The Host is Clearly A Scumbag (Quick Travel)

[Boss, since we're not returning to the village today, why did you run off so fast? That man seemed like a genuinely good person. Don't you need a teacher for your studies? Why not just ask him directly?]

The System couldn't understand Mingting's reasoning.

"Su Hengzhong is a straightforward, upright, and a pragmatic man. A teacher like him would indeed be the best choice."

"But he's a high-ranking court official, while I'm just a country boy. If I want to become Lord Su's student, I need to prove my worth first."

Mingting naturally wanted a teacher like Su Hengzhong, someone both morally steadfast and practical.

Among the Six Ministries, the Ministry of Works was the most crucial for national development and people's livelihoods. Since Mingting aimed to make tangible contributions, the Ministry of Works was where he needed to be.

His earlier display of a photographic memory was precisely to leave a lasting impression on Su Hengzhong.

Mingting was confident that this Lord Su would inquire about him.

Hearing this, the System was dizzy and didn't understand.

However, it knew the Boss was always right, so it quickly switched to flattery mode.

After the first world ended, Mingting had shared half of his earned soul fragments with the System. Since then, its admiration for him had become boundless, like an endless river, and it was now utterly devoted to Mingting.

Seeing how simple-minded the System was, Mingting didn't elaborate.

'Being a little slow isn't a bad thing, at least I won't have to worry about being backstabbed while completing the tasks.'

…

[Hey, Boss, look, it's Jiang Meimei!]

At this time, the System suddenly called out.

Mingting glanced over, and sure enough, by the roadside in the town's market, he saw Jiang Meimei and Guihua had set up a small stall selling cakes.

There was a crowd buying from them. Jiang Meimei cheerfully wrapped the pastries while subtly brushing her fingers against the customers' hands, secretly siphoning bits of their luck.

Jiang Meimei was young and sweet-tongued, and the customers quite liked her.

Unknowingly, she had already drained a significant amount of their fortune.

[Disgusting! She's blatantly doing evil right in the open!]

The System was so angry that it jumped.

But since luck was invisible and intangible, no one could perceive it being stolen, so there was no way to expose Jiang Meimei.

Mingting observed carefully for a while.

Perhaps because the town's residents were all ordinary folks without particularly auspicious destinies, Jiang Meimei only took a tiny sip from each person. Although she had touched many, the amount taken per person was minimal.

At most, this would cause them minor misfortunes, such as falling, like tripping, getting caught in rain, or facing small setbacks.

'It seemed Jiang Meimei had high standards, and her appetite had already been spoiled by the Jiang Xiao'e's family.'

Jiang Meimei had noticed Mingting the moment he appeared.

His dazzling aura of purple-gold light was too eye-catching, so it is impossible for her not to notice him.

[It smells so good! I really want to devour it!] The rogue system kept swallowing its saliva, and Jiang Meimei's throat couldn't help moving.

Originally, she had thought that by selling date cakes and rice cakes in town, she would be able to replenish the luck she had consumed.

But to her disappointment, most customers were commoners with dull grayish-white auras, and only one or two had a faint blue glow.

But what was blue worth?

Jiang Meimei couldn't be bothered with such meager pickings.

After two days of hard work, she had only managed to fill one grid of luck, which was pitifully little.

Compared to them, Mingting, who was wrapped in radiant purple-gold light, was a treasure trove. Jiang Meimei's eyes gleamed with greed as she looked at him.

After thinking about it, she wrapped two pieces of red date cakes and trotted over to Mingting:

"Brother Mingting, this is the new date cake my family made. It is fragrant, sweet, and delicious. Try some!"

"If you are too attentive to others for no reason, you are either a traitor or a thief!"

Mingting quickly backed away.

"I saw everything just now. In just a short while, you touched four people's hands, brushed against three people's arms, and even rubbed against one person's leg."

"You're a young girl, why are you so fond of touching and rubbing against people? Do you have any shameful quirks? Or are you sick and trying to spread it to everyone?!"

Mingting's face was full of disdain. He didn't lower his voice, so the customers who had just bought cakes and hadn't left yet all heard him.

These people thought carefully and realized that when they were taking the cakes earlier, Jiang Meimei's hands had indeed been brushing against them intentionally or unintentionally.'

Normally, a slight touch while handing things over wouldn't be a big deal. But if she did it to everyone, was it intentional?

'What kind of girl would be so immodest?'

In an instant, the way the people around looked at Jiang Meimei changed.

In ancient society, the discipline and restraint for women were relatively strict. Even if Jiang Meimei wasn't exactly a grown woman, her behavior still affected how people saw her.

To put it bluntly, this was called lacking self-respect!

"I didn't." Jiang Meimei froze and her face flushed with anger, "You are talking nonsense! You're ruining my reputation!"

When Guihua heard Mingting slandering her daughter like this, she put down the cakes in her hands and rushed forward, wanting to tear his mouth open and force him to apologize.

"Raising your voice doesn't make you right. Aunt Guihua, you should keep a closer eye on Jiang Meimei!"

For this kind of Female Lead, who stole others' luck to fuel her own 'fortune', Mingting had only one approach, fight poison with poison, match scum with scum.

He dodged Guihua's attack and raised his voice even louder.

"Everyone here has eyes and they can see it clearly! Even back in the village, she's always leaning into people and brushing against them. And now she's doing the same thing here!"

"Jiang Meimei, watch how you behave! Don't embarrass our Xiaohe Village! Don't think I don't know what you and Brother Dahu were doing secretly in the mountains…"

The bombshell Mingting dropped nearly drove Jiang Meimei mad.

'How did Jiang Mingting, a newcomer who had just arrived in Xiaohe Village, know about Dahu?'

Listening to the way he phrased it, people who didn't know the truth would assume they'd done something indecent, but in fact, they really didn't do anything!

She had just pretended to trip and fall into his arms to absorb his luck, that's all.

She really hadn't been secretly meeting Dahu!