McGonagall always agreed that eating people's mouths is short and holding hands is short.

So after Xi finished three bowls of rice and took the last piece of braised meat from the pot, McGonagall began to question with a satisfied smile.

"Is it delicious?" McGonagall asked with a smile.

"Not bad." Xi wipes off a little oily light from the corner of his mouth with a paper towel. It's calm and unnatural.

"This pot of braised pork with three bowls of rice, for three questions, not too much?" MEG continued with a smile.

Xi's expression is a stiff, looked at MEG: "I said, involving the information of the underground city, I have no right to tell."

"Don't be nervous. I'm just asking basic questions. It won't involve any secrets." McGonagall took a drink. "Besides, since the people in the underground city like to play illegal immigration, I can catch one or two sooner or later. These questions will come out of their mouths sooner or later, won't they?"

"There's some danger in your thinking." Xi frowned, but could not refute Meg's words.

There are hundreds of underground city residents who sneak into the chaotic city every year. With McGonagall's current strength and identity, it's not difficult to catch one or two.

However, McGonagall's idea has touched the rules of the underground city.

"I'm going to start. The first question: is the underground city controlled by the plutocrats?" Meg said directly.

Xi took a deep look at MEG and said, "No

"Is your military under the command of a unified government or an independent existence?" McGonagall asked again.

"I can't answer that question." Xi refused directly.

"Is this mecha sent by you today?" McGonagall asked the last question.

"No

"Okay, three questions over." MEG lifted his glass with a smile. "For peace."

Xi stares at him for a while, but still takes his glass and drinks it down.

"In fact, I don't have any malice towards the underground city. It's good if the two sides keep the same state as before and don't communicate with each other. Of course, the premise is that things like today won't happen again." McGonagall put down his glass and said, "it's my mother-in-law who died today, and that guy just lost a mecha. I remember that."

Xi Mei's vigilance eased a little. She has reported today's events, but at her level, she won't get relevant feedback from the top.

However, this demigod level mecha does not come from the military.

It's a simple truth. The strength of the mecha currently owned by the military is far less than that of the one that appears in the Elven clan today.

Even in the dungeons, we have never heard of the existence of demigods.

You know, even in the underground city, the top ten are still at the top.

And the extraordinary is one of the few, almost do not ask the world of the elderly.

The demigod level mecha appeared in Nolan. When the news was sent back to the military, Xi could already imagine what kind of shock it would cause.

This mecha, the military is bound to go back.

If McGonagall doesn't give it, she won't get it. The military will send someone who can get it.

However, as McGonagall said, today the mecha killed the queen of spirits and more than ten elves. Although the guy behind the mecha lost one mecha, he was not damaged.

He didn't want to give the mecha to her. I'm afraid he was also thinking about trading.

"It's not clear who controls the mecha, but if you don't want to give it to me, someone will come again." Xi said.

"Let him take what I want in exchange. Killing people will pay for their lives. I don't know if it is common in your dungeons." McGonagall clasped his glass with his knuckles and made a crisp sound.

"Goodbye." Xi gets up and goes out.

"No Meg's voice came from behind.

McGonagall looked at the slowly closed door, remained silent for a while, poured himself another glass of wine, and then asked in his heart, "system, have you learned? If you can copy it, it's also a waste to replace the broken mecha with a stainless steel washbasin. "

"Host, do you want a food system to do this, or are you not human? You are forcing this system to do nothing

"Aren't you a learning system? Now that the products of higher level civilization are in front of you, don't you have any ambition?

You should know that even if you grow vegetables, you should always have a positive heart. Otherwise, how can you fight with me in the future? " McGonagall said excitedly.

The system was silent for a while, and youyou said, "how do you feel that something is wrong? As a system, shouldn't I urge the host to study hard? "

"As a system, food is the original sin." McGonagall tut said, "look at Amy's system. The printer you take out is nuclear powered. What can you do?"

"I... I can grow vegetables!" The system is weak.

"Then I ask you, if the underground city invades the continent of Nolan, can you protect your farm and ranch with your present ability? Can you guarantee that your fish in the pond will not be taken away by them? Can you guarantee that the rice you've worked so hard to grow won't be trampled on by them? " McGonagall's words are killing.

"No... can't you?" The sound of the system is slightly trill.

"Now, I'll release a new task for you: dismantle and understand this mecha in three days, find an alternative replica scheme in seven days, and reproduce the first prototype in one month!

Task completion reward: a semi God level door god!

Penalty for task failure: the ownership of all food markets may be transferred to other people's names! " McGonagall said seriously.

"I accept... Wait!" The sound of the system, "how do you feel strange? Why has it become a host to publish tasks to the system? What's more, didn't I make this reward myself? "

"The task has been released. It depends on you. Don't you have groups in your system? If you don't know anything, you can ask Shuiyou. Don't tell me, you've been kicked out of group chatting? "

"In system learning..."

A line of small words from McGonagall's mind, the system directly offline.

McGonagall was stunned and said with a smile: "good guy, can't you really be kicked out of the group? What a shame. "

Drink the glass, clean the table and kitchen, and MEG goes upstairs.

After washing, instead of going to bed directly, he went to the study and took out the picture book Miss Black Cat, which was hand drawn by Annie.

People can't earn money or tell stories beyond cognition.

Vicky comes from the underground city. She is a lady of a big family. She should have a certain relationship with the military, so she has an independent warship and can skillfully operate the mecha.

So MEG plans to study Vicky's "Miss Black Cat" carefully, which may hide the social structure of the underground city.