Chapter 268: Substitute Master, Seeker, Perfect World.

After successfully opening the disk, the chief of the monitoring system spent half a minute combing through all the contents before turning the disk into data and sending it straight back to headquarters.

He politely thanked them, then stood up, intending to stop the conversation: "Thank you for your cooperation."

Xiaochi Chi lifted his hand, threw the ring off his pinky finger, tossed it into the air, and grabbed it in his palm.

He asked, "What are you going to do with the world lines that have been destroyed?"

The chief executive pressed his hands on the table: "This is something we should do, so it's not necessary for Mr. Chi to bother."

Xiaochi Chi: "That's what I should do. Don't forget, it's my wish to become the Lord God."

The chief was stunned, but acted more surprised than Xiaochi Chi: "Your wish ...... is serious?"

Xiaochi Chi raised an eyebrow.

"Please don't misunderstand. Because this is too big a mess ......" the other party to sit down again, the attitude is a little less official detachment, "only the information we have collected so far, not to mention the complete restoration of the proper order, is to sort out all the world lines that have gone wrong, will It will take at least a year."

He paused: "With all due respect, I'm afraid you don't understand the tremendous amount of work, and we're thinking of you and don't want you to expend too much energy on our internal affairs after the danger you've experienced. If you need it, I will apply upward, so that you can return to the original world as soon as possible ......"

"You don't have to care whether I can understand or not." Xiaochi Chi said, "I just want to ask one question: do you have any plans to restore the world lines and contracts that have been destroyed by the Lord God?"

"Trying to recover, is a very ......" the chief said in as euphemistic terms as possible, "difficult thing. We have checked all the backup contracts, and although there are word games, we have to say that both the host, and the original host, signed the contract voluntarily."

"The basis of our system's existence is 'entropy'." The chief executive explained in as simple language as possible, "Entropy is the only source of our energy, i.e., the negative emotions of humans. In that sense, we are symbiotic with humans. We seek cooperation with humans, such as you, such as 061, to serve the system in exchange for the chance to live again, and as one of the ways in which we live symbiotically with humans."

"The slag attack recovery system, in our earliest versions of the plan, was only a small system."

"According to our original plan for the scum attack system, we were only responsible for resurrecting the original owner from the point in time of death, collecting 1000 points of remorse from the mission subject, plus the personal emotions of the mission subject during the rebirth process, and the external emotions received, ultimately earning 2000 points of entropy."

"But 713, the current master god of the scum attack system, submitted a report to the watchdog after a few years of work about reforming the system and reversing the timeline to an arbitrary time to facilitate better revenge for the original owner."

"At first, we dismissed the proposal because every time line reversed would require at least 10,000 points of entropy."

"713 insisted on it and submitted the report over and over again, and we let it try the new system out internally for a while. Little did we know that it would perform far better than any other system."

Speaking of this, the General Manager commented objectively, "I have to say that it is outstanding in terms of meeting the required targets."

--The system is a very good way to get the host and the original host to cheat; it deliberately chooses a host with a serious character flaw; it adds a "good feeling value" bar to confuse the host and lure people into the drama; it does not explain to the host that the original host's soul is still in the body, and eventually collects entropy value from the host, the original host, and the system, The system is a great way to collect the entropy value from the host, the original host, the object of the raid and the system.

Xiaochi Chi mused, digesting the known message.

Ying Lou asked on his behalf, "Does it do that, and does it ultimately do any good?"

"The systems generate their own wishes as they see more and more." The chief executive said, "Within each system, there exists a pool of 'entropy'. When the pool is full, the Lord God's mission ends there, and we will complete a reasonable wish for the Lord God."

"Wishful thinking?"

"Become a higher level system master god, or gain freedom and become a human being and end a long eternity. After all, as a system, you have experienced everything, the only thing you have not experienced is death."

"Then its heart's desire is-"

"We've asked it." The chief shrugged, "It said it just wanted to stay here, not go anywhere, and make this the highest spec system under the Supreme God."

Ying Lou is laughable.

No too noble reason, the origin of all the misfortune, simply because of a system of the main god of "greed".

The chief redirected to Xiaochi Chi, who had not said a word since a while ago: "We were able to sign a contract with the original owner because of the 'entropy' that existed in the original owner's body when they died, and we were able to establish a contractual relationship with them by capturing the spiritual body that was about to be dispersed, so that they could have the possibility of resurrection. But when the original owner died completely, the spiritual body had completely disappeared, so to go back, it is almost impossible."

