Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 752 - 753: 60s Siheyuan 1_1

Chapter 752: Chapter 753: 60s Siheyuan 1_1

Zhang Yu looked at the white space before him, knowing that the task was completed.

Staring at the white space in front of him, he couldn’t help but think of the last task; Song Lei had been unwell and stayed in the hospital for a long time, so he really disliked the white space.

Not in a hurry to know the outcome of the task completion, Zhang Yu quickly called out to the System requesting a change of layout.

After all, these Points were going to be spent eventually, so it might as well be sooner rather than later, allowing him to enjoy the beautiful interface a bit longer.

The last time he changed the interface, he really only glanced at it a few times, which felt like a loss.

With business at hand, the System of course popped up immediately, changing an interface while also tallying the Points from the last task.

For the Points from this task, Zhang Yu knew they should be substantial, but he hadn’t expected there to be an additional reward.

This truly surprised Zhang Yu, "This... how could there be extra rewards?"

After all, he’d participated in many tasks and had never seen these Points before. Could it be because during the last task, he mostly engaged in charity work?

But on second thought, that didn’t seem right; he always made donations and engaged in charity work during many tasks.

He had never seen any extra Points for that; he really didn’t understand.

Was it possible that the more charitable deeds he did, the more Points he could earn?

Zhang Yu pondered various possibilities in his mind, and at that moment the System spoke up: Doing charitable deeds does have a certain impact on the final task completion rating.

System: But whether there will be special bonus Points, that’s uncertain.

Zhang Yu wasn’t surprised the System knew his thoughts, "Ah, uncertain? Then why are there bonus Points this time?

Isn’t it the original task master who decides the rating, and then the System calculates how many Points to give?

How come now the System suddenly says it doesn’t know? Zhang Yu almost wanted to say that the System’s words didn’t seem sincere.

System: I did the grading, but the special bonus Points were given by the Main System.

The Main System did the grading, Zhang Yu understood, "So there’s a higher System in charge above you."

Zhang Yu was truly curious how many people the System managed, how many the Main System managed, and just how many people were doing tasks.

And the purpose of doing these tasks? No matter how hard she racked her brain, Zhang Yu couldn’t figure it out.

System: I don’t know the purpose of the tasks either; you just do them, and I give the scores.

System: And I’m only responsible for ten people; as for how many Systems there are, I don’t know.

Alright, Zhang Yu knew that asking this minor System would probably yield nothing.

Now that she didn’t know how to earn special bonus Points and she didn’t want to think about it, she was just too brain-fatigued to figure it out.

The System was a miraculous existence, not something ordinary people like her could fathom.

System: I am not the miraculous one; it’s the Main System that is.

Alright, it seemed that whether humans or Systems, both would grumble about their leaders.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yu yawned and lay on the ground looking at the space.

The System, watching Zhang Yu lying on the ground, was very unaccustomed to this, as she usually tallied the scores, rested briefly, and then immediately went on to the next task.

She was truly a tireless worker, and now to see such an ardent one lying down to rest was indeed surprising.

System: Aren’t you going to the next task?

Zhang Yu: I’ve just made a little fortune; I need to rest for a while.

Zhang Yu paused: I’ve just spent Points on a new wallpaper; shouldn’t I take the time to look at it more?

Remembering the wallpaper she had changed last time, she really hadn’t looked at it much before it was gone. Even though she had quite a lot of Points, it was still hard to part with them.

The System, hearing about Zhang Yu making money, was really excited, "Why not go to the mall and have a look, I believe there’s always one that will suit you."

This was a revenue opportunity arriving; the System couldn’t be happier or more boastful, finally able to squeeze some extra Points from the frugal Zhang Yu, anyone would be delighted.

Zhang Yu shook her head: Not interested, it will be gone when I go on a task, truly a losing trade.

Even with plenty of Points, she couldn’t be so reckless: I’ll just stare at the wallpaper and then rest.

No matter how the System urged, Zhang Yu’s primary stance was not to spend.

What could the System do? It certainly couldn’t force her to spend; if she complained, the Main System might even assign a new System to Zhang Yu.

He wasn’t a fool and would definitely not make such a mistake. It was truly rare to find someone as diligent and hardworking as Zhang Yu, and having finally met her, he certainly couldn’t let her be snatched away.

Knowing that Zhang Yu would not spend, the System gave up on that notion and chatted with her off and on.

Zhang Yu would occasionally respond without caring whether the conversation made logical sense, her main goal being not to overthink.

The System was used to this by now, understanding that after participating in tasks, everyone wanted to rest a little upon returning.

Feeling his emotions had eased, Zhang Yu asked, "Where am I going to participate in the task this time?"

She didn’t really expect the System to disclose anything, as it usually just sent her directly to the task location.

"This time it’s a courtyard house in the sixties," the System kindly reminded.

What? A courtyard house? No, the focus was on a courtyard house from the sixties. Whether it was the beginning or end of the decade, neither period was to her liking.

It was either an era of hunger or frenzy; either way, it seemed like a challenging start.

"The task is simple this time, it’s to change someone’s destiny." Taking advantage of the task’s startup, as it prepared to send Zhang Yu to the task location, the System revealed the nature of this task.

What? To change someone’s destiny, not just the client’s? This left Zhang Yu feeling a bit dizzy, unclear as to why the task had taken such a turn.

She had participated in countless tasks, but this time things were utterly baffling. Unfortunately, the task was already underway, and she had no way to get a clear explanation.

She would eventually understand the specifics of the task once she entered the new world; by then, she would surely know a thing or two.

With that thought, Zhang Yu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Her current concern was which part of the sixties she was in; that was worrisome.

Zhang Yu could only silently pray, hoping not to face an exceedingly difficult beginning, or else it really might scare her away.

Feeling the hard lumps beneath the bed, she wondered, is this even a bed? It was practically the same as sleeping on the floor.

Through the moonlight, she pulled on a string, and the room immediately brightened. Looking around the empty space...

Good grief, the room was not very large, containing only a bed and a wardrobe, with a stool beside the bed, which could also serve as a nightstand.

Alright, sixties style. Rubbing her protesting stomach, it really was hungry.

Opening the door of her room, she saw another larger room outside, which looked like a combination of a living and dining room. There were two doors opposite,

Zhang Yu didn’t go to open the rooms, her attention instead focused on the calendar, which indicated it was the middle of 1960.

The early sixties, good news: the hardest three years were nearly over, with just over a year to go before relief. If her memory served her right, those three years stretched from 1959 to 1961. Zhang Yu sighed softly; regardless, it was better than having arrived in 1959.