Chapter 156

Fanwaiyi

I'm Shun, number 2. Everyone calls me Ershun, which is one of the ten million systems produced in the main brain.

Since I have the original data, I have known a lot of things in the world. The only thing I don't know is where I come from. Other systems tell me that all systems are like this.

The main brain told me that my existence is to maintain the balance of the whole main world, so my task is to find a host in the main world, and then go to the small world to complete the task.

There are many kinds of small world, all derived from the main world. Although it is derived, since the small world has become an independent world, it is just a different name for our system.

I asked the brain why I'm called Shun.

The brain tells me that it's a mark rooted in my heart. Only I can know why I've been rooted in my heart since I have data.

I am very confused. In fact, since I have the original data, I have always been very confused. I don't know who I am or what I should do. Even though these questions seem to have definite answers, I am still confused.

Why am I called Er Shun? Is it true that, as other systems say, my original host gave me a name? Who was my original host? Have I helped that man finish the task? But why don't I remember anything.

Other systems can't answer this question because they have their own worries and doubts.

All the knowledge and data of the whole main world and countless small worlds are open to us. We can get any knowledge we want at will, and it doesn't take a certain amount of time for human beings to master it. We just need to download the data, analyze and store it, and then we can get a lot of human life-long summary in a few seconds or even shorter time The knowledge of.

But although we seem to know everything, there are always unanswerable questions.

I had been confused about this before, but when I met the first host in my memory, that moment gradually disappeared with my confusion. After getting along with him, he let me know:

- in this world, all living things and non living things that can think have their own life-long problems.

It's just normal.

Having said that, I would like to introduce my host, song Xuanhe.

It's a great name. The first time I heard the name, I felt a strong love mood in my heart - if the chip of the system can have such things as "mood".

I like him very much, very much.

It's hard for me to describe the feeling of meeting him for the first time, but it seems that I have known him for a long time and want to give him all the beautiful things, protect him and do everything for him.

In short, when I first met him, I knew he was my host.

It's amazing. When the main brain put me into the main world, I asked it what my mission goal was. If the main brain didn't answer, I asked other systems. They told me: when you get there, you'll know.

I was puzzled before, but the moment I saw song Xuanhe, I knew.

Song Xuan and I are the people I need to get along with.

It's strange that before I entered the main world or met song Xuanhe, I was not very interested in human beings. But after meeting him, I realized that human beings could be so lovely.

Song Xuanhe is very cute. This is the only adjective I can find.

In fact, he doesn't think so. It seems that adult men don't like this description, but even if I have a huge vocabulary, I can only describe him like this.

It's just that I know he won't be happy to be described like this, so I never told him how cute he is in my eyes.

Song Xuanhe once asked me why I chose him to enter another world.

I didn't answer because I knew he wouldn't believe me and said: the moment I saw you, I knew it was you. This kind of magical and absurd answer to him.

In fact, I have been wondering why I knew it was him the first time I saw him?

This problem has been with him and I in the small world for a long time.

During this period, I gradually get to know him, get familiar with him, and like him more.

After so many experiences together, it turns out that he is more worthy of my liking than I thought.

This makes me very happy, but also some expected feeling.

Probably, song Xuan and I blindly believe that he can do everything well.

I didn't quite understand where this blind trust and love came from until one day I saw a TV play in which the parents were so blind to their children.

Of course, song Xuanhe is tens of millions of times better than their children. It should be said that he is better than anyone's children, which I can guarantee with my top chip.But after thinking about this, I have new doubts.

Why do I treat song Xuanhe with the psychology of my elders?

Unfortunately, I couldn't figure it out until the end.

On the last day, song Xuan sat outdoors with the person he liked. He looked up at the stars. The person he liked, the protagonist of the world, had some problems with his body and could not bear his strong soul. So he was sleeping for a long time, and the same happened on that day.

The world was very quiet at that moment.

I feel very bad.

Because this is the first time I see song Xuanhe weeping in a sober state.

He asked me: is there really no other way to save Xiao yuanmu?

- Xiao yuanmu was his goal in this small world. Later, they became lovers. Strangely enough, I thought he was a good match for Xiao yuanmu, but after they were together, I felt that Xiao yuanmu was not good enough for song Xuanhe, my host. Whether he was good enough or not was a very subjective question. I should not have thought so, but I was inevitable Later, I thought of the TV series I had seen before and got the answer again. In the eyes of the elders, no one is worthy of their beloved children.

Not to mention this, I will always remember his eyelashes full of tears at that time. That scene always made me feel familiar and distressed.

So I ignored the warning sound in my ears and told song Xuan and a news I had hidden at the beginning -- soul repair liquid.

Song Xuanhe was very clever. He soon thought of the life disengagement converter from the soul repair fluid. That was something I guessed he would think of, but he held a glimmer of hope that he would not think of.

But he did.

The sound of a warning in my ear is getting louder and louder, and it seems to pierce my eardrum - if I have one.

But his eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, clear and clean, full of vitality and hope - I can never refuse him.

I ignored the sound of the siren and told him the use of the converter.

He asked me: "I give half of my life force to Xiao yuanmu. Can he survive?"

Sure, but I don't want you to.

This sentence lingered in the bottom of my heart for a long time, and I wanted to blurt it out countless times, even refused his request, but in any case, it couldn't be said.

Life withdrawal converter can help Xiao yuanmu live longer, but it does great harm to song Xuanhe's body and can't be reversed.

Xiao yuanmu is the protagonist in this small world. Even now that the plot is over, his soul is too strong to imagine. If song Xuan and he want to spend their lives to fill Xiao yuanmu's life, they will both spend their lives weakly.

I can't imagine song Xuanhe's weak, and I can't accept song Xuanhe's weak for the rest of his life - he can't stay up late because he's happy at work, he can't skydive and ski as he likes, he can't eat what he wants, he can't go where he wants, and he can't do it as he likes any more.

However, I can never refuse his request.

So I said: Yes.

Song Xuanhe was very happy, and directly said that he wanted to exchange for the life withdrawal converter.

When song Xuanhe said this, the sound of the alarm actually penetrated into my chip, trying to forcibly shut down my authority and let me leave song Xuanhe's body ahead of time.

However, the last item in the system manual: all goods in the system store are made up of system energy, part of the permissions are open to the host, most of the permissions are open to the system, and the ultimate exchange items are under the jurisdiction of the main brain (if the system forces exchange, the same energy will be extracted)

this means that I can force exchange.

The time of separation between song Xuanhe and me is getting closer and closer, and the control of the main brain over me is also slightly enhanced. When the energy is extracted and the data is confused, I seem to see the meaning of my name rooted in my heart in the rapidly sliding data stream.

A chubby little boy swaggered up to me, threw himself forward, hugged me, giggled, showed his two front teeth, and blurted out a word: Shun

There is a voice with a smile in my ear: we and Bao can't even call our parents. We called Shun Shun the first time we spoke.

Of course he was the first to call me.

I knew this little guy when you didn't know he existed. At that time, I swore with nine lives that I would take good care of him.

Mom and Dad, I have to protect him when you are not here.

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