Digitalization of the World

Chapter 42 Resentment

Wang Xian rubbed his ears and looked at his mother with resentment.

Didn't he just couldn't help laughing after seeing that huge 'duck egg', as for pulling his ears again?

"What are you looking at, hurry up and level up." My mother glared at Wang Xian.

Tend to the majesty of his mother, Wang Xian can only open the monster honestly.

Before Wang Xian could make a move, illusory but extremely beautiful flowers suddenly appeared around him.

In addition to the more familiar peonies, roses, lilies, narcissus and other flowers, there are more unknown or even unseen flowers.

Countless flowers circled around Wang Xian for a few times before turning into rays of light and entering Wang Xian's body.

"Ding! You have been blessed by Hundred Flowers, all attributes have been increased by 10%, and the duration is 6000 seconds."

At this time, the system notification sounded in Wang Xian's ear, and it also reminded Wang Xian of the only buff skill that Cheng Yao obtained after being transferred to Flower God—【Hundred Flowers Compete for Beauty】.

But, is the duration of this skill too long?

Subconsciously, Wang Xian felt something was wrong.

But soon, Wang Xian realized that besides being a hidden professional Flower God, Cheng Yao also possessed this mythical talent [Divine Grace].

The hidden professional flower god combined with the mythical talent [God's Grace] can only be described as perverted.

After thinking it over, Wang Xian suddenly felt a little regretful and dissatisfied. The effect of [God's Grace] on the flower god skill [Hundred Flowers] is limited to the increase in duration. It would be great if it could increase the effect.

If that's the case, a 10% increase in all attributes becomes a 100% increase in all attributes, then...

Forget it, it can only be imagined.

All attributes have been increased by 10%, which further increases Wang Xian's output. A strike of lightning can cause 526 points of damage to a level 15 wandering soul.

The magic of the others also arrived, and the wandering soul was dropped in the blink of an eye.

6 o'clock in the morning.

After all the ghosts let out a strange howling sound, they turned into streaks of black smoke and entered the nearby ghost gate.

The time for ghosts to appear is from 0:00 to 6:00 in the morning, which is why Wang Xian led everyone to practice leveling at night.

Of course, in addition to gaining experience, it is also to gain points.

In one night, for a total of six hours, Wang Xian's level rose from level 15 to level 17, and the level of others generally increased by 3 levels.

The worst thing is Su Jin, because of [Compassion] and [Lucky Girl's Favor], he also rose to level 17, and his experience is even higher than Wang Xian's level.

In fact, everyone's level could have been higher, but limited to the mana, half of the time basically just sat around, waiting for the mana to be fully restored automatically.

There is no blue potion (a drug that restores mana), it's just like this, there is no way except to wait for the mana to recover automatically.

"The ghosts have gone home, let's go too."

Wang Xian greeted everyone.

"Um."

Everyone nodded.

"What do you four say? Shall I send you back to the city?"

Wang Xian looked at Nangong Wu and the others.

"Do you want to be your little broken tricycle?" Cheng Yao muttered.

Wang Xian: ...

Good guy, it's been almost a day, and he still has a grudge against his electric tricycle.

"Uncle, you must continue leveling tonight?" Nangong Wu asked.

Wang Xian nodded and said, "That's right, if there are no accidents, this kind of leveling will continue until the early morning of the 15th."

"In that case, is there no place for us to rest at Uncle's house?" Nangong Wu asked.

"I really don't have this one. You also saw it yesterday. My house is only that big."

Wang Xian spread his hands, expressing that there was really no other way.

"How about laying the floor? Anyway, it's summer now, so it's not cold at all."

Nangong Wu proposed a solution.

"That's fine, but if you're on the floor, can you really do it?" Wang Xian looked at Nangong Wu suspiciously.

He remembered Nangong Wu's identity.

Nangong Wu's identity is really unusual, she is the eldest daughter of a top group in Longguo, but because of digitization, it has had an unimaginable impact on their group, making this group completely transformed almost overnight. Completely lost.

Thinking of this, doubts arose in Wang Xian's heart again.

At this time, shouldn't Nangong Wu be dealing with the trouble of the group's downfall at home? Why did she come to Jicheng?

"Uncle, you're looking down on us now. Don't talk about laying a bed on the floor, even a chair, I can rest well."

Nangong Wu looked at Wang Xian slightly dissatisfied, as if blaming Wang Xian for his contempt for her.

"Okay, since you have opinions, then stay."

From Nangong Wu's expression, Wang Xian saw that she must stay, so he didn't say anything.

After the group returned home, the mother ran to Wang Xian's house and began to pack Wang Xian's bed.

"Mom, you don't need to help me clean up, I can do it myself."

Wang Xian looked at his mother with some emotion. He didn't expect his mother to be so caring. After watching him kill wild monsters all night, she actually helped him make up the bed and quilt.

I remember the last time my mother helped him make the bed, it seemed to be more than ten years ago, when he was still in elementary school.

"Hey, mom, what are you doing?"

Gradually, Wang Xian realized that something was wrong. When he tidied up the quilt, he tidied up the quilt. Why did he roll the quilt and mattress together?

"What are you doing? You don't really intend to let a few girls make the floor, do you? Hold your quilt and mattress and go to make the floor. Your bed is big and can sleep three people, and the remaining one will go with Xiao Jin."

The mother stuffed the rolled quilt and quilt into Wang Xian's arms, then turned around and went to the cabinet, took out a brand new quilt, and spread it on the bed.

Wang Xian froze on the spot holding the quilt.

"What are you still doing here?" Mom looked at Wang Xian and asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, I just miss my bed!"

Wang Xian knew that it was useless to say anything at this moment, so he could only hug the quilt and leave the room with a sad face.

Fuck his sister, Bai was moved!

After leaving the room, Wang Xian saw Nangong Wu and others chatting in the living room.

"Is this the quilt for us? Just leave it to us!"

Nangong Wu and the others stood up, wanting to take the bedding from Wang Xian.

Wang Xian dodged for a while, not letting Nangong Wu and others touch the quilt he was holding.

Then, Wang Xian gave Nangong Wu and the others a 'vicious' look, and walked out of the living room with the quilt in his arms, leaving behind them with bewildered faces.

"Uncle, what's wrong? Why do I feel so much resentment?" Cheng Yao asked suspiciously.

Nangong Wu and the others shook their heads in unison, and they didn't know what was going on, especially Wang Xian's stare at them at the end made them even more confused.

They don't remember offending Wang Xian.

However, as Cheng Yao said, they also felt Wang Xian's strong resentment.

"Okay, come here a few of you, I've laid out the bedding for you, and you rest here, and then you are choosing one to sleep with Xiao Jin."

At this time, my mother appeared, called Nangong Wu and the others to Wang Xian's room, and pointed to the bed that had been made.

Nangong Wu and the others suddenly had a look of enlightenment on their faces, they finally understood why Wang Xian was so resentful just now.

It turned out that the bed was robbed by them!

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