After the main god is bound to the scumbag system [Quick Transmigration]

"Yeah," H19's eyes fell on the pink and tender shrimp slide, his Adam's apple twitched slightly, "but he came earlier than me, he was the first batch of ordinary humans to enter the system, and he has been with the main god since the beginning , even the name was chosen by the Lord God.”

Lu Chi pushed the shrimp slide towards H19, signaling him to eat first, and then half-jokingly said: "The number of A01?"

"No." H19 picked up the plate and slid the shrimp into the pot timidly, for fear that the action would be too hot and he would burn himself. "The Lord God asked him to draw a surname, and then he chose a name, which is very nice. It's called Shen Xinglie."

"Shen Xinglie." Lu Chi repeated the name, then nodded, "Shencai Xingchi, brilliant and enthusiastic, it is indeed a good name."

Immediately realizing something was wrong, he suddenly raised his eyes: "Why did you pick a random surname?"

"It seems that when A01 came to the system when he was very young, he couldn't remember anything, and he couldn't even say his own name. Later, I saw that everyone who was brought into the system with him had his own name, but he didn't. A person hides in a corner and is sad."

H19 used a colander to stir the shrimp that had begun to fade in color, and kept babbling: "The Lord God saw that he was crying pitifully, so he carried him into the main data room, and gave him a name similar to the others. It was coaxed."

Lu Chi lowered his eyes and coughed in a concealed manner, suppressing the smile on his lips.

It's really hard to imagine Ah Tong's red eyes and tears.

But this just proved from the side, before that, I had never seen him before.The strange sense of familiarity when I faced him last time was probably just an illusion.

Looking up to see the smile in Lu Chi's eyes, the tip of the chopsticks in H19's hand shook, and a piece of slippery shrimp slipped back into the oil dish, and a flower of oil bloomed on his rainbow-colored suit.

Without time to think about it, H19 swallowed the food in his mouth and quickly made amends: "But that was a long time ago, and now A01 is the super male god in our system, the dream love of many people. System."

I ate too much just now, I didn't keep the door open, and said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said.

Not knowing whether it will affect Lu Chi's opinion of A01, H19 secretly took a look at Lu Chi's expression, feeling a little worried for a while.

The smile in Lu Chi's eyes flashed away, and he raised his hand to pick up a slice of lotus root and threw it into the spicy soup. His expression was calm, as if he didn't care about what happened just now.

H19 lowered his head and poked the prawn slippery in the oil dish with the tip of his chopsticks, feeling a sense of injustice for his good brother in his heart.

Why does a good brother care so much about Lu Chi, but Lu Chi doesn't seem to care about him at all.

"You just said that you are the same as all the players who participated in the mission." Lu Chi put the boiled beef on his dry plate, and slowly turned it over, "Then will you return to your original world in the end?" go."

H19 raised his head from the oil dish and was taken aback for a moment before replying, "No."

Lu Chi looked up at him, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Being selected by the system, those who come to work will not have nostalgia for the original world," H19 said unabashedly, "You know, even if we don't go back, we can occasionally go to our own world to take a look. But If you go back, not only will your memory be washed away, but all your skills and abilities here will also be discarded, it's not worth it."

Lu Chi nodded, lowered his eyelashes, took a bite of the beef on the dry plate, and did not reply.

Regardless of whether it is H19 or Ah Tong, they are very satisfied with the current state of the system world.Every time I mention it, it seems that I am introducing my hometown to others, with a hint of secret pride in my tone.

So why did the main god come up with such a complicated and lengthy questionnaire to find out the shortcomings of himself and the system.

"Your god," Lu Chi asked slowly, taking a sip of the juice in front of him, "What kind of person is he?"

"Serious, rigid, and ruthless," anyway, it's not within the mission time now, and H19 doesn't have to worry about being overheard by others, so he replied honestly, "Although the main god is a data body every time he appears. , but people can still feel his whole body exuding..."

H19 thought about his choice of words before completing the second half of the sentence: "The aura is that kind of cold aura that strangers should not get close to."

Lu Chi picked up the cup in front of him, lowered his head and took a sip of the kiwi juice, and secretly commented in his heart, as if he was no different from ordinary company leaders.

Just loves to ask questions.

-

When he came out of the hot pot restaurant, the buttons of the suit on H19's belly were already in jeopardy, as if they might break apart at any moment.He sucked his stomach carefully, turned his head to look at Lu Chi: "Is there anything else Mr. Lu wants to go?"

"No." Lu Chi walked forward slowly, his eyelashes were half down, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

He has no memory, no past, no worries, and no obsessions.

Before that, he always felt that there was nothing wrong with this, that he was carefree and free.

It is a state that many people can't ask for.

But after listening to H19 talk so much about Ah Tong's past, he suddenly wondered what his past was like, what kind of people he met, and what kind of words he said.

"Ah Tong said that the player's rest time can be decided by himself," Lu Chi put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the tip of the other finger drooped casually, in a very relaxed state, and his tone was a little loose ,"Yeah?"

"Yes," H19 replied immediately, "If you want to rest more, I will adjust your mission time."

"That's troublesome," Lu Chi nodded, "Please help me advance the task to now."

