Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

As an auxiliary system, helping your own guardian is the highest instruction engraved in their code. The continuous failure made the auxiliary system force Lynch to end today's class immediately and take a rest. If he enters the virtual copy again, he chooses the wrong option. The copy is gone.

Lynch obediently agreed, and sat there watching the bloody horror movie that the system played for him, which made his head, which already had sequelae, even more dizzy and nauseous.

After shivering for a while, Mo Yin also came out. Seeing Lynch's colorful facial expressions, he said speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

Lynch trembled, "Watch, watch a movie..."

"What movie did you watch to scare you like this?"

Lynch shared the permission with Mo Yin, and Mo Yin glanced at the movie screen, "That's it?"

Lynch's face was a little pale, "It's too scary."

Mo Yin looked at it and laughed, "The filming is too fake, it won't be able to spurt so much blood when stabbed at this angle."

Mo Yin explained to Lynch from multiple angles how unrealistic the pictures in the movie were, and successfully made Lynch vomit, retching for a long time.

Satisfied, Mo Yin raised his legs and saved another child who had gone astray, goodjob.

After the course was over and the two of them finished communicating, Lin Qi was surprised to find that Mo Yin got a high score of five points in the virtual copy. After careful questioning, he realized that this was not the first time Mo Yin had participated in this kind of re-employment training. up.

Lynch wondered, "Why did you come to this course?"

Would a natural person as powerful as Mo Yin also destroy the small world?

Mo Yin gave him a meaningful look, "Children shouldn't be so curious."

Lynch didn't ask any more questions, and had no intention of prying into Mo Yin's privacy.

Mo Yin passed on some of his summed up experience, "Generally speaking, when the alliance catches you and gets you a job again, it's actually because they think you have something wrong with what you did in the small world, so after entering the virtual copy of the training, as long as you don't be yourself, you can basically Passed smoothly."

Not being yourself... sounds cruel and cruel, but it does seem to be the truth.

Lynch thought to himself how bad he was, and he needed to stop being himself to return to work. This was a kind of denial of his whole being. For a moment, Lynch even had the idea of ​​resigning. Lynch was taken aback.

When he first joined the job, he had a firm belief that he wanted not to embarrass the synthetic man, and he had to persevere no matter what difficulties he encountered. How could he have such an idea so easily?

Maybe it's too much to 'deny myself', Lynch thought in surprise, there was a very strong voice in his heart - to cherish and love himself, he can't sacrifice himself without bottom line like this, that voice I don't know where it came from, but when Lynch noticed it, his heart was trembling back and forth, so Lynch had to raise his hand to hold down the crazy beating heart.

what happened to him?

Lynch looked at the face reflected in the car window, his brows and the corners of his lips were tightly furrowed, as if he had a lot of thoughts on his mind.

Lynch was stunned, and raised his hand towards the car window. The vague light blue shadow in the car window was still frowning tightly, and a slender and thin hand wanted to touch that face, but it was always The shadow on the car window touched it, and the palm of his hand was pressed against the cold car window, as if he had touched himself in another world.

Lynch withdrew his hand suddenly, as if his heart had been stabbed by a needle.

He's really weird.

After returning to the residence arranged by the alliance, Lynch fell on the bed exhaustedly. The ceiling was as dazzling white as the classroom. Lynch opened his eyes wide, and his thoughts slowly emptied. When he closed his eyes, his mind was also pure white. It was empty, as if something had been lost.

By the way, he lost the memory of re-entering the small world to do tasks.

The heart began to beat irregularly again, Lynch took a deep breath, what did he forget?He cared too much, and Lynch couldn't ignore the voices that kept emerging in his heart, so he stood up and contacted the alliance directly.

"Hello, what help do you need?"

"I want to get back my extracted memory."

"Sorry, it has been destroyed."

A great loss hit Lynch. He was stunned for a long time. He didn't even notice when the alliance customer service went offline. Facing the empty online, Lynch originally wanted to say...he wanted to quit the guardian.

This sentence was so choked in his throat that Lynch couldn't summon up the courage to say it a second time. He still remembered how much he wanted to be a qualified guardian, and he couldn't just give up like this.

Lynch, who went to the training the next day, was like a wilted flower. He had a dream all night, and in the dream, people who couldn't see their faces sang poems around him, which made Lynch flustered.

Mo Yin entered the virtual copy earlier than him. Mo Yin was already at work when Lin Qi passed by. He looked at Mo Yin enviously, thinking that it would be great if his mind was as strong.

"Guardian, I must warn you, you need to choose carefully and seize the last chance, otherwise the copy will collapse, and there will be corresponding punishment measures."

Lynch was stunned, and said cautiously: "What do you mean by punishment?"

"You will experience the setting experience of the character Lynch 100% realistically."

Lynch almost took a breath, "No, it won't be from..."

"It's just what you think, from the night I was eunuched when I entered the palace at the age of seven." The system bit the word 'eunuch' very humanely.

The retreat drum in Lynch's mind immediately played the flight of the wild bee, and the system told him clearly: if you enter this door, unless you are eunuched, don't even think about going out.

All the front and back roads were blocked, Lynch could only barely do a little psychological construction for himself, and stepped into the virtual copy again.

