Seized by the System

"Skynet, Skynet ..."

In the past two days, Fang Ning has been talking about the term nagging.

This is to help Tian Dao's father to build an extraterrestrial defense, which is of great significance and cannot be overstated.

How to build his mentality, but it is too tired ...

They still throw it to Ren Ruofeng, they count ...

But he only has the name of a general manager. Was the merit of Dao still his own that day?

The reason why he is tangled, is tangled here.

If it is arranged for other people to do it, will it be counted as their own merits, or will God give merits to others if they have eyes?

This is different from the previous one. In the past, dumping the pan was that after the work was done, the results were put there, and there was no third party to award themselves.

Now that God is giving merit to himself, Fang Ning has to consider the consequences of dumping the pot.

He couldn't ask Gu Buwei about this question, because with the cleverness of the other party, he could see his intentions at a glance.

This is too much to destroy the selfless person of the Grand Duke Xia Ke, and suddenly became a guy who is greedy for the merits of others and satisfies his success ...

"Ah, unbelief is watching, who has spared the sky? It seems that this pot can't be dumped. Do you have to go back to the past era of code animals? Overtime every night?"

Fang Ning struggled for two days, and the lazy mixed procrastination recurred.

Forget it, let's talk for two days.

Fang Ning thought of this, he would go online and pull the finished novel, preparing to dig some old graves.

The system prompts: (Your network is disconnected.)

"Oh, would you do this?"

The system prompts: (Your power supply has been interrupted.)

"Mom, can't you let me relax for a moment? I think my head hurts, I need some inspiration." Fang Ning touched his brow and pretended to have a headache.

The uncle of the system said slowly: "Looking for inspiration, you can go to the Dragon Mystery to sing. As soon as you sing, the efficiency of the hard work can increase sharply. Isn't it a double-dragon?"

"Garlic, you are ruthless, don't forget to exploit me, squeeze me, and wait for me to turn over in the future ..." Fang Ning put down the ruthless words and got into the dragon mystery.

There was a faint voice of the uncle of the system behind him.

"Salted fish roll over, it is also salted fish ..."

Fang Ning almost fell after hearing the words, but no one saw it.

Achilles, the spirit of space from ancient Greece, with a beautiful and strong body, saw this scene.

He appeared out of thin air and helped Fang Ning hold it.

"Your Excellency, are you okay?" He said earnestly.

"It's okay, I'm fine. Thank you." Fang Ning straightened up.

Achilles smiled, and then mentioned one thing: "Your Excellency, I think the second floor of the arena is about to be completed. Are we going to prepare in advance? After all, it takes a lot of time to gather people to organize competitive games."

Sure enough, it was a fighting athlete. Fang Ning remembered the game book baby's record and nodded immediately: "Okay, this matter will be left to you. By the way, I remember hired a white old man named Di in the Dark Table Arena last year. Len Terry.

"He has been traveling outside for the past six months. I have read from the report of Mr. Zheng that he has built an athletic company. When the time comes, he and his family will move in. You and him are solely responsible for this matter."

Fang Ning said here, he was very sad, he was so hard, that two strokes did not give himself a little time at all times.

Does this really make sense?

Isn't the purpose of engaging in the arena to help it experience?

Uh, it can't be so shameless, after all, it is still the body who enjoys the results of all this.

Achilles was excited when he heard: "Your Excellency is far-sighted, plan ahead, admirable, admirable, then I will go back and draft a program, and then communicate with the gentleman."

"Well, you guys communicate well. I'll go and see the construction, don't worry about me."

"Okay, sir." Achilles walked gleefully.

Fang Ning has dealt with such an old matter, and for him, it is now a trivial matter.

To be honest, even if this arena is completed, the help to the uncle is just a lot of money, and the meat on the legs of the mosquitoes.

After all, the uncle now needs tens of billions of experience to upgrade ...

But those two strokes will still be seen.

It has always been that the sea does not avoid streams, and Taishan is not dusty.

To put it directly, people can be "stuck" at home.

Looking at Achilles' excited back, Fang Ning felt touched.

What I do n’t really care about now, for others, it is the whole life ...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel the heavy responsibility.

Now many subordinates are relying on him to eat and live.

And they or they are also trying their best to support themselves. There has never been an internal strife, and peace is really rare.

The uncle of the system will never worry about this, he is in charge of himself.

Fang Ning thought of this, and had even more headaches. Forget it, go sing a song and release the pressure.

Soon, the second layer of Dragon Mystery came from the sound of ghosts crying and howling ...

Well, it wasn't Fang Ning who sang, he was not so thick-skinned yet.

As soon as his "Fo Yin Demon Singing" came out, countless gods were shocked and immersed in the scene.

A good construction site has become a vegetable market.

If it was n’t because someone here was looking after Achilles from time to time, there must be a construction accident.

The uncle of the system quickly stopped Fang Ning: "Don't sing anymore, others sing badly, you can't sing even ghosts ..."

Fang Ning hummed and stopped "Buddha Singing", but after venting just now, he seemed to have an eyebrow.

"Well, it seems that I have to be responsible for the planning of this Skynet. I think that year ... I wo n’t mention it, and finally it ’s our turn.

"Planning, what position is that?" Uncle System wondered.

"Hello, you will be honored. I won't be able to complete the sales task. It's because your technology is not good. It's not that my functional planning is flawed."

"Oh, the rich, you haven't been pitted less often." The uncle of the system sympathized.

"Looking back at the past, finally everything can be done from scratch. Okay, give me the body, and I will go to Ren Ruofeng."

System prompt: (The system has terminated the hosting state.)

Fang Ning expressed satisfaction. The two-stroke system is very obedient when it comes to major events or business.

…………

The Truth Office headquarters, Ren Ruofeng looked at the mirror and was worried, he did n’t take pills for a few days, and his hair was a lot whiter ...

Due to changes in the situation, there are more pond-level masters, and more people are eligible to shop in Zheng Guan ’s mysterious online store.

The Long Clan Yang Yan Dan also followed the short supply, and his little vault was already out of pocket and could not rob others. No matter how good the personal relationship is, you ca n’t owe your debts.

After all, he is a decent figure, and he won't be exposed to those that shouldn't be cheap.

Although the subsidy given by the truth is very high, it still can't resist this kind of consumption, and it can't be compared with the outside pond-level strong people who have large families and large financial groups.

They don't seem to show the mountains and dews, but they have actually developed under the wings of the Venerable Dragon.

A year's time is enough for them to complete the layout and start to compete on the stage of various interests.

Now Ren Ruofeng is looking at one person's information.

"Pan Liang, a pond-level master, has a cruel temperament, the grandfather of the Pan family, the heir of the Pan group, the recent suspicious trends ..."

This guy seems to have developed in a low-key manner. Now his wings are hard and he wants to fly high.

But they have forgotten, and the truth office has already laid a net on them waiting for them.