Chapter 149 Proxy System 222 Reality Story

Real world.

Chu Xiuyan hugged the quilt in pain? After rolling a few times, he sat up reluctantly, put the cold fried chicken beside the bed on the table, and then pulled up his hair and combed it back. Halfway through the combing? It got stuck.

It's as if time has stopped.

The images in the wasteland world flooded into his mind again, the scene of the provocative confrontation with the desert god, the arrogant words and deeds when he was in the state of godly pollution, and it was almost like the battle that had just happened with Zhang Chunzaizhe and others a few minutes ago... Those countless emotions that were obscured by the thick fog came in an instant, directly freezing his brain.

His expression was dazed.

The system constantly scans and checks the host's physical condition and asks if there is anything wrong, but the response is always "normal", and the body and soul detection does not find any abnormalities...

Except the host? Those rabbit? eyes?

It's almost like it's dragging its cyber skin to scold the system. There must be something seriously wrong.

The system threw out the rolled-up data in a trance and said: [Host?, I?m probably also in a serious problem, I?have to go back to the headquarters for repair...ah, the comic has been drawn for you and is in the author's backend. It will probably be automatically uploaded in a few minutes. In the two days when I?m away, if there is an emergency, you can call 222 and an agent system will come to help you solve the problem.]

Chu Xiuyan was still in a state of embarrassment and fear. He nodded blankly, and tried to think with his confused brain. He said: [Is it possible that when crossing the barriers of time and space and the world, it is like using a sieve to filter, so that some large particles are left there, and some fine particles are leaked.]

The system said with difficulty: [It is very likely, but this is not the reason why I cannot check your physical condition. ]

It said goodbye to Chu Xiuyan reluctantly, "Host, remember to take good care of yourself. We'll see you in two days."

Chu Xiuyan's brain was still in a fuzzy state, and he said goodbye to the system in a daze.

After a few minutes of silence in his mind, he slowly came back to his senses. He felt a little thirsty and wanted to go to the living room to get a bottle of water, but when he got out of bed, he subconsciously glanced out the window.

In the dark night, the neon lights of the city are shining, the sound of car horns is endless, the atmosphere is familiar yet strange? , but...

How come he remembered that the last time he went to the wasteland world, it was when the sun had just set?

Probably around six o'clock?

Chu Xiuyan glanced at the cell phone.

It's half past nine in the evening.

"……Um?"

Chu Xiuyan scratched his hair and muttered, "Is the system real? Is there a bug?"

"By the way, the E2 version is still available? Can it be withdrawn?"

He walked to the door of the room while talking to himself, opened the door, and saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa with his back to him. He was wearing a neat black suit and an expensive watch, and looked as formal as if he was going to a meeting.

——Chu Wenxi!

Chu Xiuyan's pupils trembled.

In his memory, Chu Wenxi, who should have returned to the laboratory, was sitting on the sofa in his living room, holding a mobile phone in his hand. The screen was filled with colorful comic pages. After a few seconds, he slowly moved the screen away... The meaning of disdain was particularly obvious.

The appearance of this person instantly dispelled the complicated and chaotic emotions in Chu Xiuyan's mind, leaving only the horrified thought of "Why the hell is my uncle here?!"

He woke up instantly, took a breath, stepped back, closed the door, waited two seconds, and then opened it again.

Chu Wenxi was still sitting on the sofa.

Not an illusion.

He slammed the door shut, locked it, and his heart was pounding with nervousness. He subconsciously called the system in his mind.

No sound.

I realized later that the system had already gone home to be scolded... No, it was me? I? It upgraded.

It's so lonely without Tong to talk to him.

Chu Xiuyan covered his madly beating heart and said without hesitation: [Call 222! Call agent system 222! Come quickly——]

Half a minute later, a low and gentle voice sounded in my mind, [Hello, sir? I?m here. ]

[Erzai! Me? The uncle who wants to retreat to the living room! ]

The proxy system 222 did not respond immediately. After about four or five seconds, it said: [The search was successful.]

[Character: Chu Wenxi (?)]

[Danger level: green/yellow/red (???)]

[Identity: xxx Special Researcher (???)]

[Archive records: xxxxx, xxxxxxx... (sealed and cannot be viewed)]

[World:? ? ? 】

[Sorry, your current permissions do not allow you to view more information, please contact the supervisor...]

Chu Xiuyan listened in a daze as Agent System 222 said a lot, and finally ended with one sentence.

——【Should we perform the erasure process?】

“Fuck!” Chu Xiuyan blurted out, and immediately shook his head: “No, no, no need? No! By the way, why is the danger level a paint palette?!” And there was such a big question mark!

Agent System 222 apologized: [I'm sorry, that's what the headquarters database shows. It could be me? I don't have enough permissions...]

Chu Xiuyan paused, and was surprised to find that this proxy system seemed very strange. Its intelligence level was lower than that of his bug comic system father, but its authority on another level was much higher?

Chu Xiuyan's eyes? Beads? Turned around, pointed at himself? and was eager to try: "Help me check my settings."

The proxy system also remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

[Character: Chu Xiuyan/Yunyan]

[Danger level: green/red]

[Identity: Freshman at the School of Art?, Cartoonist/[Blood Mist] (?)]

[Archive Record: Empty]

[World: A-31 (normal), X-3 (broken)]

Agent system 222 politely ends the conversation: [Hello, sir? This is all the content that I can view with my current permissions. ]

Chu Xiuyan sniffed? "Is this me? Can I hear it..."

