Quick Travel: Almighty Butler

Although the smuggled bugs don't know why a villain has more luck and merit than the protagonist?

However, this does not delay keeping an eye on the opponent.

After making up their mind, they began to plunder quietly. Later, the other party seemed to have discovered something. After discussing with the system, the stowaway simply stopped and ate the other party directly.

He's just a villain. At worst, he can just devour the villain and use the villain's shell to play the part.

Then, his system was instigated.

The stowaway angrily asked the system why it betrayed him.

"Because you have no value at all. If you devour me, you will only get half of the merit and luck. But if I serve as the host of the system, all my luck and merit will be retained."

The stowaway disappeared and he was parasitized.

The system has been urging him to plunder the protagonist's luck. On the surface, he agreed, but in fact it was accelerating the progress of the world line.

It was not until the end, when he died at the hands of the protagonist, that the system discovered that it had been deceived.

He smiled. Although he didn't know how to kill the system, there were things in the system that could train the soul. The system was in his soul, so he wondered if he would eventually self-destruct the system if he refined the soul to the extreme. Did he die together?

Not sure, but I can give it a try.

So when he was about to die, he directly detonated his soul and took away the system.

The world consciousness was alarmed. Looking at the shattered soul and the breath of insects, and reading what happened at the scene, he immediately understood what was going on. The crying world consciousness was crying while collecting soul fragments.

In the end, only a piece as big as a palm was gathered together, and the sad world consciousness could only be placed in his own body to slowly grow. Later, after finally raising it to a solid point, he was sent to reincarnation to slowly complete his soul.

Because his soul was severely damaged, each life he lived was very short. However, with the continuous reincarnation, the time he survived continued to lengthen.

From the time when I was just born, I only lived a few days, to later I can live over 30 or [-] years old. This is a great progress.

In every reincarnation, the consciousness of the world is eager to bestow all the good things on him. It is as if the wind gets wind and the rain gets rain.

It's not an adjective, it really means that the wind gets the wind and the rain gets the rain.

If you want to go out and play, just say it and it will be sunny. If you want to see it rain, it will rain for you immediately.

Want to see snow?This won't work. You still have to follow the changes in the four seasons, but it can give you graupel. It's a bit bigger, but it's about the same as snow.

After doing this a few times, he was regarded as a god, or a god who descended to earth to endure calamities. After all, he had never seen someone so obedient.

He was enshrined, people knelt down and prayed, and the consciousness of the world helped him realize his wishes regardless of his permission. His miraculous effects were spread more widely, probably because he could see more while sitting on the altar. Yes, he wants everyone in the world to live well.

Even though his soul was shattered into pieces and his memory was gone, his philanthropic heart never changed, and the consciousness of the world was very happy.

But the human heart will never be satisfied.

He was killed, and the person who killed him was himself, and he was also the people who raised him to the altar, because some people said that he was a god descended to earth. Since he is a god, he must be able to bear the sins of others. He is so kind and will definitely do it. Agreed.

So he was put on the altar, people set fire to it, the world consciousness angrily extinguished him with torrential rain, people wanted to kill him with knives, the world consciousness chopped him to death with thunder and lightning, people were afraid, and started not to say that he was a god, but to say that he was a god. He is a monster, a monster, no one can kill him.

In the end, the people begged him to die. Looking at the people kneeling on the ground crying and begging him to die, he lowered his eyes and agreed.

He died by suicide.

The world consciousness never refuses his request, and this time is no different.

It's just that this is its favorite child. The world is too dirty and it can't put its favorite child in this environment. So it discussed with its friends and exchanged children. It wanted to put its world in order. , giving the best to its favorite child.

World Consciousness paid a lot of money to ask a friend to help take care of its cub, but was afraid that his cub would be bullied, so he ran here and took on a mission to ensure that his cub could live happily and comfortably in another world.

Of course, the memory needs to be cleared. This kind of bad memory will only affect your mood if you think of it in the future. The new life will naturally have a new atmosphere.

"So, my task is to protect him in another world and meet all his needs, right?" Shen Mingxuan asked, summarizing Ercon's world consciousness.

[Yes, please trouble you. I have already said hello to my friend. My cub has nothing to do with the other person’s world line. You just need to let him live his life safely and smoothly. His soul has not been completed yet. He can only live until he is about 30 years old.

When he dies, I will bring him back. I have opened the time progress of my world to the maximum. I have also set up the task of transforming the world in your space. I hope that when he comes back, I will enter the era of low-level technology and transform those All the foolish people have been transformed! 】World Consciousness replied.

Shen Mingxuan: ...Although I don’t understand the world of child control, the other party is really rich!

He paid a price to ask other world consciousnesses to help take care of him, asked him to escort him, and gave his main system space the task of transforming the world.

Shen Mingxuan admitted that he was sore.

He is the kind of person who raises two worlds by himself. Except for the first world consciousness that his fathers gave him a lot of luck and merit from the time he went on a mission, he has nothing. This kind of childish control of the world consciousness is his second. See you once.

"Do you need me to communicate with the consciousness of another world?" Shen Mingxuan, who seemed to be standing under a lemon tree eating lemons, calmed down and asked thoughtfully.

[No need, I've already said it. You can teleport directly to this location. My cub has nothing to do with the world line. You just need to protect my cub. ] World Consciousness sent a transmission address to Shen Mingxuan and gave instructions again.

"Okay, I have accepted the mission, and I will start preparing for the transmission now." Shen Mingxuan responded.

After saying that, he put the character card on himself and began to input the teleportation world. The next second he disappeared from the place.

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"It is said that 300 years ago, the Wanjia Sect, which is famous for its institutions, worked hard to cast an artifact. This artifact was made of meteorite iron. It looks like a human, but it is a mecha puppet. It is extremely brave. Once it recognizes its owner, it will He will be loyal and loyal, and there are rumors that this mecha puppet can conquer the world."

"Then where is this mecha puppet now?"

In the teahouse, the storyteller was telling anecdotes. After hearing such magical things, the listeners couldn't help but ask.

"Well..." The storyteller opened his mouth but didn't say anything further.

The listeners are all old acquaintances, and no one knows how he treats Joe.

"Old man Liu, you're so stingy, you're so appetizing. Here, I'll buy you tea with these two pennies. Let's talk quickly."

"Really, the waiter will serve you Uncle Liu a dish of Shu, so that he won't have to take the Joe."

"Here, give me, three cents to buy your mouth."

……

All kinds of jokes were directed at the old man sitting in the middle of the teahouse.

The old man wasn't angry either. On the contrary, he was extremely cheerful. He quickly picked up the money thrown on the table, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After collecting the money, the old man didn't show off and continued talking.

"300 years ago, the Wanjia Sect was destroyed overnight. Everyone has heard of this, right? I heard that the Wanjia Sect cast this puppet and wanted to attach a soul to this artifact, so its caster I plan to use the lives of the entire sect’s disciples to enlighten it.”

"Wait a minute, mecha puppet, can something made of dead matter still have a soul?" The old man was interrupted again before he finished speaking.

"Hey, the main reason is that this puppet is made exactly like a real person and can move. Many artifacts require human lives to be sacrificed to be so brave. This puppet is so powerful, so naturally more people are needed to sacrifice it."

The old man said matter-of-factly.