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Qin Su is the first tasker who is evolving.

The system has never seen this situation, but as more and more data is split, it ignores one of the most important problems.

That is the binding system of the host, and the data extended by the host itself is gradually assimilating it.

Until the end, it became the host's system, not the fast traversal system.

With the improvement of data, Qin Su has more and more abilities. Not only can he remember what happened in the mission world, but he can even change the mission timeline and basic settings at will. Because it cannot be discovered by the main system, Qin Su does not There is no publicity, and there is a systematic cover for every small action. To some extent, it is just a shortcut, not really lazy.

He has only one purpose.

An Mo looked at Qin Su in a daze, and pointed to himself, "Me?"

"Yes." Qin Su said without denying, "At first, I only remembered you."

He only remembered that a person named An Mo was very important to him.

"I haven't changed my name. My name has always been An Mo." An Mo said, "What about you? Why did you change your name?"

"Because of ability." Qin Su said: "In the first mission, I was also named Qin Su. Later, I began to evolve and have the ability to change names. In every world, I will reduce the possibility of repeated names."

"why?"

"In this way, it will not be noticed by the main system."

An Mo didn't quite understand.

"For the main system, it is not a name that is repeated all the time. In the mission world, it may just be an insignificant passer-by." Qin Su took the initiative to explain: "If I keep using the name Qin Su, the main system will always check The status of my mission."

An Mo was silent for a few seconds, "So I've been being watched all the time?"

"More than that." Qin Su smiled: "Countless taskers will be paid attention to."

Qin Su's evolution was an accident. To put it simply, all his decisions now are exploiting loopholes in the main system. If he wants to control his life by himself, he must temporarily hide in a dark corner that the main system cannot detect and improve himself silently.

In the well-regulated mission world, he is like an outlier, if detected by the main system, he will be eliminated.

An Mo closed his eyes, his trembling red lips seemed to be chewing and digesting the sudden information.

Subverted his worldview.

To some extent, An Mo is a very Buddhist person.At first he was tormented by illness and spent the rest of his life lying on the hospital bed. He imagined that he played different identities in multiple worlds and lived a life that did not repeat itself.So when he is bound by the system after death and knows that his mission coincides with his fantasy, he is happy.

Life is as beautiful as I imagined, who cares about the larger organization behind the system?

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Qin Su obviously understood his concerns.

"It's okay." Qin Su coaxed softly: "I came to see you this time only because I miss you."

An Mo looked at him with a moved expression, "How did you find me?"

"Personal ability." Qin Su said, "I can know where you are, including the mission world."

An Mo: "...So you have accompanied me through many mission worlds, haven't you?"

Qin Su didn't answer, but smiled, as a tacit consent.

An Mo's heart became more and more chaotic.

Does he like Qin Su?Obviously, he didn't know how to answer this question.

Now he must like it and want more.

But all of this seemed too weird, and there was no perfect answer that could convince him.

"I'll give you time." Qin Su said softly: "As long as you don't leave, I won't disappear. So, can you take me in for a few days?"

of course.

An Mo nodded, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly preoccupied.

After a few days of separation, the two lived together again.

However, this time they don't have to go to work or socialize, they just need to nest in this house, eating, drinking, sleeping and chatting every day, watching them suddenly, and feeling a little empty and boring.

This night, I decided to eat hot pot. The refrigerator, which will never be empty, slowly filled the ingredients. An Mo picked out a spicy hot pot base from the cabinet, and shook Qin Su who was washing the vegetables.

"Eat this."

"Yeah." Qin Su glanced at it, "I can eat spicy food."

"I like spicy hot pot." An Mo said kindly, "Because I was not allowed to eat it before."

Having been with An Mo for so long, Qin Su has always communicated with him as if he knew An Mo, but in fact, he didn't know anything about the time before he was taken over by the fast travel game.

The action of washing vegetables stopped, and the water droplets slid down the hand to the fingertips, and dripped into the empty sink.

Tick, tick.

The sudden silence that enveloped the kitchen made An Mo subconsciously raise his head and look at Qin Su.

But it happened to crash into a pair of deep eyes.

"What's wrong?" An Mo stood up in confusion.

"Would you like to talk about the past?" Qin Su put the washed vegetables into the water-controlling basin with skillful movements, as if he was just casually chatting with An Mo while he was busy with work.

An Mo was willing to pick up this kind of sudden conversation about the topic of the past.

It's not that he can't mention his past, on the contrary, since he started to do the task, he has no chance to mention it to others.

"Before, it was very ordinary."

There are many sick people in the world, and An Mo also knows that he is just one of them.

