Chapter 2225: This system is professional!

  The air suddenly became quiet.
  Hill and McGonagall looked at each other. Although their expressions remained calm and calm, the atmosphere gradually became awkward.
  "Sorry, I just thought of a question, so I accidentally blurted it out. You know, our smart brains usually think of several things at the same time." McGonagall explained seriously.
   "I understand, I understand." Hill smiled and nodded, "I actually do."
   "Hahaha, I knew we were like fellows."
   "Then... Then I'll go back first."
   "Okay, I'll see you off, come back for dinner when I have time." McGonagall got up.
   "It would be best if I could not queue up." Hill said quietly, "Queueing is too extravagant for me."
   "I will call you next time for dinner." McGonagall smiled and nodded. It is indeed too luxurious for millions of people to queue for a meal for a few hours.
Hill came out of the dining room, wrapped his down jacket tightly, and quickly boarded the carriage. He took a long breath and slapped his slightly hot cheek with his little hand. Thinking of the previous conversation with McGonagall, he couldn't bear it. Lived laughing.
   "But, what is he rejecting? What did he just make up for?" Hill rested his chin in one hand and couldn't help thinking curiously.
   "Miss, are you going to the bank now?" the secretary asked.
   "Hmm." Hill responded, and the carriage slowly drove away from the Maimi restaurant.
  Meg sat by the window, watched Hill's carriage go away, took a sip from his teacup, but his thoughts drifted away.
  If the little girl has no teasing, it is not enough to make him like an uncle like him.
  To be practical, there is a fairy (hu) wife in the family, so I dare not make trouble.
Wealth freedom has been reached, whether it is the hundreds of millions that Longdao has collected by hand, or the investment in textile factories and wineries, as well as the half-street of Romo Street and Saipan Tavern, and the Mai Rui hot pot joint venture with Rena, even The king crab every day is also an inexhaustible wealth.
  But from the beginning of his last life, money is just a number for him, a number that can't be spent.
  So he doesn't have much obsession with this.
  Instead, he has more expectations and expectations on how to make his heart rich and happy, make his family and friends happy.
  The world has not become very good.
  They fought for a hundred years of peace, but this is still a world with huge racial gaps.
  The hatred has not disappeared. After a short honeymoon period, friction will follow.
  In this savage continent, things that have not been resolved on the earth in the 21st century cannot be accomplished overnight.
  To his relief, at least some positive changes have occurred.
  For example, dwarves, goblins, and chaotic cities that are quickly establishing bonds and connections.
  Landist is out and joins the dungeon.
  Connie completely controls the orcs, at least more than the Oster era worth looking forward to.
  The feudal system of the elves is collapsing, Sally may become a new generation of power, she is a kind girl, McGonagall always thinks so.
  Since becoming a transport dragon, the posture of the giant dragon seems to be lowered a lot, at least now it won’t look at people with its nostrils at all times.
  The forest troll is still withdrawn. It is indeed difficult for such a big man to integrate into another society, but the loss of a violent and ambitious patriarch should be a good thing for the world.
  The situation of the Demon Race is more complicated. There is no strong race that can unite the tribe. It is completely in bulk. McGonagall has no idea how to develop in the future.
  Finally, there is the empire of Rose. Andre has already announced to the world that Shaun will become the prince, which means that this huge empire will be handed over to Shaun in the future.
  This is terrible.
  Meg is not too happy.
  So he thought about whether the throne should be given to Winnessa or the little carpenter.
The   Queen is also quite good, but Winnessa, this nizi, is not necessarily willing.
  Little carpenter is not familiar with him, so he has to observe again.
  The Land of the Moon is quite interesting, and he would like to see it if he has time.
  Although humans have successfully landed on the moon, they haven’t settled yet.
  If he could live for three days and two nights, wouldn’t it be great?
  As for the dungeon, he hasn't chatted with Xiwang for a few days. This ice beauty is too difficult to talk to, and he replied with one word: ah.
  He also had some expectations for that highly civilized world.
  But out of fear of danger, he has no recent plans to enter the dungeon.
  The world may have more than ten levels of existence, and there are higher technology than the system.
  Even he was a little worried about whether his system would be discovered after entering that world, and then he was picked up and dissected.
  "This system is very advanced, okay! It is only restricted according to the rules of the Nolan continent! Please don't overdo it!" The system anxiously said.
"You are a high-level ghost, Amy's system can reward a nuclear-powered printer if you find a snail. You can be the old ruler and reward a spicy chicken? You say you are spicy or not?!" McGonagall turned over. Rolled his eyes.
  "This system...this system...this system is professional!"
"Now that the dungeons and the Moon Kingdom have appeared, can you reset your permissions? We are playing dimensionality reduction attacks. Now that we are being attacked by others, it is very uncomfortable." McGonagall discussed. .
  "The system needs to be restarted."
   "Then you restart."
  "The prerequisite for restarting is the death of the host, and the system returns to the reincarnation of the heavenly path. Is the host sure to start the self-destruction program?"
   "Stop it!" McGonagall quickly stopped this obscure system from doing stupid things.
"After evaluation by this system, there is no sign of invading Nolan Continent in the current underground city world, and the existence of Nolan Continent is not an unknown world to them, but a world abandoned by them, so the host just doesn’t want to escape. , Will not be too aggrieved."
  "Then let’s change our mindset. If the dungeon world can break through the tenth-level shackles, if I enter the dungeon, will I have a chance to become a in the flesh?" McGonagall asked seriously.
  This is a question he has been thinking about recently.
  The ancients abandoned the Nolan Continent, not because the Nolan Continent's resources are exhausted and unable to survive, but more likely to seek a higher upper limit.
  Xi’s battles mostly rely on guns and battleships, but the breath radiating from her is close to the tenth level.
  At her age, she may be a genius in the dungeon world, but it may also be the overall environment of the dungeon that makes her practice convenient.
  "In theory, this is possible, but the risk of the host entering the dungeon is uncontrollable. I hope the host can act cautiously." The system solemnly said.
McGonagall ended the conversation with the system, took out the messenger, and sent a text message to Xi: "The braised pork is stewed on the small tiled stove in the early spring. It's slurping, it's steaming, and the chopsticks just tap it. Exactly, do you want to come?"
  After a while, McGonagall received a reply.
"coming!"