"Okay, Mr. Lu..." H19 froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, "Huh?"

I forgot to hold my breath for a while, and the button on my belly fell to the ground with a "click" sound. Gululu rolled a few times and disappeared at the entrance of the sewer by the roadside.

H19 raised his hand and tugged at his coat, feeling a little dazed for a while.

Players have always wanted to gain some rest time after completing missions to replenish their mental and physical strength.

After all, every time you enter and exit the mission world, it will consume a lot of mental power of the player.

This is the first time a player refuses to take a break and wants to go directly to the next mission.

"Can't you?" Lu Chi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked quietly.

"Yes, yes," H19 grabbed his coat with one hand, hesitated, and couldn't help reminding, "But are you sure you don't need to take a break? Even if there is no delay, you can still rest for two more days according to the regulations. Woolen cloth."

"No need," Lu Chi shook his head, and put his other hand into his trouser pocket, "Let's start the next game directly."

After all, only by finishing the mission early can we return to the original world and investigate our past.

-

The two randomly found the door of a unit on the side of the road, and when they pushed the door and walked in, the room returned to its original state.In the data room filled with blue light, the translucent data chair lay quietly on the spot.

There is no difference from when I left just now.

Lu Chi leaned over and sat back on the data chair, his back relaxed, his shoulders and neck pressed against the back of the chair, and he slowly closed his eyes.

H19, which has returned to the data state, skips the data, and advances the time setting according to the player's original mission track.

When the last button was pressed, Lu Chi on the data chair shook slightly, his fingertips resting on the armrest slowly dropped, and his mental body was also slowly weakening until it disappeared completely.

In the next moment, strange touches, mixed with the smell of blood and low-pitched insults, came overwhelmingly.

Lu Chi propped one hand on the ground, his fingers trembling slightly, he instinctively shook his drowsy head and raised his eyes.

What caught my eye was a room similar to a bedroom. Although it was messy, it could still be seen that the decoration was very delicate.It's a pity that the exquisite handicrafts were randomly thrown on the ground, and the solid wood floor and cream-colored curtains were also splashed with blood.

The scene was noisy and the surroundings were messy.

Lifting his swollen arm and wiping the blood that had slipped from the top of his head and stuck to his eyelashes, Lu Chi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It seemed that the same bloodstains at the scene of the crime were all left by him.

His eyes fell on the slightly thin palm that still had bright red marks, and he paused slightly.

The wrist turned slowly, the back of the thin hand looked extremely pale under the dazzling light, the wrist bone was slightly raised, and a small piece of skin was rubbed off.There are still traces of blood on the gray skin tissue, and the elbow part has also been severely blue and swollen.

But it can still be clearly seen that these hands do not belong to an adult man, but the hands of a young man who has not yet grown up, or an exceptionally thin young man.

"Dog bastard, you don't look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue you are," the man raised his hand and loosened his tie, with a hint of contempt in his voice, "You dare to resist me, you are looking for death."

After finishing speaking, he raised his arms, folded up the well-cut shirt, exposed his strong elbows, and walked towards Lu Chi again step by step.

"I'll teach you a lesson," the man whispered, "You never know when to admit your mistake."

When the arm swung up again, the strength remained undiminished, and there was a trace of almost strange excitement in the man's almost crazy eyes, as if such venting would make him particularly happy.

There was a muffled "click", and the sound of a heavy object hitting the bone was very clear in the silent night.

The man's movements paused, his eyes moved down, and the emotion in his eyes was suddenly replaced by shock.

At the critical moment, Lu Chi quickly picked up the craft bull's head that had been thrown on the ground and stood in front of him.The bull's horn was propped on the corner of the solid wood table on one side, forming a thick protective wall, and the man's fist fell mercilessly on the horn on the other side.

The bull's head and horns are made of real cow bones, the surface is coated with a thick layer of tung oil, and the joints are also decorated with colored copper, so they are extra hard.

When the five fingers were hanging down, a dark red bloodstain streaked across the trembling fingertips and dripped onto the solid wood floor.

"You dare to fight back..." The man was stunned for a moment, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "You are not afraid..."

"I'm afraid of your mother's rotten eggs!" Before the man finished speaking, Lu Chi hit the bull's head hard on the man with his backhand.

The man took a step back suddenly, and raised his hand to block it, but it was too late.

The thick bull's head hit his chest heavily, the man let out a muffled grunt, and his expression changed instantly.

At the same time, the sharp horns rested on the arm, and a bright red gash was cut at the elbow.

The bull's head also fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Lu Chi had already stood up with the help of the table behind him, his forehead was buzzing, and his head was cloudy.Every inch of bone in the body felt as if it had been taken apart and then pressed back together, and the pained person trembled in his heart.

But that didn't affect his performance in the slightest.

"Since you want to be beaten so much," Lu Chi raised his hand and wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his eyes, but the scarletness in his eyes did not decrease at all. His forehead and half of his face were stained with blood, and the blazing light formed a pattern on his face. There was a faint shadow, like a Yaksha who was dying in the middle of the night, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice, "How can I let you down."

The man hugged his chest with his bloody arm, subconsciously took a step back.

The original contempt and disdain in his eyes had long since disappeared, leaving only endless shock and fear.