Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

Before he had time to think, Chulu Yegenji pulled on his sweater and hat, and hurried home.

The headache completely disappeared after the self-talking "system" emerged, and what was left was the whispers of evil thoughts that he had long been accustomed to hearing.

It seemed that the culprit that caused his severe headache was not the murderer, but the "system" that claimed to be from an alien.

And it fell silent in his mind after the junior gift package was distributed.

Chu Luye tried to summon the system in his mind, and all he got was [Hurry up and experience the 'Junior Gift Pack for Ambition Realization'! ] This mechanical answer.

It's like a novice tutorial ai with a stuck step, constantly urging players to do what it asks.

Chu Luye did not make further attempts on the street.

For this kind of strange thing with unknown body, he prefers to conduct in-depth exploration in a closed and safe space, so as not to cause any bad influence.

Fortunately, Chu Luye had received training in thought control, and when the system read his shallow consciousness, he hid his real wish in time.

Otherwise, Chu Luye has no idea what the system will use his wish to do.

To make matters worse, if the system promises him that it can help him realize his true wish, Chu Luye is not even sure that he will firmly refuse.

If there is such a possibility, he may be willing to become the other party's tool man.

Chulu Yeyuanji shook his head, no longer thinking about those unrealistic things.

He inserted the key into the lock and opened the door of the house.

This is his home, and only when he returns to Chuluye can he truly feel at ease.

The black curly-haired boy closed the door, changed his shoes at the entrance, and showed his first real smile of the day: "I, I'm back."

"Welcome back."

A calm voice suddenly sounded.

Chu Luye was shocked, and his smile disappeared instantly.

He tightened his facial lines, showing a ferocious expression like a little leopard in danger.

He crossed the corridor on guard, and asked sharply at the moment his body was exposed to the sight of the unknown intruder: "Who?!"

[Congratulations, Earthlings!You found the primary package of Ambition Realization issued by the system. 】

【How about it?Surprised or not, is it unexpected? 】

Chuluye was expressionless.

The calm appearance makes him look like an ordinary person returning home normally, rather than a "two-dimensional hand-made man made by himself" in the living room just after opening the door, which is neither scientific nor A dead house that doesn't learn, not even conjuration.

The black curly-haired boy stiffened and slowly lowered his hands that were about to make a seal: "Mr. Zhong, Zhongli, Mr. Li?"

The little figure sitting on the tea table in the living room nodded calmly: "It's our first meeting, Traveler, I'm glad you can remember my name."

The figure came alive?Is this what the system does?Can it really fulfill his wish?

"wrong!"

Chu Luye suddenly raised his hands again, quickly made a seal, his eyes showed a fierce look: "You, yes, what?"

His sharp eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

"Manipulate, manipulate, who, where?"

"Hand over, generation!"

Zhongli, who looked like a q-version figure, felt his body pause uncontrollably, and suddenly had the urge to tell everything.

But soon, before he could say a single word, this impulse disappeared as abruptly as it came.

Zhong Li paused, realizing that Chu Luye didn't trust them: "I'm sorry, Traveler. I can't tell you anything yet, but please believe me, I came to this world following a contract."

"And this contract, I assure you with the full meaning of the contract, is absolutely fair and harmless to you."

no offence.

Chu Luye put down his hand in a daze.

Although the lack of malice does not mean complete honesty, it at least proves that the other party can be trusted.

And if the other party is really related to the malicious system in his head that he can't detect, it at least proves that the system has no intention of using him.

So this shows that the system can really fulfill his wish, but he missed the chance to make a wish?

For a moment, Chu Luye couldn't tell whether the feelings in his heart at the moment were rejoicing or regretting.

As for Zhongli, he seemed to see through what Chu Luye was thinking, with a thorough and gentle smile in his eyes.

Even with the cute shell of the q-version figure at the moment, Dijun Yanwang reveals a reassuring and calm aura.

"If you really can't believe it, traveler, you can come and touch my horns. This body is from your hands. I think you should be very clear about its details."

Zhongli said this sentence in a gentle tone.

Chu Luye was startled for a moment, looking at Shang Zhongli's red-gold tolerant eyes, he felt that the careful thought of adding dragon horns and tails to it when he made it was clearly seen.

He immediately felt a sense of suffocation, wishing he could use his toes to dig out a crack in the ground and let himself slip in.

"me……"

"It's okay, come on."

Zhong Li lowered his head slightly, and handed over the branch-like dragon horns above his head.

The slightly drooping luxurious stone pupils make this scene extraordinarily strange and unusual.

Chu Luye hesitated for a moment, stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and gently approached the pair of small dragon horns.

His fingertips stroked the dragon's horn itself, and his neatly trimmed nails touched the small ginkgo leaves hanging on the dragon's horn.

They swayed gently as if being blown by the wind, making one wonder whether these wind chime-like ginkgoes made a crisp bell sound.

Chuluye is very familiar with these little ginkgo trees.

These are all made by him lying on the table with the lamp on, using tweezers and clay, one by one.

Now, however, these ginkgo trees seem to have changed from a model to a real thing, with more realistic lines raised on the veins, and even the touch has become slightly rougher than the real leaves.

The same is true for the dragon's horn, which is exactly the same as the antler he got lucky in Nara when he was a child.

If it wasn't too small and delicate, Chu Luye would really think he was touching a deer's horns.

Is this possible in today's magic world?

Let a figure act and speak like a real person, and completely change the material of the figure itself.

Can real human spells do this?

"... have you touched it, traveler?"

Chu Luye was startled by Zhongli's voice, and then he recovered from his wandering thoughts.

Then he found that his finger was always on Zhongli's corner, like a pervert who misses the touch of someone else's corner and is reluctant to part with it.

The black curly-haired boy's face suddenly turned red.