"Thank you for your rigorous answer." Xiaochi Chi said, "The fact that you used 'almost' shows that there is still a way."

The general manager did not answer positively.

"The power of 'Entropy' is able to go back in time line. Naturally, it can also bring back time to the time when the original owners just signed the contract. However, you have no intention to do so." Xiaochi Chi said, "It can be understood that after the system's precise calculation, resurrecting all the original owners who had been victimized is a very bad deal."

The chief smiled faintly, not affirming or denying.

Xiaochi Chi will never forget that these truly innate systems, although they have human appearance and human expression, are essentially a bunch of data.

What the data seeks, is a perfect and cold optimal solution.

The chief executive said, "Mr. Chi, we are grateful to you for allowing us to discover such a major bug. because of this, I am talking to you so much to let you know how big a quagmire you have to jump into. Now, you can say what you want."

Xiaochi Chi leaned back: "This main god, I'll do it."

The chief executive showed a puzzled look, "Mr. Chi, I thought you were very shrewd."

Xiaochi Chi says, "I've never been smart."

If you are smart enough, Xiaochi Chi will not wait for someone who can't come back, nor will he take a very different path in life for someone who can't come back.

He wants what he wants and never goes with his heart.

"To your system, everything is just business. And to do business, credibility is what matters, isn't it."

In business, Xiaochi Chi does not play any emotional card, straightforward: "If after the evil□□□□ accident, you just replaced another innate system to be the main god, regardless of the bad debt that happened in the past, do you think the possibility of other main gods to take warning, or the possibility of stealing the experience of 713 main gods cheating, for their own use? The so-called symbiotic relationship is all about equivalence. There is no equivalence if you can't level the score. Moreover, if the secret of the 'innate system' spreads, guess, will the system riot?"

The chief chief finally turned pale and rose up expansively, "How do you know about the 'innate system'-"

Xiaochi Chi laughs, "Never you mind how I know."

"Instead of letting go of me who knows the secret, and instead letting another new main god know about it, or causing a riot in the system, let this secret rot in my possession." Xiaochi Chi said, "I will conceal the secret and give these 'innate systems' the best possible ending, and I will also help you settle the score, using all the entropy accumulated in the 'entropy' pool of that outgoing Lord God, as well as the entropy to be earned. , and the entropy value that will soon be earned, in exchange for a new life for these victims. How about that?"

The chief executive sized him up, "Mr. Chi, you are truly an odd man. In my database, I've never seen a person willing to jump into the fire."

"It's like you said." Xiaochi Chi said, "The wish of the Lord God is to become a higher Lord God or to be able to die as a human being. I've already died and don't mind living well."

What started out as a simple presentation of exhibits turned into a long conversation of nearly an hour.

As she walked out of the hut, Ying Lou asked Xiaochi Chi, "What is the secret of the 'innate system'?"

Xiaochi Chi does not answer and looks to a corner of the space.

He had been here once last time and knew that there were 009 dormitories in that direction.

The memory data belonging to these "innate systems" had collapsed, just like Ying Lou's memory of his ten-year mission, which was reduced to fragments and dissipated.

Other people Xiaochi Chi can not care, but he only do not want Ying Lou too much psychological burden, so he smilingly touched the chest: "rotten in here."

Ying Lou put his hand over it and touched it tenderly, and was about to speak when a loud, crisp whistle came from the side.

089 leaned his back on the door of 023's dormitory.

Ying Lou : "Why are you standing here?"

089 rubbed the tip of his nose: "just said goodbye to them, 23 also cried, now I can not go for the time being, he is thin-skinned, do not want to stay with me in one piece, they drove me out ......"

The door of the dormitory gave a steep thud from within, followed by 023's jarring shout, "Who's crying!"

089 eyebrows and smiles, raised an eyebrow at the two, signaling the end of this topic.

Xiaochi Chi did not intend to inform him about 089 almost being cleansed of his memories by the main god.

He was willing to make everything easier, especially relationships.

He did not want to add a layer of kindness to the friendship, inevitably adding to it.

So he went along with 089 digressed, "I heard Lou say that you did a private matter when you went to substitute for Lou last time?"

"The new main god is here to check up on you." 089 joked, "Yeah, done."

