The literary vest is wrong!

"Host..." The system that was just released from the small black room by Ueno Chuanzhu wanted to cry without tears, "Wow--Host, you are still alive, woooooo, I thought you were going to die, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

Ueno Chuanzhu raised his forehead: "It's over, let's go to the next world."

"Host, how did you do it? Space cracks are so dangerous..." The mechanical voice of the system sobbed, and reported the mission situation in this world, "The mission evaluation is also sss, congratulations to the host."

When they teleport the world, they have to transfer through the system space, but Ueno Chuanzhu stepped directly into nothingness, the system chip was in a trance, and suddenly realized whether he was following a big boss host——

But the host file is indeed a newcomer. Could it be that some of the above taskers felt bored and specially changed the file to play at the lower level? Otherwise, how can it be explained that the host is not even willing to go back to upgrade the authority.

"I'm indeed a newcomer, and I've only completed these three tasks so far." Ueno Chuanzhu yawned, responding to what the system said unconsciously, "As for why I didn't upgrade my authority, I didn't explain it to you before. Yet?"

"That's what I said." The system refreshed the mailbox and muttered softly, "Hey, host, there is a message on it."

It knew that the host's behavior of breaking into the space crack without any protection would definitely be noticed by the Transit Bureau. Even if Ueno Chuanzhu intercepted its help text message, it didn't mean that the higher-ups didn't know about it.

The system opened the message worriedly: "Dear Mr. Chuanzhu Ueno: I am very glad to work with you... This bureau has adjusted your authority—huh?"

"Host, the crossing bureau has adjusted your permissions. Do you want to check?" The system knows that Ueno Chuanzhu doesn't want to upgrade his permissions, he just wants to play. Now that the upper level has adjusted without authorization, the host will be unhappy, right?

Ueno Chuanzhu didn't respond, and responded casually: "Well, let's take a look."

"Hmm... In the future, the host can not only do random missions, but also choose missions by himself, hey! He has also opened up the authority for world missions of all levels, and the host can directly accept missions by leapfrogging."

The system is messed up, and the mind of traveling through the bureau is too big, is it because the host has solved the world malice that usually can only be solved by several people in three consecutive worlds, so he just let the boss go?

[That's it... that's fine, the system can help me choose a task. 】

Ueno Chuanzhu waved his hand and didn't care.

The system is tangled, it scans the complicated task list, thinking, the host has been busy (playing) for three worlds, how about letting him relax in the next world?

"How about this?" The system put the task details in front of Ueno Chuanzhu.

Ueno Chuanzhu glanced at it.

The system conscientiously explained: "There are no tasks in this world, and there is no need to solve the world's malice. It is considered a vacation world. If the host does not return to the time-traveling station to rest, should he go to this world to rest?"

The reason why there is no need to solve the malice of the world is because it has been wiped out by the previous host, the world has returned to peace, and there is no task to do.

[In this world, Nakahara was also influenced by the world’s malice. When he was 18 years old, he defected with Osamu Dazai and fled the port of Mafia. At that time, the malice that caused the distortion of the world has been eliminated. Now it is the timeline four years later, and Nakahara is also armed. Working in a detective agency. 】

[Because the host has been there before, this world has a good acceptance of visitors from other worlds, and there will not be too much rejection. The host can stay more comfortably. 】

System: "Host?"

Ueno Chuanzhu looked at the details of the mission, pondered for a moment, "Well... that's fine, let's go and play."

The system was very relieved, and responded decisively: "Okay!" If the host continues like this, its small core will not be able to stand it!

……

Zhongyuan Zhongya is also carrying out the work of catching mackerel every day.

Angrily, he held the fishing net, set it up in the downstream of the river, and waited for Osamu Dazai to float down from the upper reaches, then sat beside him with his arms crossed, waiting with a blank expression on his face.

"Damn Osamu Dazai... dumped my job again, committed suicide again, jumped into the river again, and asked me to fish again..."

Central Plains was also full of resentment, "Why did I leave the port of Mafia in a twitch at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have to face slippery mackerel every day now."

"Speaking of it, you are indeed a mackerel. You know how to enter the water every day. Why don't you just live in the water and be a fish? I don't know how other people can bear your temper..."

"Oh, it's really too bad." Just as Nakahara Nakaya kept saying bad things about Osamu Dazai, the fishing net he hung there moved, and a rather beating voice came out from inside, "I didn't expect to see Osamu Dazai again. Got picked up by a little guy, too bad too bad..."

"Shut up! You suicidal maniac!" Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up, stomped his feet so hard that even the ground was cracked, he twisted his expression, walked quickly to pull up the fishing net, and pulled the fish in the water. The bandage wrapped in waterweed was dragged to the shore, "Since you're done entering the water, hurry up and go to work for me!"

Osamu Dazai struggled weakly in the fishing net a few times, and shouted like a fool: "Don't! Don't want to work with the dwarf! Chuya should hurry back and find Mr. Mori, don't rely on the detective agency!"

"Go back to the fart! If you don't want to be with me, then quickly take over your own work and do it yourself! Don't drag me!" Zhong Yuanzhong also blurted out.

Osamu Dazai lay wet on the ground, and looked at him meaningfully: "Hey, does Chuya already hate Mr. Mori?"

"I..." Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his lips, "Anyway, I can't go back anyway."

Four years ago when he left the port of Mafia, he met his peers from other worlds. At that time, he was told that once he really left the port of Mafia, he would never go back.

The established destiny cannot be changed. After the world’s maliciousness is resolved, the world consciousness that eliminates external influences will determine this distorted world line. It is difficult for him to approach the Mafia building at the port, and he has no Dazai freedom yet. .

But he doesn't regret it... Even facing the mackerel every day is too annoying.

"Chuya~" Osamu Dazai said ripplingly, "Do you know what your expression looks like now?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

"It's almost like the young lady's self-pity after being abandoned by her lover~"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"If you want to die, I will help you now!" Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled up the fishing net, and was about to throw the person back into the water again.

"Ah, ah, the little dwarf is getting angry!"

Osamu Dazai waved his hands indiscriminately, "Help, there are slugs murdering humans!"

"shut up!"

When Zhongyuan Zhongye roared, there was a sudden sound of falling into the water not far away, and they stopped arguing and turned their heads to look.

After the splash, there was a hat and a wine bottle floating on the water, as well as a short figure with blond hair. He seemed to be drunk, his whole face was flushed, and he was floating towards them along the water.

Then it was hung on the fishing net that had not been completely put away in the Central Plains.