All doubts and vigilance were thrown out of the blue, and he withdrew his hand as quickly as an electric shock, stammering: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

How can it be possible, it is almost equivalent to creating a new life, which belongs to the authority of God, not mere mortals.

He would not be worth the trouble of being deceived by someone with such power.

"Don't worry, this is my request to you." The little Zhongli gently comforted Chu Luye.

"No, no, I, I am, I mean..."

Chu Luye tried to explain with annoyed face, but found that the more nervous he was, the less he could speak clearly, and he couldn't calm down after repeated deep breathing, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and typed a line on it.

[I mean, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhongli, I didn't make a suitable body for you, and let you stay in this small and inconvenient q-version figure. 】

Zhong Li finished reading the text on the phone.

Looking up, he saw the mobile phone screen, the black curly-haired boy was flushed but with a sincere expression in his eyes.

The well-informed Emperor Yanwang paused, and slowly smiled at Chu Luye: "I am very grateful for your kindness, traveler."

"But don't worry too much about me. I have a good body, good-length hands and feet, and decent-fitting clothes and shoes. It allows me to see the world from a perspective I haven't experienced before."

"but……"

"Listen to me first." Zhongli raised his small palm, and stopped the black curly-haired boy's eager words with his eyes.

"... showing the tail and horns is a good design."

"They allow me to experience the comfort and freedom that the human body cannot bring, but they are not as difficult to integrate into the life of the world as the dragon body, and can easily use various tools invented by the world."

The black curly-haired boy's face turned even redder, and his exposed neck and ears turned as hot as boiled shrimp.

Zhongli smiled, with a serious look on his face: "The most important thing is that it gave me a support to come to this world. Without this body, I would not even be able to sit here and talk to you now."

"Child, you never have to feel guilty for not doing well enough. You are already a rare treasure in this world, a treasure born with beautiful memories and prayers in the earth."

"So, at least in front of me, believe in yourself a little more."

The black curly-haired boy opened his mouth with a red face, but he couldn't hold back any words, so he turned on the phone again and entered a string of text.

【Mr. Zhongli, do you remember what I did in Tivat? 】

"Naturally." Zhong Li smiled, with an inexplicable sense of ridicule in his tone.

"Including what you said to—you call it a computer—to us, um...comment on body, and..."

"No! No, let's talk about it!"

Chu Luye's face was so red that it couldn't be redder, and he interrupted Zhong Li's unfinished sentence with his extraordinary speed and fluency.

"As you wish, traveler." Zhongli said as soon as he arrived at the empathetic place.

Chu Luye took a deep breath, the blush on his face finally subsided a little, and then he began to hesitate.

"Mr. Zhongli, since, since you can hear, I, I, I, I stutter, you, you also..."

"We all know that you don't have to force it." Zhongli said softly.

Chu Luye lowered his head, his expression was not sure whether he was relieved or a little ashamed.

But he quickly recovered, or——changed the subject, walked to the kitchen and said, "I, I'll make, dinner."

That night, Chu Luye prepared a very sumptuous dinner.

When he was alone at home, he rarely cooked such a sumptuous meal.

But today is different, Mr. Zhongli is here, so Chu Luye took out his pots and pans with extra vigor, and almost used up all the ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Marinated Duxian, Golden Shrimp Balls, Lotus Seed and Poultry Egg Custard, Stir-fried Sliced ​​Pork, and Lotus Flower Cake as dessert...Traveler, your cooking skills are really amazing."

Zhongli picked up his small Shiwan chopsticks, and the small table in front of him was already filled with small plates containing various dishes.

Chu Luye put a plate of stir-fried pork slices in front of him, pursed his lips when he heard this, and smiled shyly: "Mr. Zhongli, if you like it, that's fine."

Chu Luye couldn't control his stuttering.

Especially when he is emotional and desperate to express himself.

So he usually tries to keep himself calm, and rarely speaks in front of unfamiliar people, but this rule does not exist in front of people who can make him feel at ease.

Such as aunt, or Zhongli.

Because of this, he was mistaken for Gao Leng in the circle, and even had a support group of 'Prince Gao Leng' because of this.

That's what Chu Luye didn't know.

"By the way, Mr. Zhongli, can I eat something?"

Chu Luye seemed to suddenly remember that Zhongli in front of him was actually made of clay, and he had a worried look on his face.

As a chef who had just prepared a table of delicious dishes with great interest, it was really easy for the diners to feel embarrassed when Chu Luye asked such a question at this moment.

Zhongli, who is the chef's only diner, now feels helpless: "Even if I can't eat, it's impossible to refuse your dishes at this moment, traveler."

The black curly-haired boy immediately waved his hands again and again: "No, I don't, that's not what I mean."

"I understand, Traveler."

Zhongli picked up a small piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth: "The structure of this body is different from ordinary people. Although the energy for action does not come from food, eating is also within the activities that this body can afford."

"...It's very delicious, and the control of spiciness and heat is extremely exquisite, and it is no longer inferior to the chef of Wanmin Hall." Zhong Li nodded in admiration.

"Thank you, compliment." Chu Luye blushed slightly, "I like spicy food very much."

Zhongli suddenly understood: "Did I only cook one spicy dish because of my taste? Although I am very grateful for your kindness, I don't mind spicy dishes, so you don't have to force yourself, traveler."

"No, it's not. Yes, because I eat too much spicy food, I will, lose my hair."

Chu Luye shook his head, showing a serious expression.

"Oh? What is the explanation for this matter?" Zhong Li showed a very interested look.

Then the meal turned into a youth (?) health symposium where Chu Luye looked up information on his mobile phone and gave Morax, a thousand-year-old man who had escaped from the mundane world, the topic of "why would you lose your hair if you eat spicy food?"