Chapter 1 Prologue

"So, you mean that I am actually dead, but my soul has not yet disappeared?" Nan Qiao's voice was a little hoarse and contained a hint of disbelief.

"In theory, that's true. Since the host's kin in the original world are already dead, the system can only use energy to trap the host's soul."

"Then, do I still have a chance to be resurrected?" The girl's voice was filled with hope.

"The host may still have a chance to reincarnate." The system's voice was reserved.

The girl was obviously choked by the direct words, and her already pale face turned even paler.

She fell silent, feeling uneasy.

No one would feel at ease if they woke up to find themselves in a strange place and were told by a strange thing that they were dead.

So after twenty years of living in fear, she finally died?

There was relief and sadness in her eyes, but these complex emotions only appeared for a moment and were quickly restrained by their owner.

I have been frail and sickly for twenty years. Although I haven't learned anything else, I have learned a lot about controlling my emotions.

"Then why did you save me?" After calming down, Nan Qiao smiled again, and her pale face was full of life.

She knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and the system in front of her was willing to spend energy to save her, probably because it had other intentions.

Why save her? The system scanned the girl's face, which, even though pale, still looked exquisitely delicate. Its previously formal tone suddenly took on a rare hint of hesitation: "...The system's choice of host is accidental."

Did it mean it chose her randomly? When had her luck gotten so good? A slight bitterness spread across the tip of her tongue, and a hint of irony flashed across the eyes of the girl with the dazzling smile.

The system seemed unaware of her doubts, and its round body sat upright. As long as no one noticed its 007 face-obsessed attribute, it would still be the wise and powerful System No. 007!

The first rule of the system: You must not be controlled by the host!

Looking at the system that was as still as a clock, a dark light flashed in Nan Qiao's eyes.

As a talented actor, she always felt that there was a hint of guilt in the system's tone.

Was it a random choice? Or a deliberate one? Perhaps she would have to test it out to find out. She always felt that the answer was crucial to her.

Nan Qiao pondered, her eyes slowly turning red, tears gathering in them: "So, I will never see my loved ones again, right?" There was a hint of sob in her words, making those who heard it cry.

The beauty shed tears, and the one who was most hurt was probably the one who was obsessed with beauty. And at this moment, the only person in the space who was obsessed with beauty, System 007, felt that he had suffered the greatest critical blow from his host.

The official and impartial attitude it had displayed from the beginning was no longer sustainable, and its tone began to become a little impatient.

"That's the theory." This is also the explicit rule of the system space, and even it cannot be violated easily.

Not in theory? But what about in practice?

Nan Qiao paused while sobbing, and the tears accumulated in her eyes fell drop by drop, landing on the ground and hitting the system's heart.

The system couldn't hold back any longer, and its tone became somewhat anxious: "Host, that's only theoretical."

"Actually, 007 has a tool that can send messages through dreams." The system's voice became very soft, as if it was afraid of being heard.

The host bound by the system can no longer have any contact with anyone or anything in the original world. This is also a clear rule of the main system.

If the main system knew that it was helping its host contact relatives in the original world, it would probably be formatted, so it had to be careful.

"The host can use the props to meet the host's family." There was reluctance in its words. This prop was drawn by it in the system space, and it had never been willing to use it.

"Thank you, 007." Nan Qiao burst into laughter and expressed her sincere gratitude to the system.

The beauty's smile once again captivated 007, and the slight reluctance in his heart was instantly forgotten.

However, it still had some concerns: "Host, this item has a side effect." It hesitated, as if it didn't know whether it should say: "After using it, the host may lose all memories of the original world." And it is irreversible.

After saying this, it fell silent, as if it had hidden itself completely. It explained the side effects clearly, and the choice of whether to use the prop was in the hands of the host.

Nan Qiao's expression remained unchanged, but he did not speak for a long time.

Memories of the past emerged in her mind one after another.

She had been sickly since birth, often hospitalized. For twenty years, her parents and siblings lived in constant fear, fearing she would die if they weren't careful.

In fact, when she knew she was dead, she felt not only sad but also relieved.

When she was alive, she often thought that instead of making her aging parents worry about her every day, it would be better for her to leave early than to suffer a long pain.

But in the end, the pain of seeing a loved one die has to be borne by her parents.

Her parents welcomed her into the world with joy and happiness, but in the end, they also had to send her away with pain.

The sadness in Nan Qiao's eyes deepened.

