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

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But Xuanlong is a genius, and many geniuses have mental illnesses. Zhao Huayuan doesn't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but he just fell in love with this lunatic.

A character from a different plane who was chosen by a genius, and a backstory that rivaled the nue romance script, Zhao Huayuan's sales among system freaks have been very good all these years.

As the soul bait to test Xuanlong's remaining consciousness, those perverts dare not touch Zhao Huayuan, but relying on their yearning, Wang Jian sold Zhao Huayuan's breathing balloons, notebooks, used paper cups, etc. through various channels, and made a lot of extra money .

Finally one day, a high-level system suddenly opened the door to a new world, and it also began to be interested in Zhao Huayuan, which led to this transaction.

He set up a line and let the advanced system successfully hunt Zhao Huayuan, and as a reward, the main space will revoke his arrest warrant, and he will end his long escape career and gain real freedom.

During this process, he has no control over what Zhao Huayuan will become.

It's gone now, and now he's riding a tiger.

Xuanlong can't be messed with, and neither can the high-level system. After much deliberation, there is only one method, which is to take Zhao Huayuan's soul out, keep the body, and put another soul into Zhao Huayuan's body to play.

But even if it is a meaningless body that stores the soul, Wang Jian is afraid that Xuanlong will be taboo, so he deliberately asks Zhao Huayuan to go back and do ideological work with his object.

But it's unrealistic for people to work for nothing, so Wang Jian fooled Zhao Huayuan. If he succeeds, he has a way to make the high-level system cancel the arrest warrant for Xuanlong.

Zhao Huayuan in his impression is a plane character, who has no brains, and Xuan Long is just a reckless stupefied young man, who has some ability to create programs, but does things impulsively and without brains.

Move it with emotion, understand it with reason, and go back and forth for a few rounds, it should be fine.

It's a pity that Zhao Huayuan thought so too.

In his mind, except for Qisheng, the other systems are rubbish, they are all enemies who killed Qisheng, and it is wishful thinking to make him listen to his enemies.

Zhao Huayuan narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and replied, "I've said it, but we haven't reached an agreement yet. He asked me to ask you, whose soul am I going to put in this body?"

Wang Jian was overjoyed when he saw a play: "I don't know, let me just play one, as long as I don't look like you, otherwise you will be fine."

"That's not okay, I doubt it, are you really a system?" Zhao Huayuan said, "Why don't you even know what conditions are needed to exchange a body like mine for a soul?"

The contempt from the characters on the plane made the system angry the most, and Wang Jian raised his voice: "What?"

"You really don't know?" Zhao Huayuan squinted at him, with a look of understanding: "My soul has been reincarnated many times, and now my body is used to this unconventional soul strength, you have to change it now The soul inside, if the soul is too weak, it is impossible to perfectly control this body without strong plane energy. Qisheng said that if you don't even know this, you are probably lying to me, Wang Jian, don't you Are you lying to me?"

Wang Jian was overwhelmed with question marks by his technical terms in the main space and the last rhetorical question.

He really doesn't know about this. It's not that he hasn't replaced the souls of multiple reincarnations before, but they are all done when they are the protagonist or an important supporting role. After all, there is no system that is free to maintain the soul of an unimportant passerby. .

It is very rare for a non-important character like Zhao Huayuan to have his soul remain the same after many reincarnations. He was really not sure if Zhao Huayuan was not the protagonist and changed his soul.

His plan was to bring in Xuanlong. Xuanlong was stronger than him and would not cause any accident to Zhao Huayuan, so there would be no big mistakes.

But if Xuanlong had doubts about his own strength from the beginning, wouldn't it be impossible to cooperate?

Seeing that Wang Jian didn't speak for a while, instead of immediately scolding himself with righteous indignation and refuting with professional knowledge, Zhao Huayuan knew that the other party was not sure, and then continued to say slowly: "So, if you want to change your soul, you need to change my soul first. Set as the protagonist, why do you pretend not to know? What do you want to lie to us?"

Zhao Huayuan did tell Qisheng honestly about Wang Jian's plan, and Qisheng commented: "He lied to you."

So, what did you lie to me?

Zhao Huayuan looked at the system in front of him with great interest.

The freight elevator in the corridor made a "ding" sound. Someone wanted to get out of the elevator on this floor. Wang Jian waved his hand and pushed the elevator up.

"I didn't want to lie to you, but you also have to know that I'm a wandering system and it's hard to get the script. Can't you let your family do the script? Do you have to go through me?" Wang Jian decided to stabilize Zhao Huayuan first.

"Don't you know the reason why he didn't prepare the script?" Zhao Huayuan didn't know how to do it, and asked back directly: "Since it's a cooperation, at least show basic sincerity? How can you make us believe that we can't even do this? Can you help us get rid of the arrest warrant?"