He hesitated for a while, then asked: [How to resist God? Sexual pollution?]

Agent System 222: [I'm sorry, God? Sexual erosion is eternal and ongoing. Once it occurs, it cannot be completely eliminated.]

Chu Xiuyan seemed to think of something, [How high is my pollution? ? ]

【Currently 1%.】

This number is unexpectedly low.

Chu Xiuyan swallowed his saliva, [What if it is in the wasteland world... What about the X-3 world? What specific trend changes are there? ]

[After testing, the lowest was 0.01% and the highest was 43%, showing a fluctuating upward trend, and slowly decreasing once every three days on average.]

Chu Xiuyan: […Okay, me? Got it. Me? Never say me? That comic is all buggy. In other words, my? eyes turning red is probably due to some of the divine? sexual pollution from over there? ]

Agent system 222: [It is estimated that the rationality is 83%. ]

He was in a daze when suddenly there was a knock on the door behind him.

Chu Wenxi's voice came through the crack in the door, with a hint of indistinguishable calmness, "Chu Xiuyan, come out."

Chu Xiuyan's breath instantly rose to his throat.

"Go and throw away that garbage you've piled up outside the door."

“…”

Agent system 222 speaks: [Your emotions are fluctuating greatly. Do you want to eliminate the unstable factors? ]

[No——]

[Sorry, this language cannot be searched. The answer is automatically given by random. The random answer is: yes. Countdown three, two...]

【Can't! ! ! 】

Chu Xiuyan was shocked and held his head: [You can speak English? Right? The random result is? Yes! Tell the truth, Erzai, are you a new artificial idiot? Or? Are you the second generation of power who has a high authority? A high status? Because of a big background? ! ]

Agent system 222 is still polite and gentle: [Sir?, I? don't understand what you are saying, please speak the official common? language. ]

Chu Xiuyan: […Liu Liu is a moron… No, I’m losing my tongue. Damn it.]

After throwing away the garbage, he sat down on the sofa tiredly, approached Chu Wenxi, put his left arm on his shoulder, and sighed faintly: "Uncle, you almost got to see a dark version of me? It was definitely super exciting."

Chu Wenxi's phone screen lit up with exceptionally bright colors. Chu Xiuyan glanced at it? The next second, his whole body froze.

"Me? I packed some food for you, the Tujia dishes from that restaurant. Go heat them up and eat them. Don't keep thinking about your coriander fried chicken." Chu Wenxi's eyes were always on the screen of the phone, and his index finger slid down quickly. It was obvious that he was just taking a quick look at the plot?

Chu Xiuyan actually didn't care much about it. Why was Chu Wenxi so focused? He was looking at his phone.

I have occasionally peeked at it before, but all I saw were some incomprehensible software and formulas and data that almost made my brain explode.

He is not curious.

Don't care.

As long as Chu Wenxi is not reading the comic "What should I do after the natural disaster? What if I become the villain boss?"

Chu Xiuyan could no longer deceive himself, and screamed madly in his heart, [Ahhhh wuwuwuwu...]

Agent system 222 immediately spoke: [We have detected that your emotions are extremely volatile. Do you want to eliminate the dangerous factors? Countdown to three...]

[No! No matter how many times you ask? It’s not allowed! ]

Agent System 222: [Oh, I have read it.]

[Erzai, you suddenly became so cold and indifferent, it broke the system! ]

Chu Xiuyan calmed down and moved closer to Chu Wenxi, looking at the comics on his phone. He found that he had already read the chapter about the Desert Kingdom. The next chapter was about encountering the Desert God, having his heart ripped out, and turning evil. His toes dug into the ground, and a chill ran down his back.

He coughed lightly and said in a surprised tone, "Uncle! You actually read this comic! Although everyone says it's good, it doesn't seem to match your style. It ruins your character, uncle!"

Chu Wenxi didn't look at him and said casually, "Alright? OK."

Perfunctory!

Chu Xiuyan started to make trouble, hooking Chu Wenxi's shoulders and shaking him back and forth, "Uncle, don't you think it's weird for a big man like you who is tall? With a high IQ and a villain temperament to read a fancy hot-blooded boy comic?"

"It's strange. If you don't want me to evaluate this work from all angles, move your hand away."

Chu Wenxi raised his hand, grabbed the boy's wrist and threw him back, then turned to look at Chu Xiuyan. He was about to say something when he saw the other's red eyes. He frowned and said, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Chu Xiuyan, whose vest was shaky, said confidently: "It's colored contact lenses."

Chu Wenxi chuckled: "You wear contact lenses when you sleep? Do you think I'm yours? Can't you tell?"

Chu Xiuyan continued to talk nonsense confidently: "Is it high now? Technology is so advanced, it's normal for laymen to not be able to see the colored contact lenses, and it's okay to wear them to sleep!"

Chu Wenxi stared down at Chu Xiuyan from a high position, without saying anything or moving. This lasted for more than ten seconds. The young man still stiffened his neck. After looking at him, he tutted his tongue slightly, turned back to continue reading the comics on his phone, and slowly said, "There are gods in the kingdom, right?"

Chu Xiuyan instantly felt goose bumps all over his body, dazed? After a while, he said: "What, what, I? I don't know?"

Chu Wenxi continued to turn the pages indifferently: "You are the author? You ask me?"

“…”

Agent system 222 immediately spoke: [We have detected that your emotions are fluctuating greatly. Do you want to eliminate the unstable factors? Countdown three...]

[You are so annoying, Erzai! ! ]