The System Exploded And I Became The System

At such a quiet moment on the field, Ning Buxiu said calmly: "This poem was written by an ancient sage named Ma Zhiyuan."

"I once saw the original work when I was young. Later, due to a fire, the original work was destroyed. The memory of the poems has also become blurred with age."

"It wasn't until this poetry meeting, under the guidance of Mr. Yuwen, that I remembered this poem!"

"Master Yuwen has made me realize that the poetry meeting is not only a time for us to express our talents, but also a time for the forgotten poems of ancient sages to reappear in the world!"

"If it hadn't been for Mr. Yuwen's enlightenment, the poem in my mind would have been completely forgotten in the long river of history along with the original work."

"Looking down, the author of this poem is Ma Zhiyuan, but it is you, Mr. Yuwen, who made it appear in this world and make it popular in thousands of households!"

Ning Buxiu sighed with emotion and admiration.

After those words fell, the expressions of the people around him changed slightly.

Can you still say this? Can you still shoot flattery like this?

Yu Wenmingxuan, who was sitting there, had already felt murderous intent after hearing Ning Buxiu say that the poem was not written by him.

But after hearing his story later, Yu Wenmingxuan's heart was immediately filled with a sense of secret joy.

"You... are much more honest and better than that guy Zhou Wuji." The expression on his face did not change. Yu Wenmingxuan coughed lightly: "Although this poem was not written by you, but to let such a good poem reappear in the world, It should also be rewarded!”

"You can choose three of the following items!"

When these words came out, many people looked at Ning Buxiu with a hint of envy.

Qiong Juanshu and Wang Shang on both sides also approached with laughter.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuwen!" Ning Buxiu's face was serious.

But he was laughing secretly in his heart.

"You are all the people I created. How can I not know your character?"

Yu Wenmingxuan cannot be too good.

If he really said that the poem was composed by himself, it would definitely arouse the jealousy of the other party.

Although you can get rewards now, the subsequent poem will end, and you will most likely be in trouble.

The protagonist Zhou Wuji will be targeted in the original work. On the one hand, Yu Wenmingxuan lost the bet with his poetry, and on the other hand, Yu Wenmingxuan was jealous of Zhou Wuji's talent.

This villain has such a personality.

After looking at the items on the field, Ning Buxiu selected two books on foreign martial arts that no one had asked for, and a bone that exuded a cold aura.

The two foreign martial arts books he used to enhance his martial arts strength.

It has always been said that martial arts is actually useless against weird monsters, no matter how high it is improved.

But as Ning Buxiu is the author of the original work, does he know whether martial arts can deal with demons?

The ordinary ones are indeed useless, but when you practice to the extreme, it is a transformation from quantitative change to qualitative change!

In addition to martial arts, Ning Buxiu brought these bones with a cold aura to limit Zhou Wuji's development.

In the original work, it was precisely because he obtained this bone that he obtained the evil residual energy in it, and relied on the modifier he activated to start the first step in improving his martial arts strength.

Now, Ning Buxiu stands on the opposite side of the protagonist. In order to survive in the future, he will naturally not let go of the opportunity to limit Zhou Wuji's development.

"Ding~ An item containing ghost energy has been detected. The host can use this item to update the software."

The sound of the system appeared in his ears, making Ning Buxiu look at the bones in his hand with his heart moving slightly.

He thought that this thing was useless to him, but he didn't expect that this would allow the system to update the software for him.

From now on, whether it is to limit the development of the protagonist or to update your own system, you cannot let go of such items!

Suppressing the joy in his heart for the time being, Ning Buxiu turned to look at the armored general in the distance, or rather the Feather Demon Sword in his hand.

If you want your Internet industry to truly flourish, you cannot do without servers.

So how to get in touch with the demon weapon is the business.

Looking at the feathered demon sword in front of him, Ning Buxiu let out a breath.

The foreshadowing of the previous poem has been completed, and now it's time for him to take action.

Picking up the wine glass, Ning Buxiu stood up from his seat again and walked towards Yu Wenmingxuan at the end.

Because of the previous poem, the people on the field now pay less attention to him than Yu Wenmingxuan and the armored general.

And precisely because of the foreshadowing of the previous poem, everyone was not unhappy with Ning Buqiu's actions, but just a little confused.

"Master Yuwen, the poems I wrote before are those of ancient sages, but I haven't recited my own poems yet."

"There is a song that is very suitable for the general in front of me. I wonder if Mr. Yuwen and this general will allow me to recite it?"

"Written to me?" The expression of the armored general in his position did not change. He was not interested in poetry and the like.

However, considering how much Yu Wenmingxuan liked this toady, the armored general was not embarrassed: "It's up to you."

Seeing this, Ning Buxiu felt a little calm.

This is the effect of his foreshadowing.

