One Task Per Week, Starting From The Goddess Of Flash Marriage

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became quiet and awkward.

"Tsk, is this the big star in your eyes?"

The uncle who was lying on the sofa, half drunk and half awake, snorted disdainfully.

The aunt who was eager to protect her daughter immediately retorted:

"What happened to the signed poster? Now a signed poster of Li Xuhao can be sold for 1,000 yuan on the player forum. Isn't this the same as giving money?"

"Besides, aren't some people eager to receive some signed posters of Yang Yuyan?"

Uncle's face suddenly turned red:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who would care about a signed poster?"

"Who cares?"

Aunt suddenly stood up and walked to the bedroom wearing slippers.

After a while, he came out with a roll of posters in his hand and threw it at his uncle:

"Hey, this is for you."

The uncle took the poster and unfolded it, and was shocked:

"This is not something I hid on the bed... Ahem, these posters are mine to begin with, so how can I count them as being given to me by you?"

Auntie raised her eyebrows with a half-smile:

"Now I give you permission to stick them on the wall."

"Can I put it on the wall?"

There was a flash of ecstasy in the uncle's eyes.

Then the smile on aunt's face suddenly froze in the air:

"Damn it, the mission has been completed!!! You damn old man, you are really promising..."

Lu Sheng, who was sitting on the pony next to him, heard the words Yang Yuyan, and suddenly his heart moved, and he couldn't help but ask:

"What kind of gift would Yang Yuyan like?"

Jiang Yue, who was in a very bad mood at this time, immediately rolled his eyes at Lu Sheng:

"You stinky otakus just love to have unrealistic illusions. Do you need to care about what kind of gifts Yang Yuyan likes?"

The aunt who was slapping her uncle with her slippers suddenly seemed to have found an outlet:

"Both of you, uncle and nephew, are stinky. You are obviously a loser, but you still want to eat the meat of a swan. I am really blind, how could I fall in love with you."

The uncle on the side was beaten silently. He couldn't bear it anymore and had to beg for mercy:

"Bao, I'll buy you a bag. The Hermas I just mentioned."

"real?"

Auntie finally stopped and put the slippers on her feet:

"You have some conscience."

Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high in the night sky.

The originally brightly lit community building also gradually extinguished the lights in front of the windows in the darkness.

The night is already deep.

Auntie and Jiang Yue have already returned to the house, and Lu Sheng also plans to go back to the room and think of a solution.

Caught off guard, I heard my uncle say from behind:

"She loves gear."

"What?"

"Yang Yuyan likes equipment. Her fans all know that she likes to download dungeons, get clearance rewards, and equip props. Her support color is pink."

The uncle very skillfully began to recite Yang Yuyan’s cheering slogan:

"A lady of jasper, graceful in her prime, loved for a lifetime, connected by salt in her heart."

After speaking, he was afraid that Lu Sheng would not understand, so he quickly explained:

"Salt-hearted means that her fans are very united because her fans are called Salt and Pepper..."

Lu Sheng was shocked to see his uncle lying on the sofa with a serious face and talking non-stop, and he had to admit in his heart:

Uncle seems to really love Yang Yuyan.

She is indeed a crazy national goddess.

After almost five minutes, my uncle finally got sleepy.

He looked at Lu Sheng with drunken eyes, narrowed his eyes and asked:

"Are you also salt and pepper?"

But he quickly shook his head:

"You must not be, otherwise you wouldn't know what she likes."

"I don't know which brat was so lucky to get the certificate from her this time. Will he be good to her? Does he know what she likes? It's also his fault that this stupid mission made her get married young. Hey..."

Under his uncle's sincere words to himself, Lu Sheng, like a child who had done something wrong, carefully returned to his bedroom and slumped down on the chair.

“Where should I find equipment?”

Lu Sheng skillfully opened the [Global Gamer Forum] and entered the words "equipment acquisition" in the search box.

A dialog box quickly popped up on the screen:

Sorry, you don't have enough points to use the search function.

"F**k!"

Lu Sheng angrily closed the dialog box and resignedly scrolled down page after page in the game experience sharing section.

Finally, on page 24, I came across a help post [Come in and tell me, where did you get the equipment? 】

: The poster’s first equipment was obtained in the first act of the dungeon [Dragon’s Awakening], but that was already three years ago. The current dungeon is getting more and more difficult, and I no longer have the guts to play it anymore. I would like to ask if there are any other ways to obtain equipment?

: Equipment can only be obtained in dungeons. I haven’t heard that equipment can be found in the real world.

: Upstairs, the equipment is originally used in the dungeon. What do you usually use it for? Aren’t you afraid of the Public Security Department?

: I also got it in the previous copy, and I don’t think there is any other way to get it.

The comments below are either talking about which dungeon they have obtained equipment in, or they are saying that there is no way to obtain equipment other than dungeons.

Only one post at the very back said:

: Let me tell you a little, I once picked one up in the trash can.

As a result, it was all ridicule.

However, when Lu Sheng saw this post, he suddenly had an idea:

That’s right, didn’t I also pick up a chrono-treadmill in the trash can?

Since props can be exploded from trash cans, equipment should also be exploded.

And with his talent, he can also see the title on the trash can, which is simply a magical tool for picking up trash.

Lu Sheng was suddenly overjoyed and was about to type a reply:

Who said you can’t find equipment in the trash can?

But on second thought, maybe the fewer people who know about this, the better.

So I immediately gave up the idea of ​​replying, and instead secretly made up my mind:

Tomorrow morning it's time to take some time to dig through all the nearby trash cans.

…

…

The next morning, we were in the suburbs of Jianglin City.

A bright red sports car parked at the entrance of an old community.

Gu Xiaoxiao, wearing a short shirt and hot pants, walked out of the car holding a gift box.

Her curvy figure and youthful and beautiful face attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Hey, I came here early in the morning to deliver gifts. I don't know which boy is so lucky."

Gu Xiaoxiao lowered his head and glanced at Yang Yuyan's marriage certificate in his hand, and suddenly became angry:

"Building 3, Hemu Community, Yuanjiao Road, Jianglin City."

"Damn it, why only the number of buildings in the community is listed! There are no units, floors or house numbers. How did you get this marriage certificate?"

Gu Xiaoxiao felt her scalp numb. She stopped an uncle who was throwing away garbage and asked:

"Uncle, do you know how many households there are in the third building?"

The uncle spoke unusual Mandarin and gestured with his hands while holding up a garbage bag:

"In three buildings, there are always five units. In our place, there are always units with 23 floors. There are 10 households on each floor. Do you have a calculation? How many households are there?"

Gu Xiaoxiao looked at the garbage bags flying in the air and took a small step back unconsciously.

I totaled it up according to the uncle's words. Good guy, there are a total of 1,150 households.

It would be harder than finding a needle in a haystack to find the fat guy named Lu Sheng from 1,150 households.

Gu Xiaoxiao's face suddenly smelled worse than salted fish:

"It's true that Xiaoyan didn't even leave any contact information after receiving the marriage certificate. If I had known this, I wouldn't have given her any gifts."

Gu Xiaoxiao sighed, took out Yang Yuyan's marriage certificate from his arms and handed it to his uncle.

Covering Yang Yuyan's face and pointing at Lu Sheng above, she asked:

"Uncle, do you know this person?"

The uncle who was throwing away the garbage squinted at Lu Sheng above and shook his head:

"I don't know. There are too many people in this community."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but suddenly he stepped back.

He looked at the distance and then at the photo in Gu Xiaoxiao’s hand:

"Little girl, do you think that fat man over there digging through the trash can is the person you're looking for?"