Seized by the System

In the starless night sky, it was already 8 pm.

Qiao Zishan, bidding farewell to his rivals and good friends, walked out of the auditorium in a daze.

For an honest by a slow-witted person like him, it was a little too hard to listen to two guys' endless speeches.

Especially the Venerable One, there were too many points in his allusions. He did not understand a lot of it.

He really could not understand how a human could say so much in one breath…

Right, the Venerable One was not really a human…

Luckily, Grandfather Ren was a human, so he could not be as enthusiastic as the Venerable One…

Thinking of this, the Morality in Qiao Zishan automatically operated. His frame shuddered and his heart trembled, immediately stopping those disrespectful thoughts.

Alright, it was not uncommon to harbor unspoken criticisms. However, for a proficient Morality cultivator like him, there were many things that he should not think of.

A gentleman should be sincere in his heart and sincere in his actions. To be inconsistent in one's words and deeds was a great taboo.

Qiao Zishan walked through several corridors and returned to his new home at the Truth Department Headquarter Base.

Pushing the door in, he saw a light in the study next to the courtyard.

The lights painted his sister's delicate figure on the windows, as well as a small child lowering his head to write.

He knew that was Zijiang tutoring her only disciple, Huang Xiaoming with his homework.

However, because of the tense situation, even though Xiaoming was only a six-year-old child, he had to work overtime as well.

This child had been learning the Qiao Morality Technique for almost a year. His improvement was extremely quick.

Seeing that he would soon officially formally start, Qiao Zishan just could not understand why his progress had stagnated for the past half month, and he had also regressed.

He was more anxious about this matter, so he said a few words to Huang Xiaoming's uncle, Leader Huang of the Logistics Team, to let Huang Xiaoming come over to study at night.

True, it would be hard, but what could be done?

If they were not coddled, children of the elite could learn much more than children of the average family.

Happy learning was something said to ordinary people. Learning was mostly to overcome one's laziness. It was a hard work of battling against one's self.

There were very few who could accomplish happy learning.

For most teenagers who studied hard, there was happiness in learning. However, this happiness came after hard work, getting high marks in an exam, showing off to their peers, and obtaining recognition from their parents in exchange for various rewards…

Qiao Zishan entered the lit study and stood by the entrance for a while, incredibly gratified.

This warm and stable scene of life was one of his main driving forces for his desperate struggles.

"Brother, you finally finished the meeting. At least you don't need to burn the midnight oil, but you still seem more tired than staying up late and working overtime. Is there any trouble?" Qiao Zijiang asked with concern.

Qiao Zishan had already broken through to a peak Pond-level powerhouse, his Morality Cultivation base was shocking.

At this moment, he had a dazed look on his face. He had only gone out and sat for a day, but he looked more tired than when traveling for a month…

No wonder Qiao Zijiang called him out.

"Hm, it's nothing much. It's just that the Venerable One and Grandfather Ren both spoke very… well, especially the Venerable One. His tongue sprouting lotus flowers, he quoted classics, and had his words at his hands. It really was quite shocking. It's a shame that brother was born clumsy and read too little. I didn't understand many of the allusions, so I became really tired of listening to them." (TN: A tongue sprouting lotus flowers is a Buddhist allusion that refers to a lecture that is so good it turns into lotus flowers.)

Qiao Zishan helplessly told her the truth.

For someone like him who refined Morality, he would not lie if he did not have to.

"I see. Brother, you should read more. Look at Xiaoming, I'm teaching him the cores of xx now… It's to let him learn how to become someone useful to society." Qiao Zijiang said proudly.

Qiao Zishan became interested in her words. He recalled the meeting he had in the day.

Thus, he bowed his head and said warmly to Xiaoming, "Xiaoming, since that's the case, brother will ask you now. What kind of person do you want to be in the future?"

Xiaoming blinked his wide eyes and said with a face full of innocence, "A patient."

Qiao Zishan was shocked, and he asked, "Who would want to be a patient? Did you get too tired from studying? Do you want to rest?"

Xiaoming shook his head and naively continued, "Then I'll be a doctor."

Qiao Zishan nodded his head, "Hm, being a doctor isn't bad. You'll be able to cure sick people. What if you can't be a doctor?"

Xiaoming shook his head and reached his hand out, "I'll repair pipelines."

Qiao Zishan was even more puzzled at his answer. He was initially a little confused, but he still affirmed, "Repairing pipelines are good, you'll be able to support yourself with that job… However, you should aim for a higher goal."

