Chapter 41 White Dove (3rd Edition)

Chu Qingkong, who was "shared by three people", was looking at the points he had received from the activity happily with stars in his eyes.

[Ding, dear system A001, your 300,000 points have arrived.]

[Main system note: If you encounter a dangerous situation, please seek help from the emergency contact channel in time.]

Ah! The main system is really great! He won't secretly change a line of its code when submitting reports anymore! !

But what does dangerous mean?

Chu Qingkong closed the notification panel. As a straight system, he was inevitably a little confused. He looked up and saw the direction the hosts were heading.

Huh? My own flat? Isn't that a space warp tunnel? Why didn't I bring him back to work? Is there something wrong?

For the King of Rolls system, it's fine at work, but not at home. I haven't even finished cleaning up the strategy games at home yet!

He was so frightened that the code was about to take off. He resisted stubbornly, "Put me down, ahhh! I'm afraid of heights, ahhhh!"

Ming Fengque grabbed his collar, sighed slightly, and flew a little lower: "When you turned into a bird before, you never said you were afraid of heights."

Chu Qingkong pondered for a moment and told the truth: "Actually, I am afraid of heights. For example, if I fly up a tree, I dare not come down."

Ming Fengque: “…”

Memories flashed through his mind. The little bird was hiding on the treetop, shivering and not daring to come down. It would only flap its wings and fly over when he reached out to hug it.

Ming Fengque curled the corners of his lips: "Don't act like a spoiled child."

Chu Qingkong: “?”

Shi Weizhi's voice sounded coldly: "Let him go."

"Di Ru Chao" lit up in the air, and the sharp particles approached, breaking through the air and aiming directly at Ming Fengque's right hand!

Ming Fengque was forced to let go.

A corner of the dark night-like cloak flipped up!

In a flash, Shi Weizhi took Chu Qingkong over, knelt on one knee on the ground, and landed steadily.

He held him in a princess-like embrace and walked forward, the direction and destination unchanged.

Chu Qingkong: “…”

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Come to the large flat.

He saved up enough points and bought the penthouse in one go.

Ming Fengque pressed his slender hand on the door handle, and the entire door panel was covered with bright white spiritual power, which became more and more intense. With a crisp "click", he pushed the door open without any damage.

Chu Qingkong was picked up again.

He was grabbed by the back of his collar and fell dizzy onto the soft big bed.

Normally, he would charge his phone in this bed for ten minutes, sleep for eight hours, and then rush out to work on the system. Now he didn't have to rush, but for the first time, he was so nervous that the CPU temperature soared to the point of triggering an emergency alarm.

Chu Qingkong: “???”

It is so difficult to make a system. He is increasingly confused about what his host is thinking.

Shi Weizhi lowered his gaze, his eyes were dim and unclear, and he raised his slender fingertips, and a video appeared in the air in the bedroom.

——Remaining evidence.

Chu Qingkong tilted his head and looked at it in confusion. When the main system sold him out, he finally understood what happened. He was so angry that the core code turned into a messy garbled code, and the white hair on his head was puffing white smoke.

Ah! The main system is dead! He will modify its code every day from now on!

There's no way the system would sell itself out for 300,000 points, right? No way, no way, no way?

“…”

Pei Ciyi remained silent, looking at his wrinkled face thoughtfully.

Don't worry, they have reached a common consensus and are reluctant to scare him now.

Even though they like each other, their love is never equal.

Chuchu's love was like a clear lisianthus, always sincere and ever-loving. He was so diligent and energetic, full of vigor and vitality, living a positive life, carrying out his routine tasks, and completing even the boring and arduous work with excellence and beauty.

Who doesn't like a sincere person?

Their love lives in the shadows, hidden in every hesitation to speak. They want to express it but are afraid that no one will understand. They don't even have the qualifications to be jealous. It is a long-lasting and endless tug-of-war.

The initial love is a ray of healing and redemption, which leaks a tiny crack and shines on the dark corners like a waterfall. They have already gained enough and should not be too greedy.

A sensible dove will not kiss a crow.

Pei Ci closed his eyes slightly, and his eyes, like black tea, darkened.

… They couldn’t keep him by force.

…No, they would destroy him.

"A Pei?" Chu Qingkong pulled the hem of his sleeves, raised his head, and asked softly, "What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Pei Ci met the pure gaze cast upon him. Although the two men behind him hadn't expressed anything, their hesitation to move indicated that they were thinking the same thing.

Chuchu was also a system with a bad luck value of E. A sick soul was one in a million, and among the thousands of small planes, he could actually encounter three at once.

It is extremely difficult to play the role of an emotionally stable person in front of a favorite system.

"Contact the main system." He paused, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked into his eyes. "If it puts you in danger, contact it... I'm giving you this chance. While I can still control myself, don't hate me."

Chu Qingkong seemed even more confused. He reached out accurately and decisively and turned off his system panel, including the emergency contact information of the main system.

