When I Bind the Plot Maintenance System

Zhu Fukongliang crossed his legs, installed the sniper rifle at hand, and then adjusted the sniper scope to a suitable angle.

He squinted one eye, and after confirming that the abandoned rooftop could be completely seen through the sniper scope, he took a step back, glanced at the time, and found that he still had hours to spare.

What is he going to use this time for? Zhu Fukongliang was a little confused for a while.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Fukongliang took out his mobile phone, and after deleting the graphic analysis of the dismantling and installing the sniper rifle that he just searched for, he pulled up his hood to block the sunlight in front of him, and yawned slowly.

After all, he was still sleeping before he came to this world. Although he appeared in this world, he automatically changed his body, and his physical state seemed to have recovered to the full physical strength in the game.

His current body is that of a passerby with brown hair and brown eyes. As for this shape, he used the camera function of his mobile phone to determine it.

This face looks like a face that he can't pinch even when playing games. Basically, he will just forget it when passing by - although he won't forget it either.

The reason why he changed his body and changed his identity when he slept like this was because he was bound to a system a year ago.

The system calls itself the [plot maintenance system], and the task is also very simple, pull him to another world while he sleeps, and go to [maintain the plot].

There are still many big truths behind it. For example, his world is related to these worlds. If these worlds collapse, then his world will collapse, and his world is very fragile.

Zhu Fukongliang doesn't care about these, after all, rumors such as the end of the world abound. When the day comes to the end, it's just that all human accounts (or life accounts) all over the world will be canceled and deleted.

Account suicide in the game will make people hesitate, but if you close the server, there is no way to do it, right?

Zhu Fukongliang was very open to this, so why did he agree? It's just - just thought it was fun.

Whether it was the system that suddenly appeared in his mind, or traveling through other worlds, he was very interested.

After binding the system, he didn't go to another world every time he slept. At present, he played less than ten times.

The first world is a beginner's guide, and you only need to give directions when a person asks for directions.

The difficulty of the second world is similar, but instead of asking for directions, you have to fight with a curly hair who looks less than 10 years old.

Zhu Fu Kongliang held a grudge, because he had not learned fighting, nor could he fight, so he was beaten at the beginning. Although he passively learned some skills after being punched several times, he was still very upset.

However, his mission is still completed, because this mission does not require him to win or lose, it just needs to have this fight.

It was after he finished the fight that he heard other children who came over and said that the curly hair was a murderer's child or something, but he had already left at that time, so he didn't know what was going on.

As for the reason for fighting with Curly Hair, it is to drag Curly Hair and let him meet someone who will appear here later.

Zhu Fukongliang didn’t quite understand, what does this trivial matter have to do with maintaining the world? Could it be that if these two people don't meet today, how much difference will there be in the future?

With this idea in mind, after Zhu Fukongliang returned to his own world, he rubbed his eyes and got out of bed to ask the elder brother who was almost an encyclopedia, so he got an explanation called the [butterfly effect] from the elder brother.

So if that curly hair didn't meet another person, it might have really dire consequences.

The task is increasing in difficulty bit by bit, but Zhu Fukongliang has found that every time he goes to another world to do the task, he does not spend more than a day. But this time also increased as he continued.

For example, he only stayed for ten minutes for the first time asking for directions, and for the second time, he stayed for half an hour, and this time he needed to stay for five hours.

Maybe when he grows up a bit, he may need to stay in another world for a year or a half.

Zhu Fukongliang doesn't mind this, the harder the game, the higher the value of the strategy, doesn't it?

And this time, Zhu Fukongliang could not say that it was difficult or simple.

According to the task given by the system, at night, someone will appear on the abandoned rooftop, and Zhu Fukongliang needs to ensure that the other party dies on the spot.

There is also a small note in the system task, saying that it is best not to appear on the scene, and not to do it yourself.

Zhu Fukongliang still did not understand this, but it was directly regarded as a limitation of the game.

Since close-range attack is not enough, then use long-range. Zhu Fukongliang pulled out the sniper rifle from the character's safe house (warehouse), then found the best position, took the mobile phone and found the diagram, and installed it himself.

He may be quite gifted with the installation of this kind of firearm, and he learned it at a glance.

The next step is to wait for that person to appear. After all, Zhu Fukongliang didn't know who the mission target was, so he couldn't prepare in advance.

It was getting dark quickly, and when Zhu Fukongliang was drowsy, there was finally movement on the abandoned rooftop where the sight was aimed at.

Because only this building is suitable for monitoring and observation, and according to the meaning of the system, the target is to escape, so it should not be aware that someone will be ambushing here in advance.

It was the first time that Zhu Fukongliang used a gun, and the eagerness to try took over his brain, and then in the next second, cold water poured onto his head.

Because the person targeted by his scope had a face that Zhu Fu Kongliang was all too familiar with.

Apart from having a little more stubble and looking more mature, he looks a lot like his second brother who is still in college... No, that person is Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Just not his brother.

Zhu Fukongliang's index finger was still on the trigger and did not let go. He is very aware of the difference between his own world and other worlds, so even if the other party has a familiar face to him, but it is still not himself, Zhu Fu Kongliang will never mistake his brother.

Through the scope, Zhu Fukongliang saw a man who appeared later, a man with long hair and a knitted hat.

Zhu Fukongliang saw the dispute between them, and the sniper rifle shifted slowly, aiming at the two figures that were almost overlapping.

This world is just a game to him, even if he has the same face, he is not the one he is familiar with.

So shooting at this time, there is no need for him to hesitate.

Zhu Fukong's bright eyes narrowed slightly, ignoring the inexplicable dullness in his heart, and his fingers holding the trigger slowly exerted force.

And the next second...

【boom-! 】

Gunshots rang out, and blood spattered.