"Really?" Amy looked at MEG, a little uncertain.
"It's true, of course." McGonagall nodded seriously and asked in his heart, "system, should you have all kinds of children's toys in your stock?"
"As a kitchen god cultivation system, this system will never contain children's toys." The return to Tao of systemic justice.
"Well, I'll take the gold coin to the street later." McGonagall was not a bit of a drag.
"What..." the system hesitated and said: "although there is no inventory, the offline toy production line of the system still exists. The system can complete the customization of the host's toys in five minutes, and deliver them to the door free of charge, and the price is not deceptive."
"Let's see the price later." McGonagall's voice was still calm. Then he looked at Amy and said with a smile, "tell me what kind of toy Amy wants, my father will change it for you."
"I..." Amy thought for a while, suddenly her eyes lit up and said, "I want a little person who can sing."
"System, you should not sell people, right?" McGonagall's mind is the first flash of Lilliputian, subconsciously asked.
"Human trafficking violates the second law of system formulated by heaven. Once it is violated, the system will be reset and the host will be directly killed." The serious sound of the system rings out, even a little like mechanical synthesis, without any emotion or negotiation.
"Don't be nervous. I just mentioned it casually. Let's have a beautiful music box." Originally, McGonagall wanted to talk about whether she could have a Thumbelina, but it seems that human trafficking is the bottom line of the system, so he swallowed the words back and said after thinking about it.
It seems that the way of heaven also adds some laws of constraint to the system, which reminds McGonagall of the three laws of robotics.
This is not a bad thing. It shows that the behavior of the system is still within the scope of constraints, and there will be no collapse after the system generates self-consciousness.
Of course, McGonagall is already figuring out how to get those so-called laws out of the mouth of the system. As a high-end tool, the system naturally needs to be well understood and happily used.
Now his strength is not equal to that of ordinary people, not to mention orcs and demons. It's nice to hide behind Amy every time there's a situation, but he's still a little uncomfortable. It's the most comfortable state for a father to stand in front of his daughter and block all the wind and rain for her.
Of course, he is also trying to make money to buy fitness points. When he can hold the sword, he will be able to cope with most of the problems with those high-end sword skills in his mind.
After all, MEG Alex was a magical man who could kill dragons. As long as the sword was in his hand, he was not afraid of anyone.
And in the process of making money from physical fitness, it's good to get more self-defense and life-saving products from the system, which will give you a sense of security.
"This system can provide 500 mainstream music boxes with prices ranging from 50 copper coins to 500 gold coins. The host can choose to buy them." The voice of the system has become the posture of an old businessman again.
MEG looked at the pictures of hundreds of music boxes in his mind. The music box with 500 gold coins was pure gold. There was a little golden man in the gold box, full of local tyrant gold breath. This was definitely not Amy's favorite type.
Looking down, his eyes stopped on a music box with a price of 50 gold coins.
Brown wooden bottom box, outside is a hemispherical glass ball, in the middle is a blonde fairy girl wearing a purple skirt, with a violin on her neck. The workmanship is extremely exquisite. There is a thin layer of white snowflakes on the ground. It seems that it can simulate the scene of snowflakes flying. There are 50 circulation tracks, and the price is fair.
"System, I want the 50 gold violin girl's music box. Start to customize it quickly." McGonagall said directly.
"Are you sure you want to pay?" The system seems to be a little suspicious. After all, McGonagall just bargained with him for 10 copper coins in the take away box. Now he wants a 50 gold coin music box without blinking an eye.,
"Nonsense, if making money is not to give Amy flowers, it's meaningless." McGonagall saw through his idea at a glance and urged, "five minutes. If it's not in place, I'll apply for a refund."
"In the process of music box customization, it will be in place within five minutes, and the payment has been deducted." The system answers neatly, and then there's no sound.
The dialogue with the system and the purchase were all carried out in his mind. With McGonagall's fierce character, he bought it in less than a minute, so in Amy's opinion, he was thinking about it in general, and felt that his requirements were a little too much. He shook his head and said in a soft voice, "my father, Amy doesn't want to be a villain who can sing. As long as it's something from my father, Amy likes it very much."
McGonagall looked at the sensible Amy. Sometimes he thought she was a little bit more willful. The sensible was heartbreaking. He shook his head with a smile and said, "no, my father is going to change you into a little person who can sing, and he's still a very good-looking little person, but I need to wait for a while. This magic has a little delay."
"Really?" Amy's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart suddenly looked forward to it. The little man who can sing must be very fun!
She believed her father's words very much. He said that he wanted to make a beautiful house for her, and then there was a beautiful restaurant; He said that he wanted to make her a beautiful little skirt. Now the little skirts he changed every morning are super beautiful. My father has done everything he said.
MEG nodded and said seriously, "well, in the process of waiting, there is one last question: if other children say they like Xiaomi, how should you answer it?"
This question is probably what every father wants to ask after he has a baby daughter. If his carefully planted cabbage is arched by a pig, he will be unhappy.
Although Amy is only four years old and still young, this kind of thing naturally needs to be well educated from an early age.
Before he is an adult, has his own complete world view, and can distinguish right from wrong, he will snuff out the flames that he tries to get close to, which is also an important reason why he wants to restore his strength.
There is a father who can kill dragons. When those guys want to turn him into a father-in-law, they should also consider whether they can catch the Epee in his hand.
"I don't like those snotty guys." Amy's hands were folded in front of her chest, with a look of aging. However, when she looked up at MEG, she quickly showed a sweet smile and said happily and seriously, "when Xiaomi grows up, he will marry his father. His father is the most powerful. He can change magic, make delicious food and tell Amy stories. There is no better man in the world than his father."