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An Mo's mind was in a mess.

Rao is a smart person, and he can't follow a clue that is close to the truth amidst one after another of accidents, let alone he is not a noble bystander.

He is just a dull participant.

What he thought was a system bug, from the system's point of view, someone deliberately brought him into another illusion. Not only that, that illusion was extremely private, and the system that had accompanied An Mo in countless mission worlds was unexpectedly unable to enter.

During the period when An Mo lost his voice, the system reported the situation to the main system. The main system had reason to suspect that he was accidentally involved in other mission worlds or other people's illusions, so they checked them one by one.

At this moment, he was thrown out of the illusion.

Everything seems too coincidental.

Qin Su may not know everything.

The few days were like a dream. He recalled the details of getting along with Qin Su, and the ingenuity that he had overlooked was like an unfolding scroll for him to enjoy.

During the chat, the names of the long-haired cat and the big golden retriever were inadvertently revealed; when I went to work for the first time after a long vacation, I asked Secretary He to pick me up at noon; He said his name lightly, which solved An Mo's long-standing embarrassment of not knowing how to address him.

Every detail is worth scrutinizing.

An Mo stayed where he was for a while, and the system's non-stop voice rang in his ears, but he didn't hear a word.

Until the system complained, he asked him vigorously: "Host, when will we start the next mission?"

An Mo opened his mouth and subconsciously refused, "No..."

"Huh? Does the host want to rest for a while?"

"I still don't understand something." An Mo replied ambiguously: "Maybe it will only take a while, please don't talk, just wait for me."

When An Mo spoke, the system had always been obedient, and in its view, its beautiful host hadn't recovered after going through such a bad time, and it should take more time to calm down the fear in his heart.

Sure enough, the system didn't speak any more, and An Mo let time pass by in silence.

Finally, raised his head.

It's definitely not enough to think on his own. He thought about it and planned to start with the system.

His understanding of the system is very one-sided. He remembers the whole process from his own death to being taken in by the Fast Travel Agency. Because he has no memory of doing missions, these memories are almost floating on the surface and do not need to be excavated.The Quick Transmigration Bureau assigned him an exclusive system, and the system followed him all the time. To a certain extent, they were work partners and the only life partners in this endless work environment.

"System, you are my system, right?"

Hearing this, the whole system became happy: [Yes, I am the host's system! 】

Very good, the little fool's system is securely installed.An Mo continued to ask: "Then I want to ask you something, if you can answer it, tell me the truth, okay?"

【Of course!I will never hide it from you! 】

"Let me ask first. If there are any questions you can't understand, I'll answer them after I finish asking, okay?" An Mo slightly curled his lips, a charming smile bloomed on his handsome face.

[Don't worry, even if there is something I don't understand, I will study it myself, and I will never waste your tongue! 】

This system is simple and cute.

After greeting the system in advance, An Mo was not afraid that the question he asked would make it suspicious.

After a pause, he said suddenly: "This space is not very good, not suitable for small talk, can I take you to a fantasy space?"

【Ok, Ok! 】

An Mo immediately imagined a small room with a sofa, pastries, and black tea.

This time he was not sucked into the world where Qin Su was. The room was so small that An Mo didn't even imagine the scenery outside the window.

"System, are you still there?"

[I'm here, host, don't worry, I will definitely not leave the host this time! 】

While An Mo let out a breath, he was also a little disappointed.

It was not sucked in again...

If he could return to that world again, An Mo would not have to chat with the system, he might ask Qin Su directly.

I always feel that the relationship between him and Qin Su is much closer than that with the system.

Could it be that Qin Su really danced on his own conditions for choosing a mate?

Returning to the present moment, An Mo cleared his throat and took a sip of tea pretendingly.

"The first question, I just heard you say that after you couldn't find me, you reported to the main system. The main system checked every mission world and illusion. I can understand the mission world, because it has always been in that space dimension On the surface, there will be no disappearance, but I don't quite understand the illusion."

[Why don't you understand? 】

"Because you said that the illusion is created by the imagination of the tasker when he was in the transfer station. How can we check for this kind of intangible fantasy?"

The system was silent for a few seconds, and the short silence made An Mo feel a little uneasy.

But soon it answered.

[Although it is a fantasy space, no matter how you imagine it, the final result will be perceived by the main system. 】

Its answer also made An Mo understand for a while before he understood what he meant.

That is to say, there is a special dimension of space that is used to condense fantasy space for taskers. Once the illusion is born, it will definitely be in this dimension of space. It is also expected that the main system can detect it.

