The next morning.

The automatic curtains slowly opened, and the sunlight was warm and bright, shining on the face of the girl on the bed. Her butterfly wings were sprinkled with sunlight, fluttering slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

The girl groaned and subconsciously searched for her mobile phone on the bed.

After groping for a while, I couldn't find my phone, but I found a lukewarm round thing, a bit like... an egg?

No way...she laid an egg?!

Yan Luo sat up in shock while dying of illness, looking at the green thing in the palm of his hand in horror.

Did she cross into the novel world, or did she cross into the guardian sweetheart???

In Yan Luo's shocked eyes, a few cracks slowly appeared on the green egg, and then it cracked into pieces.

The outside eggshell was broken, but inside... it was still a green thing.

This egg...

He's a bastard.

That green thing, that is, a turtle, its four legs and head slowly stretched out, its small mung bean-sized eyes blinked, and then grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching the size of a plate.

Yan Luo: I saw a ghost in broad daylight.

What’s even more magical is that the turtle actually spoke, with the voice of a young and immature little shota, [Host, I am your system—Xue Ji.]

"Xueji Ji, why are you a tortoise and not a chicken?" Yan Luo asked yawningly.

[Because you completed the side mission yesterday, the system has upgraded itself and can be transformed into an entity. 】

[The image of our system is automatically generated to match the image of the host. For example, if the host is cute and soft, the image of the system will be a little rabbit. If the host is charming and enchanting, the image of the system will be a little fox.

If the host is arrogant and domineering, the image of the system will be that of a lion or tiger.]

I understand the logic, but——

Why are you a fucking turtle??

Is her image just that of a bastard??!!

[So host, this question should be asked to you, not to me. 】

The implication is, reflect on yourself.

Yan Luo shed tears of sadness and avoided this question that made her sad, "Then where do you usually go?"

Yan Luo looked at the turtle as big as a plate and had a headache, "My shoulders? My schoolbag? Or my smart brain?"

"I'm not standing above you," Xue Ji's voice was filled with disgust, "How stupid."

"I can walk on my own."

(Pang Sui and Xuanwu next door have already started sharpening their knives...)

"Okay, you go alone."

I don’t want to take you anyway, Yan Luochao whispered.

There were two knocks at the door, and Ji Jingshui's gentle voice came in, "Xiao Luo, it's time to go downstairs for dinner."

"Okay!" Yan Luo responded angrily, lifted the quilt and got out of bed neatly, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

There is a turtle following behind my feet.

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Yan Luo packed herself up. In order to tease Xuexueji who was following her, she ran fast, suddenly braked, and suddenly ran in slow motion. When Xuexueji bumped into her and rolled over, she couldn't turn over on her own. She had short and small limbs.

The scene of constantly fluttering in the air made me giggle with joy.

Little did he know that in the eyes of the servants who came and went, she looked like a lunatic, suddenly running fast, then suddenly jogging, giggling to herself.

Alas!

very scary.

Yan Luo went downstairs full of energy and found that there were already six people at the dining table.

Yan Wu'an, Yu Jinxiang, Yan Jingce, Ji Jingshui, Yan Beihuai and Yan Nuo.

It’s just her and Yan Nanzhi.

Yan Luo sat down, and Yan Wuan looked at the couple with red foreheads strangely, "What's wrong with you?"

I didn’t ask or say anything, which made people curious.

Yu Jinxiang cut the omelette with a knife and fork, put it into his mouth, put down the knife and fork and wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief. He glanced at his husband and said, "What does the matter between the couple have to do with you, a bad old man like you?"

"

"I……"

Yan Nanzhi also went downstairs. His footsteps were deliberately heavy and his face was dark. What’s funny is that he also had the same red patch on his forehead as Yan Jingce and his wife!

Yu Jinxiang raised his eyes and looked at his sweet grandson in surprise, "Xiao Zhi, what's wrong with your forehead?"

Yan Wu'an looked at Yan Jingce and Ji Jingshui, then at Yan Nanzhi, and asked in confusion, "Did you and your wife think that Yan Nanzhi was ashamed of his ancestors yesterday, so you took him to the ancestral hall to kowtow?"

Yan Nanzhi:……

Yan Jingce:......

Ji Jingshui:......

Yan Nanzhi sat opposite Yan Luo and angrily stuffed a sandwich into his mouth, saying with a hint, "I don't know which grandson did it."

Yan Luo didn't even raise her head. Anyway, it wasn't her she was talking about. She was the sweet grandson of her wealthy grandparents.

Yan Luo felt something rubbing against her feet. She looked down and saw Wugui's mouth opened wide, and in her mind came the sound of Xue Ji's milky voice, "Ah——"

"Aren't you the system? You're not really a turtle," Yan Luo wondered. "You're also hungry?"

As she spoke, she secretly cut half of the sandwich and threw it into the turtle's mouth while no one was paying attention.

The turtle "ouched" and swallowed it in one gulp, still unfinished, "Although I am the system, this turtle's body is a real body. I feel so strange. I am so hungry that I even want to chew off the table legs."

[It should be that it took too long to build that virtual space yesterday, resulting in insufficient energy supply. 】

Upon hearing this, Yan Luo became nervous. Her Barbie Dream Farm still depended on it, so she fed half of the sandwich on the plate to the turtle.

Hehe, it’s a virtual farm game that only she owns.

She also got a sense of satisfaction from feeding the turtles. It seemed that the farm was not enough, and she had to open a pasture.

Also, the legs of this table cannot be chewed. There must be nothing cheap in the Yan family. Maybe this dining table is an antique left over from some dynasty.

One after another, the others couldn't eat any more, so they wiped their mouths and left the table. When Yan Luo was left alone, there was still a lot of food left on the plate, and she became even more unscrupulous. She and Xuexue Ji took one bite of each sandwich and one for me.

The person who ate the sandwich actually cleaned up all the food for ten people.

It is known that each of Yan Wu'an's seven people could not finish one person's portion, and Yan Luo ate one person's portion. Please ask the turtle how many people's portion he ate.

Yan Luo touched his swollen belly with satisfaction, patted his belly, then got up and prepared to put on his small schoolbag and go to school.

Yan Nanzhi and the other three also went downstairs. Before Yan Luo could escape from the crime scene, Yan Nanzhi shouted in shock, "Yan Luo, you ate all the rest?!"

Darling, the rest should be for at least five people.

Yan Luo opened his mouth wordlessly and waved his hands palely, "No..."

If I said it was a turtle that moved its mouth, would you believe it?

OK.

She could already tell what Yan Nanzhi and the servants were thinking from the expressions on their faces and the way they looked at her——
Chapter completed!