Xiaoming hesitated, "Then how about I work for express delivery services, or take-out?"

At this time, Qiao Zijiang who was dazedly listening from the sidelines finally reacted.

She was so angry she pulled on Xiaoming's ear, "How dare you give me all that nonsense? Did you secretly play on your dad's computer again after going home?"

Xiaoming yelped in pain, and he hurriedly said, "Aunt Zijiang, I was wrong… I'll study harder in the future. You can hire another tutor for me, just please be gentle."

"You still dare to call me Aunt? You still want a tutor? How dare you." Qiao Zijiang glared at him, ready to explode.

Qiao Zishan hurriedly intervened upon seeing the situation.

Although he was an honest man, he was not a fool. He let out a hopeless and bitter smile.

He vaguely guessed something, so he began to persuade her, "Alright, alright, he's still young, so just let him go. I'll mention this to his father Mr. Huang when I take him home tomorrow."

He had a feeling that the reason Xiaoming's Qiao Morality Technique seemed to have gotten worse instead of improving was largely related to his sister's temper.

How troublesome. What should he do?

He knew very well that there were all sorts of unsightly live webcasts and pop-up advertisements on the web that showed up regardless of the audience.

In kindergarten, looking for a girlfriend was common… However, how could the single dogs endure that?!

This was quite different from the environment he grew up in. Back then, things were much simpler.

Children in those days did not have any extra needs. They would be very satisfied just by watching cartoons every day.

In this environment, it was hard to find a parent to stare at you 24 hours a day.

The environment on is in will have a great influence on them. One should never overestimate another's self-control, especially not those of children.

Who could straighten up the Xiaoming who was starting to go astray?

At this time, his mind subconsciously remembered a person. His unending preaching was still ringing in his ears…

Regrettably, the Venerable One was a very busy person. Perhaps he should wait until after this matter is resolved before bringing it up?

Thinking about this, Qiao Zishan noticed Xiaoming suddenly shuddered.

He felt incredibly gratified upon noticing this.

As expected, this child's qualities were very high. His intuitive sense was already there. Qiao Zishan could not allow this rare miracle of China's cultivation world to be further poisoned by the environment…

Thus, after an uneventful night, Qiao Zishan personally sent Xiaoming home the next day.

Xiaoming's father, the middle-aged man with the surname Huang, said kindly, "Leader Qiao, I hope Xiaoming didn't cause too much trouble these few days?"

Qiao Zishan considered and hinted, "He's been quite well behaved. However, he might have been browsing a lot of unhealthy stuff recently, so please pay attention to that."

Mr. Huang blushed and glared at Xiaoming, then he said to Qiao Zishan, "Ah, I haven't been strict in disciplining him because I was busy with work. Don't worry, I'll definitely educate him well."

Qiao Zishan nodded and left.

Afterward, he heard crashing and cluttering from the courtyard of the Huang family.

He shook his head helplessly but did not stop the domestic violence that was occurring.

That was because he knew that Xiaoming, after a year of study, would not lose to a middle-aged man who lacked exercise like Mr. Huang.

"Stop right there. Get down from the roof! Did you secretly use my computer again?" Director Huang's voice trailed from far away.

"Eh, you were the one who created a folder named 'Heaven's Well Must Be Taken Down'. I thought it was some celestial arts stash, so I opened it to see. You can't hit me for that."

Sigh, looks like this really could not wait. Qiao Zishan realized, his sister's calculations were as accurate as ever.

He immediately became concerned.

…

After one night, Fang Ning realized that his Demon Singing Buddhist Mantra Celestial Art had finally worked and could be used.

He excitedly ran to the Draconic Penitentiary while chanting a section of scriptures. The effects, as expected, startled the universe and moved the gods…

That day, after taking their pills, the evil souls that rushed to work found their productivity increased to 120%.

After Fang Ning returned satisfied from his experiment, he said proudly, "How's that? What do you think of my cultivation speed for this ability?"

"You're too amazing. I knew you could get twice the result with half the effort, but I never thought that you could get ten times the result with half the effort…" The System truly was surprised.

However, the System was not wrong. For someone who procrastinated and was as lazy as Fang Ning, no matter how good an ability, the speed in which he progressed would only be one third that of normal circumstances.

However, this Demon Singing Buddhist Mantra was different. Fang Ning had discovered the secret to it with one glance.

As long as he learned how to display it, when others heard him chant, they would enter a special state with grateful tears, worship and admiration, and all sorts of wonders that were not fully known yet…

In the future when he cast his voice again, the seas would become their bosom friend, and the heavens would become their neighbors.