"You can't do it, won't you find a way to cooperate with other systems?"

Wang Jian remembered something from the past, and he became angry: "Isn't it because you guys did it yourself? You were mentioned as the protagonist once before, and a woman came out from somewhere, saying that you are a special role for testing, and it is illegal to embezzle it privately." , I stabbed at the chief system in a daze, and stopped for you, let me ask you, is this something behind the back of your family?"

It turned out that the last time those stalkers and perverts were created by this group of systems, Zhao Huayuan glanced at Wang Jian with confusion, and said indifferently: "Yes, it was then, and now is now, tell you the system above, and then set up another one." The script, moreover, the script can only be used after Qisheng and I agree with each other."

He didn't know whether he saw it or not, the point was that he had to watch it himself, so as not to do a bunch of disgusting things like last time.

Wang Jian was really convinced: "Aren't you guys all such sissy jerks, asking to die so much?"

Zhao Huayuan stood up straight, with unfriendly eyes: "Pay attention to what you said. Gay is just that the gender of the person you love happens to be male, and female should not be treated as a derogatory term. If you say this again, the transaction will be cancelled."

Wang Jian was so blocked that he couldn't speak, so he left one: "Damn."

"Okay, I'll do my best, I'll do my best." Wang Jian's tone was like a helpless man being forced to agree to the request of a vexatious woman.

Zhao Huayuan left the wall, opened the iron gate, half of his body was immersed in the light, and half of his body was covered by the shadow behind the iron gate.

The outline of the side face outlined by the light is smooth and delicate, the straight nose and thin lip line make him look very cold: "Don't try hard, give me an answer within a week."

Pretty is really pretty, this character's face can be played even if it is placed in the main space, but his temper is as if he is the boss, which makes Wang Jian feel uncomfortable for a while.

Just a duck on his thigh, so arrogant, Wang Jian spat at Zhao Huayuan's leaving back.

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422 in the room woke up in a daze.

There are blurred double images on the ceiling, the clock in the room is ringing rhythmically, the sound of the nearby supermarket’s publicity radio can be faintly heard outside the window, and the mist from the humidifier permeates the bedside table.

what time is it

Inexplicably very sleepy.

I also feel a little uncomfortable, and I feel that something is wrong.

"You really turned into a bear? It's past one o'clock in the afternoon. Aren't you ashamed to sleep until this time?" A faint sentence floated from the ceiling.

422 blinked before fully waking up.

"I'll go." He sat up suddenly, opened the work group, and as expected, he accumulated a lot of messages, and at the top was a red prompt box of "not clocked in".

Forget it, it's already afternoon, and there's no need to check in again. 422 simply broke the jar and took a whole morning off.

"Why did I sleep for so long?" 422 lifted the quilt, put on slippers and walked to the bay window, talking to himself while opening the off-white curtains.

It was snowing outside again, covered in silver, and the construction buildings not far away were covered in white. Each building wore a white hat on its head, and the sky and the earth were the same at a glance.

"Still enjoying the snow scene," Ceiling said eccentrically, "I advise you to look in the mirror."

"Do you have nothing to do every day?" Although 422 always observes what Zhao Huayuan is doing from the perspective, but it is his turn to be stared at by others every day: "There are so many ceilings, can you go to another place to stay?"

"Heh." Ceiling returned him with a noble and cold sneer.

Still a little dazed, wanting to sleep for no apparent reason, 422 was about to go to the bathroom to wash his face.

When passing by the mirror, I remembered what the programmer said, and turned my head to look at it.

Seeing no problem, he walked right past.

When I stepped up the steps, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, so I quickly turned back to take a look.

Yes, there are red marks on the neck.

He reached out to touch the surface of the mirror, and then touched his own skin. It was right, it was on his neck.

The collar was pulled down a bit, and there were two on the collarbone.

When he was about to look for other places, the programmer stopped him who was unbuttoning it: "Don't unbutton it, I want eyes, tsk, you didn't wake up the whole time, it's amazing."

422's trembling hand clutching the collar became bigger and bigger, almost to the point of tearing the wool.

The north wind howled outside the window, the curtains danced like demons in the frenzied wind, and the flowers and plants that Zhao Huayuan had just pruned yesterday trembled and swayed in fear.

"Zhao—Hua—Yuan—"

With a "click", Zhao Huayuan got up and closed the window tightly.

"Thank you, Minister~~" The female colleague next to her whose teeth were chattering from the cold shrank her neck and thanked: "I don't know what's going on with this window, it can't always be closed tightly."

"It's okay, wear more next time." Zhao Huayuan had a contented night, and today he spoke very gently to his subordinates, even caring about his colleagues' health.

The female colleague blushed and mumbled, "Minister is in a good mood today."

"Really?" Zhao Huayuan smiled slightly, and glanced in the direction of his apartment.