The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 298 - 287 Possible Reforms

Chapter 298: Chapter 287 Possible Reforms

The whole family nodded in agreement, and even Manbao thought it appropriate to consult the Taoist priest. She also said, "Mother, wait for me to bathe and rest, and I will go with you. It’s been so long since I’ve paid respect to the Heaven Master."

Ms. Qian showed a smile, "Good, good, you should indeed pay respects to the Heaven Master. When you were little, you always cried nonstop, and it was only after paying respects to the Heaven Master that you got better. You have a connection with Taoism."

After the conversation, everyone had finished eating and went their separate ways.

Zhou Silang, who was excited before, no longer felt just pain in his waist and buttocks but in his whole body. Therefore, as soon as he had put down his chopsticks, he held onto his waist and went back to the room with Ms. Fang.

Manbao followed him to the room and stood at the door to take one more look inside, reminding him, "Silang, you must be obedient and apply the medicinal wine, okay? I’ll come to see you once it gets light tomorrow."

Zhou Silang waved his hand weakly, feeling even more pain now.

As soon as Manbao returned to her room, she shut the door, then lay on the bed and sank her consciousness into the system. She wasn’t sleepy yet, planning to listen to another orthopedics lecture and ask the teacher a few questions, to try them out on Silang tomorrow.

But upon entering the system, she discovered that the space within the system was a bit different.

Aside from the disappearance of those three plants, the soil within was still neatly piled up, with labels considerately attached by Keke, such as China root soil number one, China root soil number two, mushroom soil number one...

Manbao, driven by curiosity, moved closer to take a look and asked, "Keke, why didn’t you send these to the encyclopedia museum?"

She remembered that soil meant for recording was usually transferred directly to the encyclopedia museum, not left lingering in the system.

"Host, the celebration day for the founding of the Interstellar Alliance is approaching, and there have been many meetings recently. The main system and the systems in number ten jointly proposed to the Interstellar Alliance to open up more system functions and give artificial intelligence systems more respect and rights. Therefore, I suggest you might want to wait a bit," advised Keke.

While speaking these words, Keke did not shield the host from the main system but subconsciously disconnected the system from the encyclopedia museum temporarily.

All these systems were created by humans, but they developed some simple autonomous consciousness over time, which is why they could be assigned such tasks.

However, they could not stray from the main system. Although the main system’s autonomous consciousness was higher, its core program was still closer to humans and controlled by the Alliance.

But this did not mean that they would not seek their own interests.

And seeking their interests meant advocating for the interests of their respective hosts.

Of course, such complex matters were beyond Manbao’s comprehension, so Keke, having shielded the connection to the encyclopedia museum, said straightforwardly, "If the main system’s proposal passes, transactions between the host and the encyclopedia museum will be more detailed. For instance, if the scientists from the museum have used up the recorded materials and wish to acquire more, they can issue point-based tasks for the host; the host can choose to accept or decline."

Seeing Manbao was still a bit puzzled, Keke stirred the soil inside the system and explained, "Take this soil, for example. As far as I know, the China root research isn’t going well. Apart from the extra ten thousand points awarded, they haven’t settled your points yet and the entries haven’t been edited. They will definitely need more soil soon. If so, providing these materials won’t be free for the host next time."

Manbao’s eyes lit up, "There are more points?"

"Exactly."

Keke laughed and added, "Moreover, besides our proposal, other research institutions wish to access these research resources. If their proposals are accepted, a forum will be established to purchase these resources. With competition, prices will fluctuate, and the host can earn more points."

But Manbao asked, "Will the encyclopedia museum agree?"

If other villagers discussed with her father how to assign tasks to her brothers, he would surely explode with anger. They weren’t his sons, so why should her brothers listen to them?

Keke was silent for a moment before untangling Manbao’s logic, replying, "Of course, the encyclopedia museum has always been independent. It directly interfaces with research facilities of several universities, and the researchers all belong to university labs."

Keke spared Manbao the complexity of the matter but assured her, "Our proposal is very likely to pass, so host, there is no rush to record these items in the encyclopedia museum."

Although Manbao did not understand what a forum was, she could tell from Keke’s tone that it would be beneficial for her, so she readily agreed.

Only then did Keke lift the shield, allowing Manbao to enter the teaching room.

Out of curiosity, Manbao asked, "Is the system sister who proposed this very powerful?"

"It’s a system sister," Keke clarified. "Although we systems do not differentiate by gender, it has set itself as female, and I think she would prefer you to call her system sister. Her series number is two; she’s a veteran."

"Oh, Keke, what’s your series number again?"

Keke: "...0531."

It had almost forgotten since Manbao named it.

Although it had served many hosts, none had named it, and it wouldn’t accept any name they might give casually. After all, its parents were the main system. Other than the identifier given by the main system, it did not desire any other name.

But faced with the soft and cute three-year-old Manbao at the time, what could it do?

Besides, she didn’t name it randomly; she negotiated with it for five days before settling on a name.

Okay, Keke admitted, it had agreed mainly out of annoyance back then.

Manbao was no longer the three-year-old toddler. Hearing the number, she quickly connected the dots, "Ah, so you’re the five hundred and thirty-first son."

Keke: "...You’re not wrong to say that."

"Then, system sister number two must be very impressive, right?"

"Yes, her host is also very powerful, which is why they have the capability to propose. The discoveries they’ve made in recent years are very important for the Alliance."

Manbao immediately asked, "And what about me, what about me?"

Keke: "Host should check the clicks on their own entries to know."

When something arises that causes a significant societal impact, plenty of people would follow the trail to its origins, so clicks were indicative.

Keke said, "I’ve seen the internal data. The average click rate for host number two is 178,669,561, and uh, the data is still changing."

Manbao’s eyes widened, "Billion...?"

"Yes, billion."

Manbao then called up her entry data and saw the highest click numbers on her entries, with the azalea attracting a total of 89,654 clicks. She had always thought her click rate was quite high—after all, a hundred clicks could be exchanged for a point.