What's wrong with the binding eunuch system?

"The master of Biyuan Palace fell into Jingyu Pond!"

In the afternoon, the news flew to the ears of all the maids and eunuchs like stepping on the wings.

Kong Jiazi just snatched half a bowl of hot porridge, didn't care about the heat, and poured it into his stomach with his teeth bared. As he touched his stomach, he felt that his whole stomach was warming up, making him feel like he was alive at this moment.

He put the bowl aside, ignoring the resentful looks from the other children, stood up and moved his somewhat stiff limbs.

The monster who kept nagging in his mind finally realized something was wrong.

"Oh? Why can't I retreat? What did you do to me?" The voice of guide elf 311 was full of panic.

He is an ordinary office worker in the 22nd century, and he works for a giant game company. "The Eunuch Raising Plan" is just a very ordinary virtual raising game in the game, and he is faithful to the theme of becoming a god with krypton gold. , In the inner stage, the local rich gift package was launched, and even a 24-hour online artificial greeting service was specially provided for these local tyrants, which is the job of 311's current exclusive guide elf. Any request can be met, even if you are bored and let 311 sing a song, there is no problem, as long as you don't mind singing badly.

These days, who doesn't have a unique skill? 311 is a little popular among exclusive elves because of its unique rainbow farts and various cute tricks. You must know that with the development of the times, customers are becoming more and more difficult to serve. Like 311, the praise rate has reached more than 80.00% The ones are few and far between.

On this day, he lay down in the staff virtual cabin as usual, received the arrangement of the system, and connected to Kong Jiazi's interface, but who would have thought that this was a freak, no matter how cute he was, he didn't give him a half-word response.

His positive rating of more than 80.00% cannot be killed just like this. With such a heart, 311 persevered in bombarding Confucius in various languages.

As a result, he underestimated Kong Jiazi's determination, and after getting an emotional response from him about committing suicide, 311 panicked. He didn't want to get involved in a life lawsuit, especially a life lawsuit in the 22nd century.

The decline in job praise will decrease. Although there will be many follow-up effects, it is much better than being directly expelled from the company or even going to jail.

Then he found out—he couldn't force quit.

Kong Jiazi walked to the door of the room that was still open, and the cold wind outside hit his face fiercely, but he just lifted the clothes that had no thermal effect on his body, and 311 asked in horror: " What did you do? Confucius!"

Kong Jiazi turned his head to the side, and the other children huddled together. When they saw him turn around, they all lowered their heads to avoid his gaze.

What did he do?

He did nothing.

Kong Jiazi held the knife in his hand, and under the training of the cold wind, the blood aroused by the fight just now gradually cooled down.

He still remembered that he held the knife against the child's neck, grabbed the bowl that the child was holding vigorously with one hand, and uttered only one word from his mouth: "Let it go."

His hands didn't even tremble, and the despair and hatred in the eyes of the child held hostage by him didn't shake him a bit.

The Confucius family was about to go back when the eunuch sweeping snow in the courtyard muttered again, this time loudly.

"Hey, did you hear what the maid who just walked by said, a master fell into the Jingyu Pond just now!"

"Which master is not surrounded by seven or eight eunuchs and court ladies, how could he be so careless?"

"The little master of Biyuan Palace."

"Bi Yuan Palace? Isn't that the Leng Palace?!"

"Oh, keep your voice down, I really think that others don't know that you are discussing right and wrong here..." A little eunuch who heard it came out of the room, pointed to the eunuchs who were sweeping snow and started talking.

Kong Jiazi didn't listen any more, he turned back and walked to the stove, half-covering the open door so that all the heat wouldn't escape. He didn't care about other people, he was afraid that he would be blown sick by the wind.

As soon as he stepped forward, those children retreated one after another as if they had encountered the plague, leaving a large space for him.

The Confucius family didn't mind either. He enjoyed the warmth by the stove to himself. The porridge in the pot had been cleaned up long ago, and the broken bowls in the room were also cleaned up by these children. Jiazi just went to grab a ready-made one.

He knew that he would definitely be isolated if he acted like this, but at this time, he would rather be isolated than be bullied.Those children in the past teased him wantonly with his status as a criminal courtier, but now they have not entered the palace with him as eunuchs.

At this time, no one needs to look down on anyone.

The monster called 311 in his mind probably calmed down a little.

"Kong Jiazi, I beg you, please let me go, I'm just an ordinary person..." The man cried and begged.

Kong Jiazi fiddled with the firewood in the stove, but he still turned a deaf ear.

The voice never came back.

It feels so good to have clean ears.Thinking this way, Kong Jiazi finally exhaled lightly.

He rubbed the knife in his hand, and finally he was able to relax his mind and think about this monster that suddenly descended on him.

It has such great power, why should it beg for mercy from him.

Just like he was afraid that the monster would stay on him all the time, so could it be the same for the monster?

He remembered that the voice he heard at the beginning was different from the current 311. It is obvious that the two are not the same thing, and those so-called tasks, so-called rewards...

He repeated these two words silently in his mind over and over again.

The knife in his hand twirled quickly in his palm.

"Squealing——" The half-open door was pushed open from the outside to the inside.

An aging eunuch dressed more splendidly appeared in the children's eyes with a dust whisk in his hand.

He frowned slightly, and the dust whisk lightly covered his nose, standing next to him was the father-in-law who picked them up in the morning, at this moment, the father-in-law smiled flatteringly at the eunuch in front of him: " Manager Wu, what are you doing here? They just came in from outside the palace, and they haven’t been castrated yet. Be careful not to spoil your eyes, I have several smart ones..."

"No, I just picked it from here. It looks dirty on the outside, but it's clean on the inside." The manager Wu still covered his nose with the dust, and squinted at the father-in-law: "Your look is It's clean, but who knows what kind of virtue is behind it, the emperor lost his temper today, should I find another little eunuch who was secretly manipulated to kill the thirteenth prince?"

The father-in-law immediately slapped his mouth lightly with his hand: "This servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die."

The author has something to say: The setting of 311 is an ordinary person like us, a rather sad office worker, so he is the most innocent person in this article... sympathy jpg