She was somewhat glad that she had a brother. With his company and comfort, her parents would eventually get over the pain of losing their daughter.

Nan Qiao was very sensitive to emotions, and she keenly sensed that the system was giving her some special "favorable treatment," or it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say "pity."

This made her heart, which had been hanging in the air since she woke up, feel relieved.

Although she didn't know why the system treated her differently, now that she had a breakthrough, she could make the most of it to maximize her benefits and gain more benefits for herself.

Nan Qiao made a small calculation in her mind, her face still stained with tears and her eyes were red. When she made her decision, her voice was hoarse: "System, I have decided, I still want to see my parents again."

She will never have the chance to see her parents again, and the memories in her mind are of no use other than being her last thoughts.

It would be better to maximize the benefits in exchange for the opportunity to let her parents know that their daughter is still alive in the world in another way, so that they can get over the pain of losing their daughter as soon as possible.

Nan Qiao's heart was still pounding as she thought of the family members who had loved her since childhood. She managed to maintain her composure, suppressing her grief, and spoke through a choked throat, carefully asking questions.

"System, how long will it take me to fall asleep?"

She hoped to deal with this matter as soon as possible. The longer she delayed, the more worried she would be. Her parents were old, and being overly immersed in grief would be a great blow to their aging bodies.

"If the host has made up his mind, the earliest time would be tonight."

Tonight, Nan Qiao is a little absent-minded, but that’s good, everything will change after tonight.

She closed her eyes, as if slowly easing her reluctance to leave her family.

"Then system, what do you need me to do for you?" When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had completely regained their calmness.

Because of her frail health, she has spent more than half of her life in the past twenty years in the hospital, so she is not particularly familiar with the popular memes on the Internet.

However, as for the system-related literary works that were particularly popular on the Internet for a period of time, I read a few of them when I was bored, based on the recommendations of my friends, so I am not unfamiliar with the word "system".

In those literary works, the hosts selected by the system will be required to complete the tasks assigned by the system. Nan Qiao thought that she should be the same.

"The system has no special requirements for the host. Please do not make any assumptions about the system." The system seemed to have been hit in the sore spot by Nan Qiao, and its tone was full of exasperation.

It is naturally different from those systems. In the spirit of humanitarianism, 007 will not force its host to do those so-called tasks, but...

"Host, because the integrity of the host's soul requires energy to maintain, if the host wants to stay alive, he may need to go to another world to absorb energy." The system said in annoyance, a little weakly.

The face-obsessed attribute system, which was just passing through a certain world, was captivated by the pale yet beautiful face lying on the hospital bed, and impatiently used the last reserves in the energy bank to save Nan Qiao's soul.

The consequence of being impulsive is that both the individual and the system are now facing a crisis of lack of energy.

"You mean, as long as I can take in enough energy, I can stay alive forever?" There was a rare hint of genuine excitement in Nan Qiao's calm tone.

"That's the theory." The system answered with a hint of caution.

A glimmer of light flashed in Nan Qiao's eyes. As a frail person who was often bedridden, the system's answer was as attractive to her as Tang Sanzang was to fairies.

She once again tried to suppress her inner excitement: "System, what is the method of absorbing energy?" She still had to ask clearly. Living a hundred years is not a simple thing, and the task should not be easy.

"Enter the small world and change the death of those destined to die, but you must follow the character of those destined to die in the small world."

The system saw the host's desire for immortality, and thought that it could also extract 10% of the energy absorbed by the host for its own use. The system did not beat around the bush and answered without hesitation.

After saying this, he stared at his host's snow-white face in a daze as he lowered his head in thought.

In fact, its host is really suitable for such a task.

Who could resist such a captivating beauty? Who could bear to let such a beauty perish?

It couldn't. As a system, when it first saw Nan Qiao, its first thought was: Such a beauty shouldn't be bedridden and die alone in the end.

She should be held high in the sky, enjoy the best of everything, and receive all the praise in the world.

The beauty's disappearance made the system lose its mind, so when her soul was about to dissipate, it impulsively used the little energy left in the energy bank to capture her soul and brought it into the system space.

If this is the case for a system without a heart and without human emotions, how could anyone in the Three Thousand Worlds who possesses the normal aesthetics and emotions of a higher being be willing to reject her?

The system believed that in the three thousand small worlds, no one would be willing to put her in danger.

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The popular cannon fodder in the apocalyptic literature

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