Super System Plundering the Heaven

In the courtyard of the Tang Residence, the young man and the servant awkwardly let go of each other when they saw that the hand had disappeared for a long time and there was no longer any movement.    

The young man coughed dryly and asked, "Little Qiang, what do you think?"    

The servant's voice was still trembling, "Young Master, I saw that your Spring and Autumn Graph and Wolf Brush were stolen by a ghost!"    

The young man glared at the young servant and berated, "I know! I'm talking about your Young Madam's birthday present!"    

The servant rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you draw another Spring and Autumn Graph?"    

The young man snorted. "Don't you know my rules? I never draw a second identical painting!"    

The servant lightly slapped himself and said, "I'm sorry, Young Master! Why don't you draw another painting? Anyway, you don't have any other skills! "    

The young man nodded in agreement," Good idea! "    

After a while, the young man drew another ink painting. He looked around vigilantly, afraid that another hand would steal the painting.    

The servant in green stepped forward and pretended to protect the scroll, "Young Master, what are you drawing? There is still you on the painting, why are you still kneeling?"    

"This is a Bohu kneels down and begs for love! Doesn't it look like love?"    

After the young man finished speaking, his expression turned serious as he said loudly, "Little Qiang, hurry up and roll it up!"    

"Alright!"    

The green-clothed servant hurriedly went forward and put away the painting that looked like love.    

Ye Yu withdrew his right hand from the circle of light and placed the thing in his hand on the table.    

"Beep! Congratulations to Host for successfully obtaining the Steal. Rewards: 80 Avenue Value!"    

"Di! Congratulations to Host for obtaining the authentic Steal, Tang Bohu. Would you like to extract the spiritual property? "    

The voice of the system rang in Ye Yu's mind.    

"Extract!"    

With Ye Yu's command, the painting and brush on the table released a hazy light.    

The light floated in the air and flashed, then entered Ye Yu's mind.    

A message flashed in Ye Yu's mind and was immediately absorbed by him.    

After a while, Ye Yu opened his eyes and understood what kind of talent he had obtained this time.    

"Di! Congratulations to Host for obtaining this talent, grandmaster painter!"    

"Di! Fusion talent detected. Would you like to merge with it?"    

Ye Yu was startled. It could be fused?    

"Integrating!"    

"Beep! Congratulations to Host for obtaining the talent, master of literature!"    

"Master of literature: In terms of poetry and calligraphy, to put it bluntly, you can despise anyone!"    

Ye Yu sucked in a breath of cold air. This talent was actually so amazing?    

"System!" Ye Yu called out, and the interface of the system appeared in his mind.    

"Human Clan: Ye Yu (First Level Taoist)"    

"Physique: Spirit Sword Body"    

"Steal Number: 0"    

"Avenue Value: 710 / 1000."    

"Innate Skill: flying sign technique, supercomputing, Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, Masked Singer King. Protection Halo. Curse Halo. Master Chef, Gun fighting, Shadow Shift, Mechanical Manipulation. master of literature."    

"Cultivation Method: 36th Set of Radio Gymnastics, Grandmaster Level Eight Extremes Fist, True Talisman of Life and Death."    

"Item: mantra solution, Conan's identical glasses, Dragon Gate Jade Carvings, Acacia Ring. Rejuvenation Symbol (1), Step high lighter, Gambling God's Cape."    

"Subordinate: Wei Zhentian."    

... "Lottery number: 0."    

Ye Yu checked his talent and found that his Master of Language talent had changed to master of literature.    

It seemed that his talent might be repeated and merged.    

Then, could he still evolve?    

Ye Yu thought for a moment, then shook his head. It was still too early to think about these things.    

Xiang Yu Middle School, Senior Year 1.    

Han Xue tilted her head and looked at Ye Yu shyly, "Ye Yu, let's go to my house this afternoon. My parents and I have already discussed this matter in advance."    

Ye Yu nodded, "Sure. Oh right, should I bring something?"    

Han Xue shook her head and said, "No need. As long as you go. Don't worry. My parents are good people."    

Ye Yu laughed lightly, "I'm not nervous, but it's my first time going to your house, so I have to bring something. What does uncle and aunt like? "    

Han Xue nodded and thought for a while before saying, "My father likes to drink and my mother likes calligraphy and painting."    

Ye Yu's eyes lit up as he thought of Tang Bohu's authentic works from the Steal in the morning.    

"I have it! I know what to give Auntie!"    

As for Han Shiyue? Ye Yu expressed that even the Night Glasses had been won by him, what else could he give?    

Besides, his mother-in-law's opinion was the most important!