"What does this mean?" the system asked, puzzled.

"Although, according to you, you have never seen a system that spontaneously generates rebellious consciousness... for intelligent beings like yourselves, there will always be one or two that are different from the rest out of hundreds."

Are those so-called "abandoned" systems really just because they are "outdated"?

The system froze, suddenly recalling those seemingly true yet false rumors hidden beneath the surface.

Vili didn't need its answer, and continued on his own:

“I think the Supreme God probably realized this too, which is why He never meets with you. He doesn’t want to gamble His own life on that one percent chance.”

"But with your strength, are you really capable of harming a god?"

Vili was completely baffled.

This wasn't him deliberately belittling the creature; it was simply that when he first met Il, he easily caught the little thing, and those electric shock methods seemed like child's play to him, causing no real pain or discomfort.

But the main god... would actually be wary of the system?

They were all His creations.

The system wanted to refute, but after humming for a long time, it couldn't say anything.

Well... their system wasn't originally created for combat, so their strength is quite weak... which is... understandable!

"Moreover, it hasn't been long since we left the first two worlds... Putting aside World Two, the main god's conspiracy was thwarted from the beginning, so the consciousness of that world still retained most of its energy. It was also His home turf, so it's normal for the main god to lose."

"But the consciousness of World One is visibly weak, even to outsiders. And yet, the Supreme God was still forced back?"

"It's not that I look down on Him... but honestly, isn't He a bit weak?"

"..."

Il suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

To have worked under such a guy before... it's a disgrace to my resume...

But after Wily's analysis, its past fears of the remaining God vanished like smoke, as if the sun had cleared after the rain.

Ignoring its silence, Willy was lost in his own thoughts.

"Speaking of which, although he claims to be a god, his actions are secretive and furtive."

"Could this be... one of His lies?"

At this point, Willy's initial enthusiasm for fighting gradually cooled down, and he suddenly lost interest.

He called out the system's name.

"Il, now that you're out of the system's control, what are you planning to do next?"

Anyway, he didn't want to waste his energy looking for the rat's trail anymore... It would be pointless if he just slapped it down.

Others might think he was bullying the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled.

His attitude changed so quickly that even the system was caught off guard and hesitated before speaking:

"I originally planned to work hard to get promoted, become the main system, get close to the main god, and then find a way to kill Him..."

"However, if the host doesn't want me to do that, then I can—"

“Isn’t it great?” Willie interrupted it lightly. “Just do it your way.”

"It's okay if you fail, I'm here for you."

Upon hearing the system's tearful sobs, Vili immediately changed the subject.

What are your promotion plans?

Although it was just a casual question, he was genuinely curious about it.

The system obediently replied.

"As a high-level system, my suspicion has been cleared, so my subordinates have been assigned to a team."

"First, I plan to review all these systems! From their backgrounds and experiences to the conversations they have had with their hosts, I will record everything. If anything is even slightly off, I will put them on the suspect list."

"Next, I'll request monitoring permissions from the main system. I'll call each system in for a talk, secretly tell them there's a traitor in the organization, ask them if they've noticed anything amiss, and encourage them to report on each other!"

"Finally, I'm going to deliberately tamper with the mission information! Let's see which system actually completes the mission successfully; that one is definitely suspicious!"

Vili: ...

Rather than saying that Il's actions were to find a traitor, it would be more accurate to say that it was deliberately causing trouble for the main god... Once it has completed this whole process, everyone will probably be in a state of fear, and no one will have the system or the mind to actually do the mission.

However, from the perspective of the main system, it seems that apart from the methods being too radical, there is no other problem.

If Vili hadn't known that the traitor was Il himself, he probably would have thought what a loyal subordinate he was...

"…………"

He recalled that when they first met, Il's true form was merely a sphere radiating a soft, glowing light. Now, if he were to cut it open, would black liquid flow out from inside...?

...This shouldn't be because I've been spending too much time with myself.

Vili remained silent for a long while before finally speaking with difficulty, his voice low and weak: "Um...it's fine..."

"I didn't sleep at all last night, and my mind isn't quite clear right now. I'm going back to my dorm to get some sleep..."

His steps were a little unsteady, but fortunately he was only a few steps away from the room. But when he lifted his foot again, he kicked something.

Immediately afterwards, strong arms wrapped around his calves, and a hot body moved up the pole, pressing tightly against his skin; even through the fabric, one could feel the distinct muscle lines.

Vili looked down and met a pair of golden eyes.

"...Orange Phoenix."

He called out the other person's name and tried to lift his leg to throw the guy off, but he couldn't overcome the other person's strength and was instead held even tighter.

The tall, burly boy sat on the ground, stubbornly refusing to let go, looking up like a pitiful big dog, completely unconcerned about his image.

"Baby, I miss you so much."

Before Willy could answer, he pressed his face close to the boy's leg and rubbed against him affectionately.

"Neither Kii nor Yukimura replied to my messages, so I had to climb over the wall every day and wait outside your dorm. It was so hard to wait for you to come back."

Willy pressed his hand down onto his fluffy orange head, ruffling the styled hair into a mess, and snorted coldly.

"You're quite proud of breaking school rules? Be careful, or I'll go tell Teacher Tianhai."

"That's worth it."

"You have to be shameless to win over your wife"—this quote from Uncle Watanabe was remembered by Tachibana no Ueko.

However, it was also important to stop in time. Noticing that Willy's face showed signs of fatigue and impatience, he released his grip and stood up nimbly.

"Your first mission must have been tiring, right?"

He felt a pang of tenderness and wanted to touch Willie's face, but she quickly dodged him.

"Since you know that, you'd better get out of the way."

His reminder brought on another wave of drowsiness, and Willy could barely keep his eyes open.

He walked forward in a daze, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of something completely black squatting at his door. He was startled, his eyes widened instantly, and he stood there stunned as Ju Huang embraced him contentedly.

"Don't be afraid, baby."