An Mo nodded, and sighed: "There are so many fantasy spaces, it's very troublesome to check them all."

[No trouble, the fantasy space will disappear as the missioner leaves there, and it won't stay there for a long time. 】

An Mo's eyes widened slightly, "Will the illusion disappear?"

【That’s right, it’s like we’re here now, and when we go out in a while, this place will disappear.Even if the host imagines such a space next time, it will be a brand new one, just like the sun rising every day. 】

Today will never become yesterday, even though you may be doing the same thing two days in a row.

In a daze, An Mo felt a suffocating boredom welling up in his heart. When he thought that the world he had lived in no longer existed, his heart was flustered, and he even had the urge to cry.

Yet he can't show it because the system is still here.

It's not that he doesn't trust the system, but that the relationship between him and the system is not intimate at all.

If he really has other ideas that do not conform to the rules of the fast-travel game, the system may not necessarily support him at that time.

An Mo's mood dropped visibly with the naked eye. After observing the system, he asked cautiously, "Host, what's the matter with you?" 】

"It's nothing." An Mo squinted his eyes, hiding the sourness and grief in his heart, and said, "Actually, I have appeared in a phantom that made me feel relaxed during this period of time. I am still a little bit reluctant to think that I will never go back again." Woolen cloth."

[The host can imagine!Imagine every flower, plant and tree in that world, and the life you want to continue. 】

How could it be the same...

An Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, and the smile didn't hit his eyes.

When he thought that that world might no longer exist, he felt sad for a while.It stands to reason that this kind of melancholy and excessive emotion should not occupy his heart for too long, after all, it is just someone else's illusion and has nothing to do with him, but after hearing the words of the system, he is very worried that there are elements of his own fantasy in that illusion.

In that case, once he left, wouldn't that world collapse in half?

[Does the host have anything else to ask? 】

"Well...it's about the mission." An Mo lost all emotion when he spoke, and his tone was very calm, "I want to remember the memory of the mission world, can you help me?"

[Not very good. ] This time the system did not hesitate, and directly replied: [We do not have permission to do so. 】

"Then I don't choose to clear the memory, but now I choose to keep the memory?"

[No way, there is only one chance to choose. 】

All doubts and guesses are locked deep in my mind by sealed and forgotten memories.

Who is Qin Su?Are these two words his real name?Why does it feel familiar?If, as he had guessed, he was an independent individual, or even another tasker, how did he discover himself?And why did he act so intimately with himself with peace of mind?

That sense of familiarity is as if the two have experienced many hardships together.

There is a voice crying deep in the soul, they are acquainted, even know each other and stay together.

But there is no evidence.

There is not a single piece of evidence that they should have known each other.

"That is to say, no matter how many missions I do in the future, I will forget the content of the mission and the people I met, right?"

[Theoretically speaking, this is the case. 】

"What if I want to remember?"

[Sorry, host, this question is beyond the scope of my answer. It's not that I can't answer it, but I don't know how to answer it.From the beginning to the end, none of the taskers wanted to change the memory selection. 】

To put it bluntly, this question is beyond its cognition, even if it wants to answer An Mo, it doesn't know how to reply.

An Mo let out a long breath.

"last question."

Probably can also feel that the system permissions have boundaries, and Anmo ruled out a few more advanced problems.

"You'll always be with me, won't you?"

The system was so moved that it was about to cry: [Host woo woo woo, although you always disliked me as a nympho in the mission world, I know that you still love me! 】

"You just have to answer me yes or no."

【yes! 】The system solemnly replied: 【I will always be with the host! 】

"Will you stay with me no matter what choice I make?"

【Yes! 】

"Even if the task failed? Or too lazy to do the task?"

【Of course, it's only human nature! 】

With what the system said, An Mo was relieved.

"In that case... then let me rest for a while."

【OK! 】

An Mo did not leave this small room, but based on this small room, he imagined the layout of the whole room.

In fact, fantasies are illusory, and even a system that can speak and communicate is more real than it.

As for the outside world, An Mo couldn't be bothered to use his brain, so he just imagined the background of the world when he was still alive.

At that time, he was just a dying young patient on the hospital bed. He couldn't stand the pain and tortured, and finally passed away.

The impression of the past is still very deep, but An Mo no longer wants to recall the scene when he was in the hospital bed.

The author has something to say: Qin Su: Here I come.

An Mo: Are you going to force your way into my illusion?

Qin Su: Just squeeze you in by force.

An Mo:? ? ?

System: Crazy!Daring lunatic!