After the system became a teddy bear, the roommate took a fancy to it

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But the road to revenge is always difficult and bumpy, such as having to endure the young couple who show their affection on the road.

"Can you two go back to your room to do this kind of thing in the future? You don't feel ashamed." Huang Jian frowned, his expression as if he saw something dirty: "Could it be an honor to be gay?"

Zhao Huayuan looked up at him provocatively: "I take care of the person I like, so it's not your turn to bark like a single dog?"

Single dog Huang Jian put on a hat to cover his strange dog ears, and left with disgust and disdain.

He should be moving here soon, 422 isn't worried about that.

The problem now is that, based on the data captured yesterday and Huang Jian also showing the characteristics of a dog during the day, Rhubarb's obsession is not generally strong.

He thought of the dog's desperate struggle between his arms last night, the eyes full of abandonment and pain of being extremely trusting in him, and the anxious barking behind the door.

To be honest, he has never paid attention to animals before. Most of the time, animals are just supporting characters in their scripts, props used to promote the development of the plot.

Outside of the script, the emotions of animals are so passionate, so passionate that they can even surpass humans if they have the slightest chance.

If you want to solve the rhubarb matter, especially if you want to clear the rhubarb's memory, you need to operate in the main space.

And changing dogs is not something that can be done in a day or two.

No matter how you look at it, you need to contact Miss 33, the supervisor.

Today is a day off, let's ask again on Monday.

422 planned this way.

Zhao Huayuan came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, hugged him from behind with hands that smelled of lemon dish soap, and pressed his palms on his abdomen: "Is the burnt area better?"

"It's fixed." 422 flicked the back of his hand, signaling him to let go: "It's no use talking about buying medicine. If you have money to buy those things, why don't you give me the money."

"Okay, I can give you the bank card, and hand over the salary." Zhao Huayuan replied very simply.

"..." I have seen this kind of line many times in romance scripts, and it is absolutely unacceptable.

Zhao Huayuan let the back of his hand turn red, not only did not let go, but tightened his grip even more.

He put his head on the shoulder of the person in front of him, and asked in a low and difficult voice: "Being divided into %2F corpses...is this how you die?"

Of course not, 422 is just an ordinary system, although it is indeed very tempered, but it does not offend anyone to the point of being divided into corpses.

The method of death and the cause of death are based on the content of Xuanlong's diary in the archives.

The reason why he knew that the programmers and the Xuanlong diary circulating in the market were pirated copies was because the real fragment of the Xuanlong diary was with him.

This diary is his teacher's private collection. Before the teacher scrapped it, he secretly passed the diary and the password and method to read it to himself.

Xuanlong Diary is not so much a diary as it is a puzzle-solving game. It took me a long time to analyze it after knowing part of the code and the general interpretation method. literature.

"Xuanlong" is the legendary code name of the original No. 4 system. The files of this system are now destroyed, and his date of birth, affiliation, and even the system that he has intersected with him are all kept secret. His pupils are black, so his followers call him "Xuanlong", the oriental fetish in the plane world.

Xuanlong did an unprecedented event.

For a plane character, he almost created a world independent of the main space, and even in that world, he almost completed the complete set of anti-system interference equipment.

This is a betrayal of the order of the entire system and a heinous crime against moral ethics.

Since he can create a world alone that can resist system interference, then if he is unhappy, he can also create a world that threatens the system and build devices that harm the main space.

The main space issued an arrest warrant for him, lured him into a trap, and executed him. In order to prevent consciousness from remaining, even the corpses in the plane world were cut into pieces and dissolved one by one.

This is what 422 learned after analyzing the diary. As for whether Xuanlong's system body in the main space is dead or not, this is still a mystery. Most systems that know the inside story think he is dead.

The reason why 422 adopted this allusion was because he felt that this incident was tragic enough, and Huang Jian was more willing to believe it.

He didn't expect to hurt the innocent, Zhao Huayuan also believed it.

"No, I made it up." 422 confessed.

Zhao Huayuan tightened his grip on 422's body, and the man's body temperature seeped from behind. The man's voice was muffled, full of fear: "That's good."

422 didn't understand why he was so depressed.

Even if this matter is true, the person is already dead, so there is no need to waste this sympathy afterwards.

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Early on Monday morning, 422 contacted his boss, Miss 33.

After hearing what had happened, she decisively decided to help him exchange control of Huang Jian's script.

422 He was stuck in the plane world and couldn't use all the functions, so he asked the supervisor to help transfer Huang Jian's script to one of his team members for control. Fortunately, the connection between.

The supervisor replied him with a "yes."

