Chapter 233: System learning... (monthly ticket plus 21/26)

"The transaction, after the host to complete the task, the ingredients can be freely controlled, and not in the illegal operation!" The silence of death lasted for a long time, then the system sounded, some grievous voice, with a bit of thick Not willing.
"The scorpion can teach too." McGonagall nodded with satisfaction. The training system needs to be gradual. It should not be too eager to seek success. This will bring out a bunch of messy problems in the system. Of course, it should not be too conceited. After all, good things are in the system, and a slap in the face gives a sweet date, which is the correct posture of the tuning system.
Of course, McGonagall is still in the experimental stage, slowly testing the bottom line and core settings of the system. If it is to set the rules of death, in the absence of danger, it can still follow the requirements of the system. After all, after all, Everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, there is no need to make it too stiff.
This kind of thing is not enough, and McGonagall never thinks that this thing can sell money. It would be happier to lose a little.
"In this system learning, if there is nothing, please do not disturb the system..." The system silently floated a line of words, completely no one heard.
"You shouldn't really learn what it is?" McGonagall's expression suddenly became weird. Although the system likes to learn, it is a sinful abyss. I hope it can get out early.
"Systematic learning..." In the mind of McGonagall, a line began to circulate.
"..." McGonagall thinks that he seems to have done something that is not very good. It is not good to teach bad children.
McGonagamy carried Amy toward the city of chaos and walked slowly. When he walked halfway, Amy insisted on walking down and holding the ugly duckling himself, and struggling to keep up with McGonagall with his short legs.
"It's a sensible little guy." McGonagall slowed his footsteps and protected her on the side of the road, where the smile could not be covered.
Because one-third of the road is Amy's own walk, plus the weight when returning, so when they came half an hour, McGonagall walked for an hour and a half before they arrived at the gate.
"Call, finally arrived, tired of the baby." Amy looked up at the gate of the city, a drop of sweat slipped from the cheek, dripping onto the face of the ugly duckling.
"Ugly duckling, I think you have become heavier again. After going back, you have to lose weight." Amy looked down at the ugly duckling and said seriously.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling has a big blue eye and looks at Amy innocently, trying to justify himself.
"No matter, anyway, I have to run around the restaurant for ten laps in the evening to go to sleep." Amy insisted strongly.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling was immediately stunned, and his face looked upless and looked up.
"The ugly duckling is growing up, just like Amy is growing taller, so it will become heavier." McGonagall said with a smile, looking at his eyes lit up, and turned his head to look at his ugly duckling, and continued: "But I think it's good to run ten laps before going to bed, and I need proper exercise when I have a long body."
"Hey~" The ugly duckling continues to look at the sky.
"Let's go, Xiaomi's own trip here is great, come up, then let's ride." McGonagall smiled and waited for Amy to come up and walk toward the city.
"Hey? Captain, isn't that the father and the daughter in the morning? They are coming back so soon!"
"There is a flaming chicken in the hand? Is the other hand holding the fangs of the copper boar!"
The guards at the gate of the city also noticed the Meg, who was carrying Amy, and two young guards could not help but be surprised to say softly.
"The city of chaos, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and sure enough, no one can be underestimated." Buddy looked at McGonagall's back, and nodded slightly, his expression was also somewhat unexpected.
"System, I want to pick up the car." When he entered the city, McGonagall said directly in his mind. After a morning, he was a little tired.
"System learning..." But only the paragraph in the mind is constantly circulating.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows. This system is finished. His eyes suddenly made a small icon in the lower right corner. The above words: 'Self-help car' four characters, tried to click on the mind and immediately jumped out of a three-dimensional map. It is the map of the 50-meter range centered on him, prompting him to choose the location of the car.
McGonagall looked around and decided to pick up the car in the unmanned alley next to him. He just parked the car there. After hearing the arrival of the goods, he walked with Amy toward the alley. go with.
"Get on the bus, let's go home." Looking at the bicycle parked in the alley, Meg said with a smile, the system is still a long snack, knowing to reserve a self-service car pick-up service.
"Well, take a car home!" Amy nodded happily, ran towards the bicycle, put the ugly duckling in the basket, and grabbed the handle and climbed into the back seat of the car.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling squatted on the basket with his small paws, and some looked at Amy poorly, looking at my scared expression.
"Ugly duckling, hugged." McGonagall put the pig's teeth in the basket, lifted his legs on the car, held the handle in one hand, and carried a flaming chicken in one hand. The bicycle went forward and turned out. Lane, heading towards Aden Square.
"喵" The ugly duckling struggled to hold the big pig's teeth that rolled in the basket and tried to get some squeezed space for himself.
"I hope there will be no guests at the entrance of the restaurant." McGonagall looked at the watch, and the time just pointed to eleven o'clock. Usually, there will be guests waiting in line at the entrance of the restaurant.
Since I have said that I have a day off, it is natural to say something and to believe that one day is one day.
McGonagall wants to give the hand a little recovery time, fried rice and tofu brain is good, but to make meat sandwiches, but to face, the right hand wound can not.
There was no guest at the entrance of the restaurant, but McGonagall saw the half-meter-high Knife Hill stacked in the doorway, reflecting the cold light in the sunlight, and the eyes were brightened.
"So fierce?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows from the Mori sword and the sword, and already felt the terrible resentment of the guests for his leave.
"Wow, a lot of good-looking swords, can I choose one of my father's adults?" Amy's eyes lit up and looked at the stacked swords, asking for it.
"Well, then Amy chooses one from the inside." The bicycle stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Meg smiled and nodded. Some of these knives and small swords looked quite delicate and sharp. The money people are quite different.
"Boss, you are back!" Just then, two figures came out from the side of the restaurant, full of surprises.