Chapter 1439 Heart-eating Beast 5
The super game manager was a little panicked.
Human language can deceive, but the results of calculations cannot.
The clicking sound of the lighter echoed in the room. A good hunter would always be calmer in the most tense moments. Fu Anan used the movements of his hands to divert his attention. This matter could not be rushed.
After a long time... the delayed sound of Super Game Manager appeared in my mind.
【I just want to make an honest system. 】
"Given your current situation of being on both sides, you're destined to fail. Don't be nervous, follow your heart. If after all this time you still want to choose the survival system, I won't blame you."
No way!
I'm going to kill you!
Fu Anan was like an intimate older sister, gently inducing it to tell the truth.
[The Survival System is the highest level system in the Survival Game. Super Game Manager is just a tool system. The Survival System has the right to control lower-level systems. Master, I cannot refuse it.]
"So, you were forced to help the survival system, right?"
[The item system and the host have a symbiotic relationship, but the survival system can control our life and death.]
"Just tell me whether you will do it with me or not?"
【and……】
After the game manager finished speaking, he felt that he was not far from being destroyed.
"That's good, isn't it?"
Fu Anan finally nodded in satisfaction. "I'm not going to eat you. You'll have a bright future if you follow me. Let's talk now. Can the survival system monitor it?"
[You can... make it unable to hear.]
"Since you are my boss, I will not treat you unfairly if you follow me."
Seeing that the Super Game Butler's attitude softened, Fu Anan hardened up, "Do you know why you are afraid of the survival system?"
【Because it is the most advanced system. 】
"Wrong! Because we've been exploited by the survival system for so many years, the slave mentality ingrained in our bones has almost made us lose the will to resist."
Do you know human society?
Do you know thousands of years of cultural history?
The ancients said: "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky must rise!" Why was it born as the highest-level system? Why must a small system like yours, which works diligently, live in its shadow? Are you really willing to be a tool whose life and death are controlled by it?
You have to stand up! Fight against the sky, the earth, and the survival system, the fun is endless! "
Fu Anan said excitedly.
[…Is it really possible?]
"Can?
Do you dare to ask if the survival system itself can be a spy system?
Do you dare to tell the survival system your true thoughts?
Do you dare to refuse the rude demands made by the survival system in person and resist it face to face?
You dare not.
Because you don't have the ability to compete with it.
What's the problem? Only by standing up without hesitation and defeating the forces that oppress us can we have the right to choose! "
Fu Anan's words of rebellion were full of passion, and he was so excited that he even put his feet on the table.
"The survival system is the system, and you are also the system. A cowherd can become an emperor, and a housekeeper can become a master. Take a long-term view. Our goal is the stars and the sea!"
Ahhhh!
The Super Game Manager felt that his operating core was getting hot, and that unfamiliar feeling was commonly known as being high.
Super Game Manager has been having a hard time lately.
In order to save Fu Anan's life, it did something that invisibly harmed the interests of the survival game.
As a prop system dependent on the host, it will die if Fu Anan dies, and it will also die if it is found to be lying.
This kind of result, where no matter what choice you make, it's a dead end, makes people feel hopeless.
The situation was suddenly opened up by Fu Anan.
The worst outcome is destruction.
Why not give it a try and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!
【Kings, princes, generals, and ministers, should all rule! 】
Sure enough, its owner is the best person to itself!
However, becoming a master like the survival system is difficult. It possesses the most advanced computing systems, administrative authority, and complete oversight of the survival game. All item systems lack autonomous consciousness. If it discovers I've betrayed it, I'll be destroyed.
Good man, he even knows that he has betrayed.
"On the road of struggle, there will always be many difficulties. Dangers and rewards go hand in hand. If you want to sit at the top, the process will be accompanied by blood and thorns. Be brave, don't be afraid of difficulties, and charge forward!"
【Um! 】
After the rebellion, the Super Game Butler felt that his entire life had hope, and he was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. [Host, I may need to upgrade. Are you willing to open up permissions for me?]
"Open, open, open. I support you in whatever you want to do!"
[Then I might be less visible for the next period of time, so please be careful. After each round of the survival system, I'll check your performance. I can modify the game records, so just don't be too open about it.]
"good!"
[Woo! I'm so happy. You're finally nice to me again.]
Since it returned to Fu Anan's side until now, it has said so much, but not as much as it has now. Finally, it can feel the warmth of its host again. The housekeeper who has always been disliked by cats and dogs finally feels the warmth. "Please take good care of yourself during my absence."
After saying that, it disappeared.
The super game manager who rediscovered (was tricked into) the value of life quietly started the road of rebellion.
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Fu Anan despised the rubbish game that used her own things as rewards, while at the same time feeling proud of her effectiveness as a lecturer.
I didn't expect the lecturer to be so effective. I feel like we can have an in-depth discussion about super viruses in the future. After all, we have been working together for so long, but we haven't had a "genuine" meeting.
Just thinking this
Suddenly the indoor phone rang.
Fu Anan pulled her legs off the table, took two steps over and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Hello, Ms. Fu. This is the hotel front desk. Do you know a waiter named Yang Jie?"
"Captain Fu, save me!"
Two voices came from the phone, one of them was the young man who had just left her place a while ago.
"What's wrong?"
"Yang Jie damaged an antique that a customer brought in for a trade. According to the auction house's set price, he needs to pay approximately 4.8 million yuan in compensation..."
“Beep, beep, beep…”
The moment he heard that he had to pay more than four million yuan in compensation, Fu Anan hung up the phone.
Two seconds later, the phone rang again.
"Yang Jie, huh? You called the wrong number. I don't know him."
Fu Anan picked up the phone and spoke first.
"Captain Fu, help me! Wuuwuwu, don't abandon me, they want to auction my organs!"
There was a ghostly howling sound coming from the phone, and Fu Anan clicked his tongue when he heard the other end calling him Captain Fu.
"Can you wait? I'll be right there."
"Okay, please hurry up."
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