So he can't blame whether God is fair or not, because the rules of survival are like this, just like the moon waxes and wanes, who can guarantee that his life will be smooth?

After staying in the hospital for a long time, he observed a lot. He still remembers going to the hospital for reexamination when he was a child. He saw those outsiders standing outside the hospital in the early morning waiting for the morning expert number. , only feel melancholy.

Later, with the development of the Internet and the progress of the times, it is possible to register online, but there are still some adults who are not very familiar with the Internet, and they stand at the hospital gate early, waiting for the registration window to start working.

"Because I've been in the hospital, I've seen more scenes of petty citizens."

It used to be his motivation to get up and go for a walk every morning.

"Seeing more people, people with various personalities, and people doing different things is the motivation for me to take a walk. At that time, I was still a little childish. I always felt that since I was already sick, I would break the can. Lie on the hospital bed until you die..."

He felt the man beside him chopping vegetables, and then smiled and said: "Don't worry, those are all over, you should concentrate, don't cut your hands."

Qin Su nodded, and seemed to let out a hum from his chest.

"Afterwards, I couldn't walk around casually." Recalling the past, An Mo was not sad, but a little bit sad, "Anyway, I don't feel any pain, because if I have been sick for a long time, it will become a habit."

These words were not summed up by him, but heard from a little girl in her teens.

That was when he was still able to move around, sitting in a chair in the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, wearing a hospital gown, looking indifferently at the long lines.At some point, a thin-looking little girl in her teens was sitting beside him. She was eating a bun with a bun in her hand.

An Mo looked at her twice at that time, the little girl generously raised the bun and asked An Mo if he would like to have a bite.

Facing the kindness, An Mo showed a shallow smile and shook his head.

When the little girl withdrew her hand, An Mo saw her hands holding the steamed stuffed bun—the ten fingers had no fingernails and were covered with brown scabs, and the palms were also like this. Don't look red and swollen, and the cracked scabs seemed to flow out Bloody water, the girl wiped it with a tissue in her hand from time to time.

This should be a kind of skin disease. People like An Mo who have never had a skin disease are in pain, but the girl looks like she is okay, staring at the long queue while eating buns.

"Does it not hurt?" An Mo lowered his voice and asked her in a low voice.

The girl blinked at him, then looked at her hands, and suddenly smiled.

"I'm used to it."

Looking at the girl's smile, An Mo felt an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart.

Returning to the present, An Mo is feeding beef into the boiling hot pot.

"At that time, I was thinking that if I got such a disease suddenly, I would have to die from the pain." He looked at Qin Su and smiled softly, "Now I suddenly understand what she said, because time can really erase the pain." Ease all pain."

Experienced, does not mean to always remember.

Qin Su, who has been talking eloquently, seemed to have lost the ability to speak. He sat quietly opposite An Mo, watching and talking about the past with a smile.

He couldn't understand the sadness and grief in it.

But he knew that these things had been a double torture to An Mo, both mentally and physically.

The process of eating was a bit depressing. Of course, it was not the two of them that brought the depression, but the memory that seemed light but actually heavy.

Halfway through eating, Qin Su suddenly put down his chopsticks, looked up at An Mo, and pursed his lips, "Want to hear the conversation between my system and yours?"

An Mo's eyes lit up slightly, "Can you hear me?"

"Of course." After speaking, Qin Su didn't do anything, not even a slight pause.

The room suddenly thought of two identical mechanical sounds, but with different emotional expressions.

【Do not you upset!How could there be such a system you hate! 】

[I'm just doing what I should do. 】

[So annoying, let me out quickly, I want to be with my dear host! 】

【no. 】

【If your host hurts my host, I will fight you and grab your data for my own use! 】

【casual. 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

……

An Mo was silent for a few seconds, then winked at Qin Su.

Qin Su withdrew his voice in understanding.

"I can hear the voice of my system." Finally, unable to control it, An Mo laughed, "It can't see me now, can it?"

"Well." Qin Su said: "Of course, if you want to communicate with it, I can also turn off the shield."

"No, it's really noisy, let your system take care of it." An Mo shrugged and continued eating hot pot.

After listening to the frenzied episode of the system just now, the dining atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed.

Hot pot, the more you eat, the happier you will be.

After dinner, the two of them cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen together.

The lights in the kitchen were off, An Mo turned his head sideways, and Qin Su's three-dimensional thin face was reflected in the light and darkness.

A dark light flashed across his eyes, he curled his lips into a smile, and looked away.

"I never asked you..."

"You come to me and tell me everything."

"Are you not afraid that I will report you?"

The author has something to say: it's almost over!There should be no extras in this article, and the volume "Reality and Illusion" will explain everything clearly.