Xiaochi Chi had already heard the general story from Ying Lou: "I know that you can convince yourself to believe in something so bizarre, but I can't imagine how you would convince 023 that something would happen to him in a certain month in a certain year?"

089 said, "I don't love to convince people. But I will protect him."

Xiaochi Chi : "So confident?"

089 looked back at the window, saw 023 peeking out from inside, and gave a low laugh, "Because it's me."

......

At the same time.

With his suitcase in his left hand, Feihong Ji walks along the red brick lanes of Eastern Europe with a note left for him two months ago by the young student named Ying Lou in his right hand.

The four-way twilight converged on his shadow as he searched for the occupants of 66 Bodil Block.

From a distance, he saw a white-haired young man in a hat on a bench by his destination, wearing headphones, elf-like, with his eyes slightly closed, breathing fresh air.

Feihong Ji's mind moved and had a hunch that this was the person he was looking for.

As the note says, at six o'clock in the evening, when the sun is not so strong, he will come out of the house and sit on the bench outside.

It is no wonder that the other party said that they could recognize Changting Zhuang as soon as they saw him.

It is true that the youth's vision is not very good.

When Feihong Ji stopped in front of him, he looked up, thinking it was a tourist who wanted to ask for directions, and gave a detached and awkward eviction: "Hello, I don't know the way, ask for directions from someone else."

"Ay. Hello." Feihong Ji squatted down and found the youth's face tender, not at all like he was older than himself, "May I ask your last name is Zhuang."

This clear and righteous voice should not belong to a bad person, but the white-haired young man was still instinctively alert: "You know me?"

"You can start to know each other today." Feihong Ji bent her eyes and smiled, "I'm new to this street and I'm your neighbor."

After taking care of things at Orphanage and mastering the Ukrainian language, Feihong Ji took a one-year sabbatical from her father.

Ji father knows his son's temperament, even if the family is rich, but also a master of the arbitrary, which day to get up to mend tires to sell insurance is not unusual.

He is willing to go abroad this time, whether it is, as he said, to learn the advanced experience of foreign nurseries, or simply want to take a break, Ji father let him go.

"Neighbor?" Changting Zhuang was vigilant, "How do you know my name?"

"I heard it from someone else." Feihong Ji replied, "There is a 'child from the moon' in No. 66 named Changting Zhuang."

Changting Zhuang was a little happy to think, "Slick talker, not a good person.

The person on the other side introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Feihong Ji, I am also Chinese."

With a quick mouth and a cheerful voice, he quickly introduced his family background and purpose of coming to Ukraine, and mentioned his hobbies, one of which was "playing games", which made Changting Zhuang's ears perk up.

Changting Zhuang is a bit of a silly chatterbox, I thought again.

After a long introduction, Feihong Ji said briskly, "I didn't expect my neighbor to be of Chinese descent, how nice, speaking Chinese is really more comfortable than speaking Ukrainian. I'd like to be your friend, how about it?"

Changting Zhuang less face-to-face talk with people, looks aloof, in fact, the hand has clenched the armrest of the bench, so as to suppress the tension in the heart: "I generally do not often out."

Feihong Ji is extremely thick-skinned: "Then I can come to your house often to look for you."

Changting Zhuang has never had a friend, straining the corners of his mouth without saying a word, his heart a little eager, and a little resistant.

After a long silence, Changting Zhuang said indifferently, "Whatever you want."

...... As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them.

He rarely speaks, so he doesn't have good control over the tone of his own voice.

Why is this attitude yourself?

It's over, he thought.

But before the frustration can be completely diffused, the person across the table let out a soft laugh: "Then it's a deal. I will come to you when I have time."

Changting Zhuang now dare not too take Joe, afraid that he regretted, extremely fast "um".

Feihong Ji looked at his face seriously.

His original plan was to take a year to become his friend and then naturally take him out of the jaws of death.

It was worth it for Feihong Ji to save one life and spend a year doing so.

But after meeting Changting Zhuang in person, some of my thoughts slowly changed without me realizing it.

Also unknowingly changed, there are other things.

Xiaochi Chi, who is on the same world line as Feihong Ji and Changting Zhuang, got into the same high school as Ying Lou and went on to the same university with great success.

They are uncharacteristically downplaying that involuntary time, seeing each other and being as close as they used to be.

The two are not trying to be ungrateful.