The scene has changed, and the Leng Gong looks like the same Leng Gong, the cold snowflakes are slowly falling, falling on the cheeks and turning into water, Lynch shivered from the cold, he really didn't have enough clothes on his body, the dark blue eunuch uniform was caught A layer of cotton wool felt like hide-and-seek, but it didn't do much to resist the cold, and a vermilion food box was lifted by the frozen arm.

"Lin Qi and Liu Yan have been together in the cold palace for two years. The growing Liu Yan has surpassed you in physique. From being bullied and squeezed by you at the beginning to being equal to you, there are only two of you in the cold palace. Gradually, they became close. On this day, the little Qianzi from the imperial dining room asked you to inject a slow poison into Liu Yan’s meal. He promised you freedom, prosperity and wealth after the event was completed. The poison had already been placed in the food box. The options are as follows: A will not kill the world for himself, and he will give it to Liu Yan calmly. B, we are already friends, I can’t harm him, and tell Liu Yan the whole thing.”

The food box in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy, and Lynch's fingers were too stiff to stretch. He said with difficulty: "System, I don't understand. How can this be something a tool person should do?"

The system patiently said: "The role of the tool man is to let the hero's growth curve climb naturally. If you want to temper a person's will, you must let him experience more suffering and wind and rain."

Lynch still couldn't be persuaded, how could this be considered training?It's just pure hurt, and yes, maybe someone can gain power from hurt, but does that power really bring happiness?

"Guardian, I have to remind you that whether the male lead is happy or not is not part of your consideration. Your consideration should be based on whether the male lead can become the world's hegemon with your help."

The voice of the auxiliary system was very soft, and what he said seemed to make sense, but Lynch just couldn’t take that step. The snow kept falling, and it gradually piled up on Lynch’s head and shoulders. Slowly soaked, Lynch became a little snowman.

"What are you doing standing there?"

A hoarse voice sounded behind him. Lin Qi wanted to turn around to look at the grown-up Liu Yan. His neck joints were too frozen to move. When he moved his lips and exhaled hot air, he even froze his mouth.

The food box in his hand was suddenly pulled away, Lin Qi tilted his head, Liu Yan finally walked in front of him, snowflakes stuck to Lynch's eyelashes, Lynch's eyelashes shook violently, and a drop of melted snow came out Water slowly flowed down his pale cheeks.

Liu Yan stood still.

He waited two years.

From the moment he defeated Ling Xuefeng, the world suddenly trembled and distorted, and he had no time to chase even a shadow of Lynch.

He is the god of data, trapped in the wall of data.

When he felt Lynch appearing again, he almost thought it was a dream.

Lynch's sudden disappearance once again made him feel that it was indeed a short-lived dream.

But unwilling and unwilling to believe, staying in this world hard, he dare not do anything other than character setting and plot, to bear the suffering that this character deserves bit by bit, he is no longer so sure Confidence, there is a stronger force above the data, this place will collapse at any time, and Lynch may never come back.

Facing a soulless 'Lynch', he could only choose to wait silently, waiting for those eyes to be filled with bright light again.

He already... can't afford to lose.

"You don't want to give me food?" Liu Yan lowered his head and suppressed the tears in his eyes, and said hoarsely, "You dog slave."

Liu Yan wanted to pull Lynch's hand, but he didn't dare, the world was more fragile than he imagined, so he could only push Lynch hard and impatiently push Lynch into the house according to the design.

It was still cold in the house, there was no charcoal basin, and the cold wind rolled snowflakes whizzing in through the gaps in the windows. Liu Yan put the food box and used old clothes to block the gaps. His hands didn't feel cold anymore, he rubbed his hands and turned around, Lynch was still standing motionless beside the food box like an ice sculpture.

Liu Yan sharply fixed her eyes on the food box.

Something must have happened to Lynch. He could feel some changes in Lynch. The strange and familiar feeling was like meeting Lynch for the first time in the small world.

The temperature difference between inside and outside made Lynch's body quickly wet. He was like a newly formed water ghost, ignorantly preparing to kill someone.

Liu Yan walked over, put his chilblain-covered knuckles on the food box and gently opened it. The food inside was very ordinary, completely cold, and there was no trace of heat. Liu Yan glanced at Lin Qi who was dripping with water. Why is it necessary to stand outside with the food box for so long without moving?He wondered in his heart what story would happen between 'Liu Yan' and 'Lynch' in this world.

As he rolled his eyes, he figured it out.

Liu Yan picked up the clear vegetable soup with little water in it, sat down naturally and took the steamed buns to dip them in.

"No——" Lynch's lips were frozen stiff, and he pressed Liu Yan's hand with one hand, and the cold temperature in his palm was transmitted to the back of Liu Yan's hand. Liu Yan was nostalgic for a moment, and immediately opened his hand mercilessly. He said viciously: "Don't be disrespectful in this cold palace. I am the master and you are the slave. You will only eat when I have leftovers. If you refuse to accept, we will fight again."

His tone was harsh and sharp, he was the little prince who had been hurt badly, and his eyes were as gentle as a spring breeze, blowing to Lynch's eyelashes, the indescribable warmth made Lynch who was immersed in the ice water shudder. A little trembling, the tick-tock stream of water flowed down the top of his head, and his face was covered with concerned eyes.

Liu Yan stared at him, yelled at him with warning and concerned eyes, raised the vegetable soup and took a sip, "Don't look, it's not for you."