I don’t seem to dislike it at first…?

"Why would I hate my host?"

Chu Qingkong yawned, "I just want to say that 300,000 is too little. If you want to buy out such a powerful system like mine, you need at least this amount." He held up three fingers and said proudly, "30 million!"

"It's still a little difficult for you to reach this score now, but it doesn't matter. If you work harder together in the future, you will meet the requirement in about a hundred years."

Hosts: “…”

The cutest white dove in the world does not kiss the crow, but it pecks the crow.

As expected... their first time.

"I'm going to sleep now." Chu Qingkong lay down peacefully, covered himself with his own small quilt, turned on the light and closed his eyes, "You guys go back to work, come on, I'll come again during working hours!"

The goal is for him to work 996 and let his hosts work 007 together!

The hosts choked and were angry: "..."

Oh, dreaming.

Now that the atmosphere is like this, we can advance some future interest.

…

Chu Qingkong has a pair of pure and deep blue eyes, stained with water vapor, brighter and more vivid than thin ice, clear and hazy, just like the falling cherry blossoms in spring painted by watercolor.

Although she is not acting like a spoiled child, she is naturally soft and tender, and she is obviously pitiful.

Gets drunk easily.

Chu Qingkong had just called out "Host" in a daze when someone followed up with "Whose name are you calling?" He had no way of answering this question. His code was jumping with excitement, and he just hoped the freeze would pass quickly so he wouldn't have to face this.

——I actually found myself a little drunk.

The essence of being drunk on milk tea is that water has entered the body, which affects the data flow and its operation speed. Besides milk tea, any liquid will cause it to enter the body, making it dazed and confused.

Kissing, exchanging saliva...

The code ran slowly, causing his handsome face to become uncontrollably stained with tears and become soft and sticky.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were bright and clean, tiny dust particles were floating in the air, and his white hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks.

Do you hate the host? I hate it so much.

The system can't hold up.

An extremely bright white light flashed, and the program crashed.

…

The next day, Chu Qingkong woke up at nine o'clock sharp.

He slowly opened his eyes. He didn't really want to wake up, but his alarm was usually set for nine o'clock.

Ah! Why not nine o'clock in the evening?

He took a quick, tentative glance and was relieved to find that he was alone in the room.

The last fragments in my memory are still chaotic and hazy, but I didn't do some unspeakable things... What the hell! The system can't stand this!

Suddenly, there were several clear "ding-ling-bang" sounds outside the door, which woke him up completely.

Chu Qingkong activated the automatic repair program and cleaned the machine thoroughly, only to find that it seemed to have been cleaned. He used his extra energy to think about whether there was anything shameful hidden in his living room.

He blinked and froze.

——Ahhhhhhhhhhh His strategy game is in the living room!

He jumped out of bed, stumbled a little, and rushed out holding onto the door frame, "Let go of me..."

The voice choked again.

The sound just now came from the kitchen, with pots and pans colliding and breakfast coming out of the oven.

Ming Fengque changed into home clothes for the first time, holding a bowl of steaming pigeon soup and the morning tea he had ordered, leaning against the door.

The strategy game, which I had to complete all night to beat all the "Bad Endings", was shining brightly on the screen.

Pei Ci sat on the sofa, his expression relaxed and indifferent, his jade-like fingertips tapping the game controller.

Shi Weizhi didn't know where he was.

Ming Fengque and Pei Ciyi both noticed him, turned to look at him, and a rare hint of apology slowly appeared in their expressions.

...Apologize, this group of people will also apologize!

Chu Qingkong fell into deep thought, looking at the living room where everything had been replaced and it looked brand new, unlike his own home. He finally asked, "Did you destroy my house?"

He scanned the living room.

All the original furniture seemed to have disappeared.

There are still several remaining power fluctuations attached to the glass fragments that were forgotten to be picked up. The glass has been shattered, and the shadow of the original glass table can be vaguely discerned.

The good news was that the living room had been completely revamped. His host had been generous, buying all the most expensive new furniture. With hundreds of thousands of dollars spent, the furniture mall was likely to meet its quarterly KPIs.

“…”

In fact, it was a happy event that I got some host points in disguise, but after what happened last night, my mood became like, "Give me back my living room, you bastard!"

Chu Qingkong closed the bedroom door, leaned against it, and returned to the system space, silently searching: "Is it illegal for the system to kill the host? Will there be a sentence? How many years will it be?"

Countless search results popped up instantly, advising the system not to act impulsively.

He scanned the whole thing quickly and was just about to take action when his hands stiffened and slowly rose up, out of his control.

Chu Qingkong let out an "Ah" and looked at the hand he had raised with a look of confusion in his eyes.

What's wrong? Do you want to find the black-hearted rabbit to punish you again?

"Chu Chu." Shi Weizhi's voice sounded outside the door, cold and indifferent, without any emotion. "The mechanical device placed in the encrypted small room, does it contain your core code?"

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