eurekapd Chapter 305 The Western Jiang Clan is Amazing
Chapter 305 The Western Jiang Clan is Amazing
In the front row, apart from Emperor Tianhuang who was absent, Long Yuan, Huangfu Zique, and the other three were all present.
Bai Luoluo naturally sat next to Fu Tingyu, but in order to have a cold war with the male leads, she did not choose to sit in the middle of them, but instead sat on the edge.
Except when necessary, she would not take the initiative to talk to them, nor would she look at them.
It was like a game where whoever gave in first lost.
The pink rabbit, observing the still-stalemate among the group, drooped its ears and listlessly said, "Master..."
Don't forget you're a mission taker, not an ordinary woman. Human lifespan is short.
"With your stubbornness, how will you complete the mission? If you fail, you will die in this realm."
"What do you, a system, know? Feelings aren't built by flattery. Those who fawn over others will end up with nothing."
A balanced approach to relationships is essential to achieving complete affection, believe it or not? If I were to back down now...
They might be pleased, thinking I'm sensible, which might increase their positive impression of me a little, but what awaits me later is not an increase in their positive impression.
Instead, it's decreasing little by little. This time, they have to give in first, otherwise even if I fake my death, I still won't be able to get the full score.
Bai Luoluo believed that she had managed these relationships very well, with the one in the ancient world being the best example.
The pink rabbit idly rubbed its long ears, feeling a strange sense of panic over the distorted data.
I'm terrified that those near-zero favorability ratings aren't just erroneous data, but real.
But looking at the attitudes of the mission targets towards the host, it doesn't seem like they're devoid of emotion.
Even during arguments, when a crisis comes, these men will still risk their lives to save the host. What else could this be but love?
Forgive it for having just transitioned into the 'enpi' group and having no experience in relationships with one woman and multiple men or one man and multiple women.
There was only one precedent in ancient times, when the host had an unpleasant experience with these men. The problem was the same: the host had to choose one of them to marry.
If she hadn't faked her death, none of these people would have been willing to wholeheartedly agree to marry her.
When the host died, they promised her that they would grant her any wish if she came back to life.
Only the Crown Prince could not accept it, but he loved his host too much and eventually chose to compromise.
But this time... won't this drag on a bit too long? It's been a month already, and we're still engaging in silent treatment. Can human emotions really withstand such wear and tear?
Suddenly, I felt a little regretful for swallowing the little giant pit. I should have kept that guy to follow the host, so that we could cooperate and discuss things together.
Now it's gotten to the point where it has no one to discuss things with. Little Giant Pit is stupid in some serious matters, but sometimes it knows much more than others.
Throughout history, which system has ever entertained the thought of defection? The Little Giant Pit is wiser in this respect.
Mu Zhen sat in the row behind the main characters, occasionally stealing a glance at the man in front of him who was sitting crookedly, exuding a wild and unrestrained air.
He wasn't entirely unaware that Huangfu Zique's feelings for the female lead might have become skewed, but he hadn't had time to properly analyze these things due to the many important matters he needed to attend to recently.
Once he has some free time, he needs to set aside a day to properly sort out this issue.
While Bai Luoluo and Fu Tingyu were whispering to each other, Huangfu Zique tilted his head slightly and stared at the wooden box in front of him, asking Mu Yunya for her opinion with great interest using lip reading.
'Is there treasure inside?'
In his opinion, this box is made of Phoebe zhennan wood and is at least three hundred years old, and it has been submerged in water for no more than forty years.
How many treasures would it take four strong men to lift them?
Mu Zhen was speechless.
How would I know? The text only mentions that the female protagonist obtained a treasure map at the auction; everything else is glossed over.
The box looks dilapidated, with a rusty lock; the Western Jiang tribe probably never opened it...
Before Mu Zhen could think any further, the little giant pit volunteered to float into his mind.
He quickly released his divine sense, allowing his consciousness to penetrate the box through the gaps in the box.
She urgently needs to do something to win everyone's favor.
Ever since she tricked the host that afternoon, she had become acutely aware that Huangfu Zique, Mu Yunfei, and Long Yuan had never given her a second glance.
Even if they concealed it so well that even the host was completely kept in the dark, her thousand years of life were not in vain.
She was particularly sensitive to hostility; these people seemed to have come to hate her.
This is not okay.
She really meant no harm to anyone. She was even willing to go to that place with them and die for them.
Isn't that good enough?
I need to find a way to change their and the host's perception of me. At worst, I'll just be honest with the host from now on and not hide anything from them.
As for the mission, she really didn't know how to tell the host about it for the time being. She'd talk about it after she came back alive from that place.
With a survival rate of one in a million, whether one can even survive is another matter entirely.
Before this, she didn't want to create a rift between them and her. The host was simple-minded, but these male protagonists were quite shrewd.
It was already extremely dangerous; if they were to fight amongst themselves, they probably wouldn't even have a tiny chance of survival.
There must be a treasure, there must be a treasure, only then can Huangfu Zique be happy.
After sensing the contents, his lips immediately drooped: "There are quite a few items, but they are all antiques that cannot withstand the corrosion of seawater."
It's not even as valuable as this box.
Huangfu Zique was surprised. He reached out and pinched the little guy's long braid with two fingertips, pulling it in front of him.
He probed in a voice only the two of them could hear: "You can still see inside? X-ray vision?"
“Divine sense, divine sense, is using divine thought to perceive.” Little Giant Pit carefully explained: “If there were no gaps, I wouldn’t be able to perceive it either.”
Unlike true cultivators, whose spiritual advancement is harder than ascending to heaven, she could only reach the same level as those who had just entered the realm of cultivation after a thousand years of practice.
To advance her soul power once more, she could sense the contents of even an ordinary, seamless sealed box, and even the most advanced safe.
This is already incredibly powerful, isn't it? Huangfu Zique pondered briefly; this system has quite a few abilities.
Did Mu Yunya never think of properly exploring and utilizing this information?
She's practically a master at uncovering secrets! Wow! Should I take her for a stroll around the places where classified files are stored in various countries?
Tsk! Glancing disdainfully at the person behind him, it's such a waste to be tied to this person!
I stopped looking at the wooden box in front of me; let whoever wants to open this blind box do so.
There's no question of cheating anyone. Even the Xijiang tribe themselves don't know what's inside. It's like Jiang Taigong fishing—those who are willing will take the bait!
Only by remembering the lessons learned can we truly learn from them.
As the auctions went on, quite a few good items were indeed sold. Huangfu Zique even managed to acquire a phoenix seal that originated from an empress three thousand years ago.
There was also a treasure that surprised everyone: the throne of the founding king of the enemy country.
You're absolutely stunned!
How did the Western Jiang tribe get their hands on this thing? Without a doubt, it was snatched away by Emperor Tianhuang, who was hiding in a private room on the second floor.