013 My Sister Is Truly Amazing
[Liujianhua reaped the consequences of her own misdeeds. The harm index has been neutralized. Congratulations to the host for completing the task.]
[Reward: ten wild ducks, seven geese, and an intermediate brain enhancement buff (effects: improved memory, comprehension, analysis, and creativity; buff is storable; duration: permanent; applicable to anyone).
Due to the host’s excellent performance, an additional two lottery chances at the Celestial Pivot Mall have been granted.]
The system slid open the data panel, vast and intricate like a spiderweb, with numerous data chains flashing in various colors—each representing a different database.
When the panel switched to the information columns corresponding to Zhang Wanqing and Liujianhua, the yellow frame turned green.
The system’s cold, mechanical voice continued in a programmed tone: [Current moral value of host: -99,986; life value +7; one step closer to soul liberation. Please keep up the good work.]
Qu Zanyi pointed at her worn-out, patched clothes, faded to near white.
She wiggled her two toes poking through the holes in her shoes.
Clicking her tongue, she said, “So, besides food and that useless buff, there’s no other reward?”
The system rolled nonexistent eyes.
[Rewards are given based on a comprehensive evaluation of task difficulty and the host’s actual circumstances. Because the host has long been undernourished, suffering severe malnutrition, please remember to supplement protein and trace elements to avoid various illnesses.]
Qu Zanyi seemed to realize that she was just a mere mortal in this frail body.
She pursed her lips. “Tonight, I’ll cook duck. I must not shortchange myself.”
Skillfully, she stored the wild ducks and geese into her spatial pouch, then tapped the translucent panel where it said ‘Lottery.’
Three seconds later...
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the item “A Thousand Miles to Deliver Goose Feathers,” usable six times. Effect: any gift from the host is cherished by the recipient as a treasure, and the host receives 7 points of moral value in return.]
Just by casually giving gifts, you can gain moral value!
This item is quite useful.
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Qu Zanyi continued tapping ‘Lottery,’ feeling a small spark of hope.
[Thank you for participating. You did not win a prize. Keep completing tasks to gain moral value for more lottery chances!]
Lottery failed.
Qu Zanyi’s bright face immediately fell. “Worthless 17, what use are you?”
...
Evening.
The sun set.
Night descended.
Under the vast sky, in a dilapidated courtyard,
Qu Zanyi pulled out the plumpest duck from her spatial pouch.
Grasping its neck firmly, she twisted it sharply with a ‘crack’...
When Xu Xinqi returned home, he saw his sister swiftly and decisively break the duck’s neck, then toss it into a pot of boiling water.
His body trembled inexplicably.
He put down his backpack and came out, voluntarily taking over the chores.
“Sis, take a break. I’ll do the rest.”
Qu Zanyi gladly welcomed the respite, stepping aside.
Rolling up his sleeves, Xu Xinqi’s eyes widened at the sight of the wild duck, so large it overflowed from the basin.
“Sis, did you catch this at the back mountain?”
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Qu Zanyi lied without changing expression, “Yeah, pretty impressive, huh.”
Stars sparkled in Xu Xinqi’s eyes, filled with admiration. “Sis, you’re amazing!”
At that moment, his stomach obligingly rumbled.
Embarrassed, he lowered his head and hastened his work processing the duck.
Originally, he could have made it home before ten.
But that afternoon, the school administration suddenly announced that all homeroom teachers were to organize students for a thorough environmental cleanup.
Apparently, the county’s education bureau officials were coming for an inspection.
Shiluanfei, who usually lectured with saliva flying and casually tossed used tissues into classroom corners, couldn’t tolerate even a scrap of paper on the floor after receiving the notice.
As if afflicted with late-stage obsessive-compulsive disorder, he made students scrub every corner of the classroom, including but not limited to floors, walls, and windows, until everything gleamed.
Thumping heavily on the podium, Shiluanfei declared, “You must keep the classroom spotless as new!”
Everyone thought he was crazy, and terminally so.
This madness was contagious; other teachers showed symptoms to varying degrees.
The students felt deeply victimized.
Xu Xinqi was one of the sufferers.