90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 67

Unable to cope with the noise, Anzi had to get up and wash up.

As soon as the door was opened, the noisy teenagers outside suddenly became quiet.

The short-haired little girl, who was not even as tall as their waist, had a fluffy duck hairpin on her messy hair. She was wearing a goose yellow Chinese jacket and a jacket and skirt of the same color. She had fair skin and sleepy eyes, and she immediately captured the boys' hearts.

“So… so cute…” A young man swallowed and put his hand unconsciously on his heart, “It looks like a little duck.”

Anzai, who has amazing hearing ability: …You don’t need to use the last word “duck”!

Zhang Zhaonian was afraid that Anzi would be angry, so he hurriedly introduced him to them solemnly, "This is my master, Anzi."

The boys all exclaimed “Wow” in unison.

Huo Jue originally wanted to follow suit and call him Master, but as his own affairs were not yet resolved, he held back and did not speak. He had not yet become a disciple.

Several teenagers came over and surrounded Anzi. I don’t know who started shouting “Duck Sister” first, and then it gradually changed to “Quack Sister”.

Anzi was so angry that she put her hands on her hips. She cursed them, a bunch of straight men, that they would never find a partner in the future!
She raised her hand, "Zhang Zhaonian."

Zhang Zhaonian had been following her for a few months, and he had developed the ability to read people's expressions in front of Zhang Sili and Zhang Zhaofeng. He noticed that she was a little angry, so he quickly went over to hold her hand and said, "Master, just tell me what you want to say."

Anzi raised his chin and said, "Let's go! To the martial arts arena!"

Don’t they want to compete with each other? Fine, fine, let’s compete.

The spirited young men surrounded the little girl and walked towards the martial arts field in Huo Jue's yard, attracting a lot of attention along the way.

Lu Jun followed closely behind and couldn't help laughing.

Anzi has always acted too mature, and he almost forgot that she is just a child who cares about the bad nicknames given to her by teenagers.

Arriving at the martial arts arena, Anzi climbed onto a stool, patted Zhang Zhaonian's arm vigorously, and said with a burning gaze, "Go ahead, have fun."

She pronounced the last four words a little too harshly, and Zhang Zhaonian shuddered for no reason.

I always feel that if I embarrass my master, the consequences will be terrible.

However, actual combat can motivate him to improve, and he knows what is good and what is bad, so he nodded immediately, "Okay, Master."

Let’s play with the brother who calls Master “Duck Sister” first.

Thanks to Zhang Zhaonian's own efforts and Anzi's help, his strength is now at a completely different level than before he became Anzi's apprentice.

With one punch, the long stick in the hand of the young man who was fighting with him was broken into two pieces, and the young man was so scared that he quickly raised his hands in surrender.

I have to surrender. If I get hit by a punch like this, I'll have to stay in bed until spring, right?
The young men who were watching were stunned by Zhang Zhaonian's punch. They pushed and shoved each other, and no one dared to challenge him.

After a while, a boy with a round face pointed at Anzi who was sitting not far away and said, "Gaga sister is your master, so you...did she teach you this?"

Zhang Zhaonian said proudly, "Of course!"

"I don't believe it. How old are you and how old is she?" The round-faced boy refused to believe it. How could the little girl be five years old?
Anzi glanced at him, too lazy to explain, jumped off the chair, walked to the weapon rack, picked up an arrow, and threw it lightly towards them.

The young men saw the arrow coming straight at them with a strong wind, as if carrying the force of thunder.

Then... it brushed past their heads and dived into a magnolia tree behind them.

Several people gathered around and took a look, their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, unable to recover for a long time.

The arrow actually pierced through the magnolia tree, which was as thick as their thighs! "Oh my god! How much strength did it take..." The round-faced boy patted his chest. He was so scared that he almost couldn't breathe.

Zhang Zhaonian groaned, "I told you my master is very powerful, but you still don't believe me."

Huo Jue lowered his head and touched the jade talisman hanging on his chest with care.

That was the birthday gift that Anzi gave him. The master had seen it and it was said that it could at least block a full-strength attack from an "Earth" level Heavenly Master. This bare-handed archery skill should be the least impressive of hers.

The young men chattered and asked Zhang Zhaonian about Anzi, and Zhang Zhaonian was happy to brag to them about his master, except that he compared Anzi to the Monkey King or the Third Prince.

Anzi was so excited that she tapped her toes on the ground. She made up an excuse and asked Lu Jun to hold her and ran away quickly.

She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would hear about her heroic deeds as the Jade Emperor or Buddha.

This guy is too good at bragging!

Lu Jun carried Anzi to Shi Yongan's yard.

Shi Yongan looked much better today. He no longer looked as frail as he did yesterday. He even took care of his hair and put on a brand new long coat.

He didn't often go around the Huo family, and seldom interacted with anyone other than Huo Jue and the Huo family's patriarch, so his yard was the quietest in the entire Huo family mansion.

"Have you eaten yet, sir? If not, why don't we get together?" Seeing Anzi and Lu Jun coming over early in the morning, Shi Yongan called out to greet them.

Anzi waved his hand, "I haven't eaten yet. They are too noisy. I came here to get some peace and quiet."

If she didn't run away, she would forget about having two ears. Those middle school boys were more terrifying than those students in her class who were particularly fond of crying.

Shi Yongan smiled knowingly and readily added two more sets of bowls and chopsticks.

When he had nothing to do, he liked to stay in the pavilion, make tea, play chess, watch the sky, and of course, have breakfast here.

Anzi didn't care about not talking while eating or sleeping. He took a big sip of porridge from the bowl and spoke first, "How many people will come to Lingtian Temple today?"

Shi Yongan felt a little ashamed, "Sorry, I'm not very good at learning..."

Anzi understood, this is what it meant to not calculate it.

But she also understood that there was no spiritual energy and metaphysics was declining. He calculated that it was already very good that she could solve Huo Jue's deadlock, and she couldn't ask for too much.

Anzi couldn't figure it out either. She took a look at the system mall and saw an item called "30000 points to calculate how many people came to Lingtian Temple today." She was so scared that she quickly quit.

This broken system is crazy about points! She is just a poor person who only buys discounted goods! Why recommend such expensive things to her! Does she deserve it? She doesn't deserve it!
Cursing in his heart but showing no sign of it on his face, Anzi picked up the steamed dumpling on the table and took a big bite.

"It's okay, the soldiers are coming to stop us."

After breakfast, Anzi strolled around the yard and asked Lu Jun to get his small backpack.

The small backpack she carried this time was made for her by Zhang Xiaodan, um... a fluffy duck.

Anzi used to like her very much, but ever since they called her "Ga Ga Sister", he felt ashamed whenever he looked at this duck bag.

She took out a stack of yellow paper from her bag expressionlessly, and began to tear the paper figures expressionlessly while sitting in the pavilion.

Shi Yongan stayed with her all the time, watching her tear one out in a few tries. He curiously followed her and tried again, then found that he had torn out a weird thing.

　I think if the end of the world really comes, considering my evolution to catching a cold twice a month on average, I probably won’t be the first group to chase people.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)