It stands to reason that nine out of ten of the things the supervisor promised will definitely be done, so 422 is relieved.

Unexpectedly, this incident happened to be one tenth of that.

In the afternoon, the supervisor sent a reply, and the tone was quite blank: "No, this script was also hand-picked by the superior. We have already offended the superior once, and it would not be good to do it again."

Since staying in this plane world, luck has been bad. To some extent, 422 is not unexpected.

He calmly asked the supervisor: "It's the end of the year, have we had a lot of meetings recently? There are also many meetings that require business trips."

"You mean..." The supervisor understood: "Okay."

After talking about this, the supervisor began to care about 422's life in detention: "I heard that you created a human body over there? How is it going? Can you still adapt? Do you want to allocate some money to you?"

This is a great temptation, but 422 thought about it, and still refused: "No need, it's against the rules to allocate resources to non-essential roles, don't let them get hold of it."

Miss 33 replied with a good word.

422 guessed that she must have sighed across the screen.

Sincerely, there are not many 422 systems, but Miss 33 is definitely one of them. At the beginning, I was very rebellious in my words and deeds, and I didn’t pay much attention to my boss, who didn’t have many interactions. Until I got into trouble, I happened to see her giving a job to a certain leader. Send a Gift.

The leader received the gift, drooled and began to curse, the 33rd sister stood quietly under the rain of saliva and was scolded, accidentally found 422, and gave 422 a wink to tell him not to go, until the leader said "tell him not to be an example" Finally, Miss 33 bowed and left.

The 422 sanction was canceled the next day.

Ms. 33 didn't say anything about this incident afterwards. It was only after 422 that she realized that there were many times before. She was supposed to be punished, but she solved it secretly.

Since then, the mad dog has turned into a good citizen.

Because I don't want to cause trouble for her anymore.

"By the way, there is one more thing." After the chat, Miss 33 turned back and told him: "Inside information says that the district you are in has an escape system, so be careful."

422 instantly remembered the phrase "the hot pot in the plane world is too delicious" in the hot pot restaurant.

"What was the system arrested for?"

"Fleeing privately after soaking in Honkai, anyway, just be careful."

422 originally wanted to tell her that he might have encountered that system, but when he thought about the things related to Zhao Huayuan in the hotpot restaurant, he couldn't say it in the end.

The next day, the company's large group announced the list of business trips, and the system for managing Huang Jian's scripts was impressively included.

33 Sister, eternal God.

And I don't know how Miss 33 did it, but the script was actually handed over to the system responsible for the script of Brother Ah Man for temporary management.

422 went to thank her, but Miss 33 just replied: "It's okay, come back quickly, I've been stuck in the plane world, if I get infected, something big will happen."

Infiltrated - the main space's name for the degenerate process that caused the system to be too obsessed with the virtual world due to long-term stay in the plane world, and even think that the plane characters are real creatures.

If a system is infiltrated, it is no fun. If the infiltration is too deep, so deep that it is completely impossible to distinguish between real and virtual, making it unable to perform its duties, it will be scrapped in advance.

"Come back soon." These words rolled in 422's mind.

After chatting with the supervisor, 422 also dreamed about this sentence that night.

The system seldom dreams. If they dream, they are under too much pressure, and their dreams are not as obscure as plane characters. They dream about whichever is the source of stress.

So in the dream that day, it was "Come back soon" in the sky, "Come back soon" on the ground, "Come back soon" in the air, and "Come back soon" was sprayed on the wall.

During this period, he also saw Zhao Huayuan.

Zhao Huayuan was wearing ancient clothes, and his appearance was very different from now, but 422 recognized him.

He was covered in blood, like a puppet, with endless emptiness in his eyes.

The same words came out of his cracked and cracked lips: "Come back".

"You lied to me, right?"

"this is not you……"

"Please, come back, huh?"

The final inquiry was trembling and hoarse, with heart-wrenching sorrow and pain.

Although there was a vast expanse of white around his head, 422 could notice that it was raining around him.

Because in the pool of blood on which he was kneeling, there were small ripples that were continuously generated and rapidly expanded.

He leaned slightly, crawled in the whiteness and touched something, and put his face on it.

After seeing that thing clearly, 422's heart beat wildly instantly, almost jumping out of his chest.

It was a head with messy hair covering its face dripping with blood, hair as black as seaweed, and black pupils covered with bloodshot eyes wide open among the seaweed.

Difficult to breathe, an invisible hand strangled his throat, 422 woke up in suffocation.

The outside of the window was as dark as ink that couldn't be washed clean, and the air in the ink was thin, as if there were ripples of raindrops constantly agitating, making it hard for him to tell whether it was a dream or reality.