turned around and went to pick watermelons from his back seat.

When he picked the melon and turned back, he saw his desperate scene.

The melon stall in front had been trampled down, and the middle-aged man frantically waved the fruit knife in his hand, and the ground was full of watermelon remains.

Seeing that the melon seller turned around, the middle-aged man directly dropped the fruit knife in his hand, and then fled the crime scene in a hurry.

Wang Mazi's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling because of the excitement he had.

He has now reached the top, and he can't wait to break the corpses of these people who spoil his watermelons.

"Isn't that a bit cruel?"

Ye Ziming hid in the corner and muttered to himself.

"Hahaha, it's not cruel at all, it's all chopped!"

Ye Ziming's mouth made a completely different sound from just now.

Ye Ziming's face looked like he had changed, half of his face was clean, and the other half of his face was covered with green tendons, which looked very scary.

"Go back !!"

Ye Ziming tried his best to restrain himself and roared.

The passers-by around all cast puzzled glances at Ye Ziming.

Ye Ziming turned his head away and slapped himself twice in the face to ensure that he felt pain and thus remained awake.

Just now it was the sequelae of Ye Ziming's crossing, and it seemed that he had retained his predecessor character.

In the current words of the leaf name, that guy is like a demon.

Whenever he did something evil, he would jump out and want to take over Ye Ziming's body.

When he first crossed over, this symptom was not obvious, and he could be suppressed by willpower.

Now, the only way to press him back into his body is through pain.

Ye Ziming leaned against the wall, gasping for air.

Obviously, the guy in the body of the subdued body is really struggling.

Hopefully, the system will find a way to eliminate him permanently in the future.

Ye Ziming can only pin his hopes on the system.