So that’s the next step.

Looking vaguely at the feather sword in the arms of the armored general, Ning Buxiu slowly spoke.

"The general fights with courage and courage, and his waist is crossed with a wild goose feather sword."

"The wind blows, the mountains and rivers move, the lightning flashes and the flags rise high at the sun and the moon."

"There is a species of unicorn in the sky, how can the ants in the cave escape?"

Every word and every sentence is filled with bursts of pride.

The armored general who didn't care at first couldn't help but clasped his hands and sighed after hearing this poem: "Okay, what a poem!"

This poem simply praises him to the heavens. No wonder Yu Wenmingxuan likes this person so much.

Seeing the other party's attitude, Ning Buxiu also smiled and said: "General, I toast you!"

As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand.

The armored general on the desk opposite nodded slightly.

But in the process of toasting, Ning Buxiu bit the tip of his tongue in a subtle way!

A handful of hot blood instantly filled the mouth and mixed into the wine.

After a few breaths, Ning Buxiu shook the empty wine glass in a gesture.

only.

A few drops of blood in the wine glass sputtered out as he shook it.

Under the control of the powerful power of his goshawk legs, the bloodshot wine shot with great accuracy onto the feathered sword in the arms of the armored general!

But in the eyes of outsiders, they didn't notice this scene at all.

until……

"Buzz buzz!!"

The feather sword in the arm of the armored general started to tremble as if it was tempted by the delicious aroma of rice!

"Not good!" General Tu Jia was hugging him. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw the feather sword in his arms speeding towards the young man in front of him!

"Bang!"

The long knife directly hit his palm, and the huge force caused Ning Buqiang's arm to twist like a dislocation!

Vaguely, everyone saw in a trance that the knife seemed to have turned into a man-eating evil ghost, with a pair of sharp teeth biting Ning Buqiu's palm!

In just a few moments, the blood was dripping with blood and the flesh was bloody!

Seeing this scene, Ning Buxiu endured the severe physical and mental pain and the withdrawal of his vitality while looking closely at the progress panel of the system transformation in front of him.

Let the demon soldiers take the initiative to attack him, this is his plan!

The demon soldiers themselves are conscious.

But more of it is the instinctive consciousness of bloodthirsty killing.

In fact, this kind of thing is another form of demon!

They give humans power, and at the same time are eating away at humans themselves!

People who master demon weapons and ghost weapons will even be assimilated by these weapons in the end and become new demons!

It was precisely because he understood the characteristics of the demon soldier that Ning Buxiu thought of using his own blood to induce this guy to go out on his own.

This method is also the only one that Ning Buxiu believes is feasible and will not cause subsequent trouble.

In the eyes of General Tu Jia and Yu Wenmingxuan, the situation in front of them was an accident.

And if he doesn't give up, he is the victim.

Of course, if no one comes to save him, he will be the dead in this accident!

"Boom!" General Tu Jia took action first and grabbed the blade of Feiyu Demon Sword.

Looking at the demon knife in his hand, General Tujia frowned and glanced at Ning Buxiu in front of him.

If it were any other ordinary person, he would just let the demon soldiers drain the opponent's blood. After all, this kind of sacrificing human blood to the demon soldiers has basically happened every ten days and a half since he took control of the demon soldiers. once.

But this guy in front of me feels comfortable flattering him, and there are so many people watching, so let him live.

Thinking like this, General Tu Jia exerted some force on his palms.

It was like dragging up a hungry wolf that was determined to bite people!

Ning Buxiu could see the flesh and blood of his palm being slowly torn off, as if the knife had teeth, and the teeth were deeply embedded in his flesh and blood! The pain was so painful that Ning couldn't stop gasping for breath. It can be said that he deeply realized the horror of this kind of weapon!

"Bang~"

His body fell heavily to the ground. Before Ning Buxiu fell into unconsciousness, he looked at the system panel.

"Ding~ The host has built the first server, which can host 98,432 devices."

"Nah, it's finally done." Ning Buxiu's consciousness fell into a coma as he cursed in his heart.

outside world.

Everyone in the poetry meeting stood up slightly in shock because of this sudden turn of events.

"General Tu? What is this?" Yu Wenmingxuan glanced at Ning Buxiu on the ground, then frowned and asked the middle-aged man who was escorting him along the way.

It's not that he cares about Ning Buxi.

But he didn't understand why the weapon would attack others instantly.

"A little unexpected." Tu Jia looked at the Feiyu knife in his hand and found nothing unusual.

But considering the nature of this guy, Tu Jia didn't have any doubts about its actions just now.

He did not realize that every inch of the demonic sword in his hand was engraved with some kind of spider web-like information element.

The treasured demon sword that he cherishes has already started a side business.

A side job that works 24 hours a day.