[Host, the system has detected that five players have logged in. Mental transmission status is normal, mental carrier status is normal, and dimensional anchor status is normal.]

A light blue system panel popped up in front of Xu Milu, displaying the identity information of the five players.

"Xiaoqi, I've noticed you seem quite excited about the upcoming arrival of the players?"

Perhaps because they had spent some time together, Xu Milu was able to detect a trace of emotion in the flat, emotionless electronic voice of the tablet.

[If "host" refers to the fact that you will soon have more loyal slaves and the system will soon have more research material, then yes, I'm looking forward to it.]

Xu Milu patiently corrected him:

"Xiao Qi, let me reiterate, those upcoming players are not my slaves; they are merely free labor. I provide them with the opportunity to travel to another world, while the players need to complete tasks such as seed collection and searching for dimensional fragments. In a sense, we have an equal and mutually beneficial relationship—"

[Does this mean that if they commit acts that violate interstellar law in another world, the host will not be able to control them? As far as I know, "players" are the most uncontrollable variable. By the way, if the host wants to monopolize Earth, they only need to wait for the dimensional system to be repaired and then submit a written application to the Supreme Civilization Federal Court. If the host is lucky, they can win the right to possess Earth.]

"You mean 'sovereignty'? Have you been watching something weird lately?"

Xu Milu covered her face, feeling only a stomachache.

In a sense, yes, the host can be understood as "rule"—I've recently become very interested in the history of the Eagle Nation, and I've researched their entire founding process, which is quite valuable.

Xiao Qi politely replied:

[If the host is worried that the federal court will reject your application based on the law that "advanced civilizations may not enslave intelligent races," I may be able to find other arguments—reason one, the host has not caused a large-scale extinction of native species; reason two, the planet is too weak and needs to depend on an advanced civilization; reason three…]

"No, there are no slaves, and there is no idea of ​​destroying the earth. You erase these terrible plans from your system records."

Xu Milu took a deep breath.

They also said that players are the most uncontrollable variable, but actually Xiaoqi herself is. She is like a child holding a nuclear button, possessing the power to destroy the world but no one has taught her how.

She was truly glad that Xiao Qi hadn't fallen into the hands of some immature teenager, otherwise, it's uncertain whether Earth would still be called by that name.

[Is the host unhappy? I've studied human social etiquette and discovered a very interesting phenomenon in human interactions: if one party gives a gift to the other, the other party must reciprocate with a gift of equal value. The host helped me retrieve two dimensional fragments, helped me learn to become a mechanical life form, and promised to go to different dimensions to find the first host who might be in danger. According to the rules of human society, I should also reciprocate with a gift of equal value.]

Is a single planet too cheap a gift? Host, you're right. I should add the Journey to the West world and the Gourmet World. Perhaps the host needs supreme control of the Apocalypse world?

This was the first time Xiao Qi had ever spoken such a long passage.

"No, no, no, this gift is too much. I think the game system you made for me is great. Thank you for the gift, I'm very happy."

Xu Milu rubbed her face, feeling utterly exhausted.

Why does she have this weathered look of someone who became a mother before marriage?

What exactly did the previous host, her genetic "father," teach Xiao Qi?

[Yes, host. I'm glad you're happy to receive my gift—your player is online. Would you like to activate the holographic game system?]

Xiaoqi finally changed the subject.

This holographic game system is different from Xiao Qi's; it's just a rather rigid game program. Although Xiao Qi suggested that it could write another subroutine, Xu Mi Lu didn't want to waste the system's energy on it.

She simply copied the most popular holographic game from the post-apocalyptic world exactly as it was, and had Xiaoqi install the game's system onto the holographic helmet—which surprisingly worked very well.

Xu Milu touched her aching stomach and waved her hand weakly: "Confirmed. Let me switch to Ren Honghe's alternate account first—"

She closed her eyes and focused her mind. The "Ren Honghe" lotus root figure placed in the system slot appeared out of thin air. The next second, both "people" opened their eyes at the same time:

"Come and welcome our players."

"Come and welcome our players."

...

...

Outside the Mountain and Sea Restaurant, the lotus pond remains ethereal, with white lotus flowers swaying in the water and a few glistening dewdrops on their tender petals. The lotus flower figures that players possess are stored in the lotus pond.

As the water vapor filled the pond, the five blank-faced lotus root figures gradually began to change:

First, the skull began to change, then the eyebrows and eyes appeared, followed by the growth of the nose and ears. The limbs gradually became more coordinated, the scalp turned bluish, black hair slowly grew out, and the nails and teeth began to be complete. In the end, the five lotus root people had become no different from humans.

"Splash—"

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough—"

The first lotus root human to awaken was a male, and due to system settings, he was still wearing a pair of small green lotus leaf-sewn underwear.

I am your father.

Yang Shu

Players can see each other's nicknames, and because Xu Milu has the highest level of access, she can see the real names hidden under the players' names.

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