Chapter 93: Jackals, Wolves, Tigers and Leopards

"One thing in front of you and another behind your back," Sang Ting snorted, "Not very good."

"Oh? Then our young master will analyze it for you," Quan Heng saw that he was eager to try, and smiled and said, "As promised, there will be a reward."

Quan Heng always kept his word to him. Sang Ting happily dragged the stool and moved in front of her:

"He asked for your calligraphy, just to test your attitude! And it's obvious that he wants to take advantage of the power of others."

"Really?"

"Yes! If you give him the calligraphy, it means you are willing to give him another chance; and this calligraphy, when you go back and put it on the cultural relics he has taken back, doesn't that tell others that you are related to him? Isn't it taking advantage of the situation at this special time?"

"What else?" Quan Heng asked.

"Hmm..." Sang Ting thought hard and shook his head, "I don't know."

"There is also loyalty and protection." Quan Heng stopped making things difficult for him, "With this calligraphy, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he and I are related, so we will all prosper and suffer together."

"As for protection... it is to tell Quan Lin and others who cooperated with him at the beginning that I did not care about his mistakes and I will still protect him."

Sang Ting nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"But this matter was brought up by the boss. Is there any other reason for the boss to do this?"

"I have made progress," Quan Heng smiled, but he didn't intend to say, "What reward do you want?"

Sang Ting didn't hesitate and immediately said, "I don't want to do English homework this week!"

Quan Heng: "..."

Just said you have made progress.

"It's so difficult, boss." Sang Ting complained and emphasized, "It's very difficult, super difficult."

Quan Heng was helpless: "When have you ever done English homework?"

When did you not try to fool around?

Sang Ting said confidently: "Eat Chinese food, don't talk nonsense!"

Quan Heng: "..."

"Forget it, it's useless to you," Quan Heng rubbed his eyebrows, "Just don't get single-digit scores again, otherwise you will be the parent at the next parent-teacher meeting."

"Hey!" Sang Ting was happy, "Then I'm out! Thank you, boss, you have a good rest!"

When the young man jumped out, Quan Heng shook his head and said, "Shall we talk?"

"...You have no intention of cooperating with me"

The panel popped up, and the text was indifferent.

"It is said that wolves and tigers should work together."

Quan Heng supported his forehead with one hand and smiled slightly:

"How do you know if you don't try? After all, I only care about profit, not justice."

"I'll give you a chance to negotiate with me, please."

"Detecting the special characteristics of the exclusive brand of the connector, hereby issuing a reminder--"

The system was silent for a few seconds, and a voice sounded:

"You can use all extraordinary items in the human world, including but not limited to: Yujing Beidou, special items in the restricted area, the abilities displayed by the props, and their side effects."

"The exclusive brand "Release" can provide you with convenient connection"

"Special items, special channels, privileged treatment..." Quan Heng felt "The unknown brings huge profits, which is really a temptation that is hard to refuse."

"If we reach a cooperation, the game system will provide you with the greatest help and protection"

"Cooperation..." Quan Heng's eyes deepened slightly, and he said playfully, "In fact, I always thought you wanted to kill me."

"Well, that's not right. You don't want to kill me, to be precise, you are afraid of me."

"In addition, you keep reminding me of the purpose of the brand, and you also mention cooperation..."

Quan Heng tapped the table with his fingers and pondered slightly:

"In fact, you already knew what my special brand would be, and you kept using jokers to force me to get "Yujing Beidou" because only I can really use them to maximize your benefits."

"All your actions are telling me: You can't intervene in the world directly, you can only use a medium... Why, who has restricted you?"

The system is silent.

"You want to use my brand to further intervene in the human world, but you are afraid that I will go against the trend and pose a threat to you... So the robbery and killing at the beginning of Yanlai Ancient Town is because I was unmoved by your first hint of the brand.

"Later, I solved it successfully, and you gave me the joker again, pushing me to compete for Yujing Beidou."

"This behavior of wanting to use but not daring to use, wanting to destroy but not being able to, and even unwilling to do so, is really contradictory."

After a moment of silence, the system's voice was cold:

"Wisdom will hurt"

"Thank you for the compliment, the conditions you offer are not too attractive to me, I can do it myself, I am not short of time," Quan Heng tapped his temple, "I am not short of brains."

"Why not use some information in exchange. For example, information about the new world, such as the origin of Yujing Beidou, such as the inside story of major old clubs, such as... my mother."

The system said coldly without hesitation: "Impossible"

"No, it's possible." Quan Heng corrected, chuckled, "Why don't I offer my sincerity first-before the global competition begins, break the monopoly of the ferry merchants, establish a prop trading channel between the new world and the border area, and we will cooperate and split the profits 50-50."

This matter came to her mind when she saw the ghost mother's human-squeezing machine.

The game system does not have its own prop mall. Such a huge player purchasing power is not being used. It is obvious that there is a problem with the game system's connection and transportation channels, otherwise they would not be so obsessed with her brand.

Since the dwarf monsters are monopolizing and raising prices, she will use their power to fight against them.

The system is obviously a little shaken, the fonts on the screen keep changing, and the mechanical voice is cold:

"You are not pure in heart, and you are born to be rebellious"

"Is this comment because of what I said to Tang Junyi and Song Jingyun?"

Quan Heng understood immediately. She smiled, cold and rational to the point of being ruthless:

"It's just nice words to confuse them. Who would betray their class? My last name is "Quan". How could I destroy my foundation and do stupid things? The strong prey on the weak. This world doesn't care about the life and death of the weak."

"And don't be so rigid. We are just cooperating to make money together. We are not being honest with each other for sincerity."

"I don't care if you trip me up. It is said that backstabbing is the spice of cooperation, but don't monitor me anymore. It's really uncomfortable to be under the "eye" 24 hours a day."

After a moment of silence, the system said: "When you enter the Intercontinental Championship, I will cooperate with your plan."

"Happy cooperation." Quan Heng smiled.

The panel disappeared.

The weird feeling of being watched also disappeared. Quan Heng slowly relaxed and leaned back in his chair.

The huge room was so quiet that it chilled people to the bone. Quan Heng suddenly opened his eyes and picked up a pen to write something, but he didn't write for a long time. The ink dripped on the paper, black was black and white was white.

Somehow, Quan Heng suddenly thought of the time when she first learned to write with a brush.

The brush she held was not an authentic brush, but just dipped in water to write and draw on the ground. The person who taught her had a pair of weathered hands. If you only look at the words, you can't imagine that it was a busy street, and you can't imagine that the hands holding the pen were cracked and frostbitten. You can't imagine that the person who wrote such words would show a pleading and expectant look because he couldn't sell a few cents of vegetables.

At that time, she was too naive and thought that the world was black and white like ink and paper, and believed that good would be rewarded and evil would be punished.

Later, I understood.

The closest to heaven is hell. Good people deserve to be pointed at with guns. People who are full are painting cakes to satisfy the hunger of the starving. Good people have to be smarter and sharper than bad people to survive.

It is just a joke for all mankind to go to heaven. Saving people in hell is a real move.

The pen moves like a dragon, and the sharp and heroic spirit of the Tao leaps from the paper, which feels refreshing and powerful——

"Assess the time and act after careful consideration."

——Since the "nails" have appeared now, she must first find a way to figure out what these "nails" are anchoring.

Don't lose your composure. The unknown may not be a bad thing.

Quan Heng slowly put down the pen, as if he had convinced himself, and his eyebrows relaxed.

She leaned back and closed her eyes again.