Of course, if their strength was higher than Vigilante A's and had their own resistance, they would be able to his chanting.

However, the Demon Lord Zhi Nan had been shaken by Fang Ning's bizarre imagination. Under internal and external troubles, he threw away his demon's body and fled in confusion.

How many others could have strength stronger than Vigilante A?

That was why everyone was doomed to fall to Fang Ning's poison… no, indoctrination. The indoctrination of 'love and justice'.

"Oh, my Buddha is merciful, deliver all living creatures from torment…" Fang Ning was proud of himself. He pressed his palms together and adopted an expression of solemness while chanting, pretending to be a monk.

"Richman Host, you should watch out. It's fine to act here, but if you were to act outside and get seen by the Bodhisattva Spirit King, you'll definitely be dragged into becoming his isolated disciple, or his true disciple."

"Your current qualifications are too high. In order to learn the True Bodhi Tactics back then, I improved our compatibility with Buddhist techniques. In other words, your fate with Buddhism is already very great."

The System gave a rare kind reminder.

"Tss…" Fang Ning hissed in a cold breath at the words.

There were two sides to everything in the world.

Although he liked the Demon Singing Buddhist Mantra, he could not use it willy-nilly outside. He had to avoid those actual big monks.

At this time, a cyber cafe computer chimed with a Wechat message notification. Fang Ning opened it and saw that it was sent by Qiao Zijiang.

"Purify the mind of a small student? Have the flowers of our motherland been polluted by such a degree by this filthy earthly world?"

Fang Ning immediately felt his heavy responsibilities and sighed deeply, "Ah, if I don't go, how can I put the people at ease? This is Heaven's will…"

Sir System gave a rare affirmation, "You're absolutely right. This matter happened just as you finished learning this Demon Singing Buddhist Mantra. Looks like this is Daddy Axiom's special assignment for you. No matter if you do it well or not, you'll still be able to earn some Merit Points. If you collect a hundred points, we'll have yet another trump card to protect our lives with."

Listening to this, Fang Ning immediately recalled the last time he obtained Heavenly Merit Points and frowned.

He asked the System, "Now that we have Heavenly Merit Points, we can ask Daddy Axiom to do it. What's the current favorability of the Celestial Dragon Form?"

"0."

Listening to this, Fang Ning immediately became solemn and thoughtful, "As expected. No wonder I felt something wrong when I saw the System Notifications that time. We obtained 1 Heavenly Merit Point, but why didn't the Celestial Dragon Form get any Favorability? There must be something off!"

He swept his hand and said firmly, "Daddy Axiom wants to make things balanced. It's telling us that we can't eat the cake and have it too. Sir System, you have to pay extra attention in the future not to be so greedy, otherwise, the boat will easily capsize."

"What Heavenly Balance? What 'we can't have the cake and eat it', what catch, what easily capsize? You forgot that your ancestor dragon was so badly disturbed by you last time that it decided to go home and sleep," Sir System said, extremely disdainful.

"It must be sleeping right now, which was why it can't sense anything we do. It'll add our Favorability when it wakes up, so for now it'll stay at 0. It's just that simple. How could Daddy Axiom deduct my reward?"

"Caw… caw… caw," three crows flew over 'Conspiracy Theorist' Fang Ning's head, who was hit by 10,000 points of critical damage.

Oh, after recently using his imagination against Zhi Nan, his tail had become a little too cocky and swollen.

He had actually subconsciously forgotten this simple answer. He thought deeply.

He was actually being looked down by this idiot, how embarrassing…

Fang Ning discovered the root cause of the mistake and sorted out his feelings.

Afterward, he pretended to back out of the predicament embarrassed, and acted calm, "Hehe, there was a sage that said this well, 'a wise person reflecting a thousand times can still

make a mistake; even a fool may sometimes give a wise man counsel'. My thinking earlier was a little shallow. Minor mistakes are inevitable once in a while."

"You're belittling me in a roundabout way again. I can't be bothered with you," the System said flippantly.

System Notification: [The System saw through the Host's words and decided to ignore them.]

D*mmit, this retard really did evolve. Since when could something like this trigger the System Notification?

"Alright, I'll pull back, so hurry off to Qiao Zijiang's house. I'm curious how sacred that little friend is to need us to personally indoctrinate him?" Fang Ning hurriedly changed the subject.

As soon as he finished speaking, Vigilante A turned the direction of the Flying Sword and flew towards the Truth Department Headquarter Base.