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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Four Dad Has Something Unspeakable (Chapter Four)

Two months have passed, and Ding Peng was excited.

He has to draw two awards this time, which means he needs to have two skills. These are all abilities. Who would dislike his great ability?

No!

Lying on the bed, Ding Peng couldn't sleep, but he didn't dare to chuckle back and forth because Xiao Ding Li was asleep next to him.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening.

No news.

It's half past eleven.

No news.

Until almost twelve o'clock, the system in my mind was still as stable as a dog, and I didn't even put a single fart.

Ding Peng couldn't help it, thinking that this guy wouldn't forget the mission, right? If that were the case, it would be a waste of trouble.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, when Ding Peng was so upset that he wanted to get up and have a glass of water, the system in his mind finally had news.

"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the second main task and the first branch task, successfully exchanged for two lottery opportunities, and accepting the third system task at the same time."

Oh!

After hearing the sound, Ding Peng slapped his hands excitedly, almost scaring Ding Li to wake him up. He quickly turned over and patted him gently.

After the system's voice fell, Ding Peng saw the lottery turntable appear in front of him.

He rubbed his hands, and slowly pressed the buttons of the lottery turntable.

With a tingling sound, the turntable started to rotate.

Ding Peng was so excited that he closed his eyes and closed his hands and started praying, thinking that he must not get rid of a useless skill.

With a tingling sound, the turntable stopped.

Ding Peng hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at the turntable, and suddenly felt his blood pressure soaring.

"Damn, I'm rich!" The guy couldn't help but shout, then hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid that his daughters would hear it.

The lottery turntable quietly stopped in front of you, and the pointer pointed straight at a skill section - the entertainment skill section!

Seeing this section, Ding Peng sighed out a long sigh. This is the real gold medal skill to make money. This thing is one of the magic weapons to make money.

"Don't let me down, don't let me down!"

Ding Peng was so excited that he hadn't had the system sound in his mind that he would have forgotten that he would have had another chance to draw.

"Ding~ Please draw the second prize."

"Yes, yes, there is still a chance to draw."

Ding Peng was still trembling all over, and blew his breath on his hands, then muttered a word in his mouth: "Heaven and spiritual, can we win a big prize? Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are full of gods and Buddhas, bless them."

After saying that, Ding Peng's fingers trembled at the buttons in the middle of the lottery turntable.

But when he was on the button quickly, Ding Peng no longer dared to look at it, so he quickly closed his eyes again, then pointed his finger forward and pressed it directly on the key of the turntable.

With a tingling sound, the turntable began to rotate again.

After a moment, there was another jingle and the lucky turntable stopped.

Ding Peng hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at the lottery turntable, and then...and Ding Peng almost spit out his old blood.

"Damn, no, right?! What the hell is gardening skills?"

This guy is really going crazy, and the pointer of the lottery turntable is quietly staying on the small section of gardening skills.

What are gardening skills?

Ding Peng doesn't understand.

"That's a big deal... Ice and fire, it's so exciting to catch my life off guard." Ding Peng said in a daze.

But now it’s useless to say anything, and the two chances of lottery have been used up.

A moment later, two thick books appeared in Ding Peng's mind, one was a complete collection of entertainment skills and the other was a complete collection of gardening skills, which then turned into golden light and imprinted the knowledge content in his mind.

This guy hasn't reacted yet, the system task has come down.

"Please accept the third task of the system. The host will praise his third daughter as a second-tier singer within half a year. If it exceeds or fails to reach it, the task is a failure, the task is difficult and advanced."

Ding Peng: "..."

This guy rubbed his face and was a little confused.

I thought the system always doesn’t play according to the rules. I have an entertainment system. It’s okay to promote my three daughters to be a first-line singer within half a year. How can I make me a second-line star? What’s going to do?

"Then what, are you getting it wrong?" Ding Peng asked in his heart.

But the system ignored him at all, but repeated the content of the third task again.

"Please accept the third task of the system. The host will praise his third daughter as a second-tier singer within half a year. If it exceeds or fails to reach it, the task is a failure, the task is difficult and advanced."

Ding Peng was speechless. He knew that the system must have been intentional, and the difficulty of this task was still high. Not to mention, this difficulty level is really consistent with this task, because he is very likely to promote his third daughter to a first-line singer or even a super first-line singer if he is not careful. Even more, he is not hopeless to become a superstar, and the longer the task is, the higher the chance of this.

But this second-tier singer is not easy to control, and his third daughter rushed over with a little force.

"Damn, no one of these dog days tasks can be thought of by normal people." Ding Peng complained.

After just complaining, he still accepted the task.

There is no way, if you don’t accept it, you won’t be able to complete the task. The second-hand cart in the system will commit suicide. Do you think there is no solution?

After waiting for a while, no sound appeared in his mind, Ding Peng was a little curious.

Logically speaking, I won two skills this time, one is entertainment skill and the other is gardening skill. I should give two tasks, so why did I give one?

But if the system doesn't speak, he can't do anything, just one, anyway, it's easier for him to have less tasks.

Just when he thought of this third task, Ding Peng started rubbing teeth again. It was not easy. He was too powerful and too awesome. He couldn't use too much force. If he used too much force, what if his daughter became a first-line singer? Isn't this task screwed up?

The lottery turntable in front of him disappeared, Ding Peng lay on the bed and looked above in the night, muttering: "I guess I am the most depressed number one in the world. I don't want to play if I have the ability. Second-tier and second-tier, daughter, it's not that my dad doesn't help you, but... Dad has a hidden secret."

After muttering, Ding Peng turned over and was about to go to bed.

But at this moment, the system sound in my mind appeared again.

"Congratulations to the host for triggering the side task. This task is a temporary task. The system is temporarily retained and will be distributed to the host if necessary. Please pay attention to check it."

Ding Peng: "..."

"Your sister, are you dizzy when you drink? Can't you say anything together? Why do you have to stop for so long? I thought it was gone."

This guy is so depressed. He now suspects that the system is a psychopath. The last time the two tasks were distributed together. Is it as for this time to be put on for so long?

However, since it is a temporary task, Ding Peng has nothing to worry about. Anyway, just be careful when checking it normally.

He was afraid that the system would get nervous again, so this guy kept waiting for half an hour with his eyes open. Seeing that the system was completely quiet, he fell asleep in a daze.

At around three o'clock in the morning, Ding Peng was still woken up by his mobile phone alarm clock on time, went to make soup and noodles, and then came back to sleep.

At around five o'clock, this guy got up to wash up and found that all three daughters were staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Ding Peng rubbed his eyes and asked.

Ding Cailin pointed to his eyes and said, "Dad, what did you think of last night? You're all dark circles."
Chapter completed!
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