On the one hand, they know that it is not appropriate to talk about the past, and on the other hand, they have felt the strange feelings between the other Xiaochi Chi and Ying Lou.

The two of them in ...... another world seem to be lovers.

For Xiaochi Chi and Ying Lou as teenagers, this was something they had only heard about but never touched in their lives.

When I couldn't sleep at night, Xiaochi Chi closed the blanket and thought, "How can two men be together? Would it be comfortable to hug, and how would kissing be different from a girl?

He just thought about it, after all, he grew up with Ying Lou, no contact with girls, no way to compare.

But when this thought came up, his heart was itchy and silky, as if a thread had been born in his heart for no reason, wiggling and connecting to the tip of the heart of the people downstairs.

Thanks to the other Xiaochi Chi, Xiaochi Chi has a wider world to explore.

He discovered that basketball was fun, he discovered that going to school every day was not torture, and he discovered that Zhuo Tong, his former tablemate in junior high school, even got into a different class in the same high school as he did.

It's just that in his last life, he didn't have the heart to dig into the beauty of these calls.

On the first day of high school, Zhuo Tong grabbed him and lamented, "Damn, it's you again."

Xiaochi Chi hooked his shoulders and said, "How nice is that? If you get out of class early, you'll take my place in the cafeteria; if I get out of class early I'll take my place, how about that?"

Zhuo Tong thought about it: "Ai Qing has a point, I will not blame you for always following me around."

But it wasn't long before Zhuo Tong was bemoaning the fact that he had been too damned careless with his friendships.

...... B class always ends earlier than A class, and Xiaochi Chi will eat and play one at a time for his brother Lou, who is a senior in his family.

Zhuo Tong complained: "Lou brother Lou, you just know your family Lou. You are so small daughter-in-law, marry him and forget it."

Xiaochi Chi hit him with his schoolbag, but in his heart he thought of another Xiaochi Chi.

That day, he carried himself, went to the public bathroom in the silo, and washed his hair.

"Disappointed to see the other you when you grow up." The other long-haired Xiaochi Chi drops his head, slightly longer strands of hair brushing his ear, and says, "As long as you don't grow up to look like me in the future, I'll thank God."

At that time, Xiaochi Chi could not speak, but he gave the answer in his heart:

--I really want to become another you, to be able to protect the people I care about most.

Thinking about this, Xiaochi Chi was enlightened, and felt that all those inexplicable itchy heart palpitations he had were due to that little obsession.

He has to protect Lou then.

He didn't know what Ying Lou had in mind.

Xiaochi Chi is to bring Ying Lou back to life, willingly give up his body, as for Ying Lou, he clearly live a good life, somehow by a person possessed, manipulated by a puppet, living a few months, I think it should be quite unhappy.

But when Xiaochi Chi was alone with him one time and asked about it, Ying Lou said, "No, I'm thankful for that person."

Xiaochi Chi put his mind at ease.

He was quite afraid that Ying Lou would hold a grudge against the object of their benefactor: "Yes, well. They are kind and don't mean to steal your body."

"Hmm." Ying Lou smiled warmly, lowered her head to write a few lines, and then inclined her head to call him, " Chi Xiao ."

Xiaochi Chi is working on a big physics problem related to acceleration: "Hmm?"

Ying Lou asked, "Do you think that Lou is better or this Lou is better?"

Xiaochi Chi said with a smile, "It's all good."

But he thought to himself, that Lou is good for everything, but this Lou is beside me.

It was too odd to say, and he just thought about it in his mind, and the strange threads started to wrap around his heart again, calling him a little breathless.

Ying Lou gave another "hmm" and continued writing, but the corners of her lips turned down for a moment in annoyance.

Ying Lou could have been guaranteed a place in college, but he wanted to take the test once, and his final score was, as expected, impressive.

He went out of town and texted Xiaochi Chi from time to time about his current situation.

Once Xiaochi Chi sent him a text message and he didn't reply until he called an hour later, slightly out of breath.

Ying Lou apologized, "Sorry, I was just practicing."

Xiaochi Chi got sensitive: "Why are you practicing boxing. Did someone bully you at school?"

Ying Lou paused: "No. I just suddenly want to learn more."

Xiaochi Chi is relieved.

Since Ying Lou's accident, Xiaochi Chi has always been paranoid about similar things: "Don't scare me."

"I don't want to scare you." Ying Lou's voice warmed and softened, "If you are worried about me, come to the exam early and watch me."

So Xiaochi Chi quickly enrolled in his school with high marks.

On the day of the report, I took a bus to the West Station train station in a nearby city. Xiaochi Chi was carrying her luggage and bumped into Zhuo Tong, who was also carrying a suitcase.

The two men looked at each other without saying anything.

Zhuo Tong : "Beijing?"

Xiaochi Chi : "Beijing."

Zhuo Tong : "The one that drives in half an hour?"

Xiaochi Chi : "Well, that trip."

Zhuo Tong took a long breath, put a hand on his shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Let's go."

Ying Lou picked him up at the station after returning from summer vacation early because she was working for her mentor.

Xiaochi Chi jumped into Ying Lou's arms, smiling and pouting, "Senior!"

Zhuo Tong smacked his lips, think people look good fruit really eat, change the look, and then change the object, more than one meter eight people jumping in the arms of people must not bear to see the picture.

Ying Lou picked him up and rubbed his forehead hair gently, "Did you eat on the train? You must be hungry."

Today, the good news came that Ying Lou's bachelor's degree should be a sure thing, and since Xiaochi Chi was here to report to school again, she wanted to celebrate and get to know Ying Lou's friends after she reported and settled her luggage.

Celebration is celebration, but Xiaochi Chi still overestimates his drinking capacity.

Unlike the other Xiaochi Chi, who has developed his drinking skills over the years in the entertainment industry, this one is under Ying Lou's close care and does not even have the chance to get addicted to cigarettes.

Xiaochi Chi was carried back to her dormitory by Ying Lou.

As a junior, there are not many students who are still living in the dormitory seriously, most of them are renting rooms with their girlfriends, so Ying Lou's resident roommate is the only one left.

Ying Lou moved Xiaochi Chi to his bed, took the basin, and was about to go to the hot water room to get him hot water to wipe his face, when he heard a muffled tom-tom sound from inside the room before closing the door.

Ying Lou, anxious, reopened the door and saw Xiaochi Chi, who had been drinking, rolled onto the floor wrapped in a blanket.

Ying Lou hugged him tightly around the waist and picked him up horizontally, "You."

Instead, the teenager blushed and hooked his neck: "Brother Lou, Brother Lou."

Ying Lou was not a bad drinker, but he was a little dizzy from the puff of alcohol, and patiently responded to the little drinker's words, "Hmm?"

Xiaochi Chi pulled back the blanket, pointed to her heart, and said in a daze, "I don't feel well."

Ying Lou heard him say he was not feeling well, his heart pumped up along with him: "How not feeling well? I'll take you to the school doctor's office to see ......"

"It's like being tied up with wires." Xiaochi Chi murmured, "Just thinking about Lou does that. Is this normal?"

Ying Lou was stunned, and her heart started to tighten minute by minute.

He wondered if he had misunderstood Xiaochi Chi's meaning.

"That Ying Lou likes that Xiaochi Chi, as it should be. ...... that Xiaochi Chi is that good." Xiaochi Chi said to herself, "...... But, my family, Lou, will like me."

The next morning, Xiaochi Chi lies on Ying Lou's lemon-scented bed with a look of unhappiness on her face.

Done, he thought.

It was not until sunrise that Ying Lou returned with breakfast and helped Xiaochi Chi out of bed.

Xiaochi Chi sipped her bean curd, hoping that Ying Lou would be as considerate as ever and not ask anything.

However, as he was putting down the bowl, Ying Lou asked him, "Do you remember what you said yesterday?"

The teenager who remembered everything shrank back under the covers and tried to deny it, "I broke."

Ying Lou lifted the blanket, looked at Xiaochi Chi for a moment, leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.

"Come to think of it?" Ying Lou's voice trembled as well, her cheeks slightly flushed, "If it doesn't come to mind, I can give you one more hint."

What Xiaochi Chi doesn't know is that Ying Lou is even more grateful to those two people than Xiaochi Chi himself.

If it weren't for them, it might have taken more and more years for Ying Lou to recognize her feelings.

--He liked the teenager he had grown up watching over.

From the time he turned 18 and realized at the station that he would soon not be able to see Xiaochi Chi all the time, he realized that something was not right with his affections.

The good thing is, it turns out, he was never wishful thinking.