"Mind reading? Why do I need this thing? To cling to the protagonist?" Fan Zhiyi thought about the male protagonist's terrible character of a murderous devil, and said "Huh". Forget it, forget it. It is said that serving a king is like serving a tiger. If he serves the male protagonist with his brain, he will be beheaded in a second. No, no, no, the male protagonist will not chop off his head. The male protagonist will only treat him like a toy and torture him to death.
Thinking of this, Fan Zhiyi shuddered.
"What the system decides to give to the host will definitely be helpful for this mission. As long as the host can find a way to bring warmth to the protagonist, influence him, stop him from continuing to go evil, and help him become an upright, kind, and dedicated young man, the host can get the system's reward." Bai Bai continued to tempt Fan Zhiyi.
Fan Zhiyi lifted the curtain and looked outside: "What reward?" Since he came in, it seemed that he had been traveling deep in the mountains. Where was he going?
"As long as the system can do it, the host can make a wish on his own, even if it means wanting to be resurrected in the real world."
When Fan Zhiyi heard this, he narrowed his eyes. How could this system be so easy to talk to? It even promised that he could make a wish himself.
Based on the known conditions, Fan Zhiyi concluded: "The difficulty coefficient of this task is very high." As he spoke, Fan Zhiyi lowered the curtain.
First of all, let me make it clear that he is not a coward. It is just that it is pitch black outside, which makes people feel scared for no reason, as if many invisible hands will reach out from the darkness at any time to pull you into hell.
Bai Bai: "...Yes, the hosts of the other systems, including my previous host, all died in this novel."
"Then why do you think I can complete the mission? What if I die here?" Fan Zhiyi doesn't like working in vain. He only likes to do things where victory can be completely predicted, or the end can be seen at a glance. That way he doesn't have to be suspicious or waste time. He just needs to repeat it mechanically day after day. Although it is boring, it is safe and peaceful.
He had never been a man of great ambition. The premature enlightenment he had gained in the orphanage had taught Fan Zhiyi that living a good and comfortable life was the most important thing. He was just an ordinary, selfish person, Fan Zhiyi told himself.
The white mechanical voice replied emotionlessly, "The host will not die. On the contrary, as long as the host does as I say, we will be able to complete the mission and leave here soon."
"...Then I will make a wish to be resurrected in the real world and become a millionaire." Fan Zhiyi said shamelessly. After all, it was this damn system that made the wish first.
Bai Bai: "...as long as the host can complete the task, it's fine."
For some reason, Fan Zhiyi always felt that this system was unreliable and that he couldn't trust everything it said.
Just as Fan Zhiyi was about to argue with the system, the sedan suddenly became unstable and swayed. The wind from outside blew the curtains and hit Fan Zhiyi in the face. Fan Zhiyi could only shield his face with his sleeves. Suddenly, his head was thrown up and hit the top of the sedan, making him grimace in pain.
Oh my god, what’s wrong?
Just as Fan Zhiyi was about to open the curtain on his left to look outside, the system kindly reminded him, "The host is not mentally prepared yet. It's best not to do this."
Okay, Fan Zhiyi listened to the advice very well and immediately put down his hands and supported himself on both sides to maintain balance.
Not long after, the sedan regained its stability and no longer shook so violently.
Fan Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief and heard someone outside shout, "Don't be afraid, sir. The wind in the mountains is usually very strong."
"Okay." Okay, okay, he was not afraid. It would be strange if he was not afraid. This wind could blow the sedan chair carried by four big men into this state. It was clearly an evil wind!
Just as Fan Zhiyi was secretly complaining in his heart, Bai Bai continued, "So, did you remember the host's identity and precautions that I mentioned earlier?"
"Uh... remember it." Fan Zhiyi chose a euphemism. Although he cursed the system vigorously, Fan Zhiyi actually knew very well that if he wanted to live more easily in this harsh world in the future, the system would still be very useful most of the time.
"..." Perhaps feeling that Fan Zhiyi's answer was unreliable, Bai Bai repeated it electronically, "The host is the adopted child of the Fan family, a family of immortal cultivators, and is named Yi Zhifan. This name was obtained for the host by the system. The system can only help the host to a limited extent in this world. Please work harder on your own."
"Can't I use my real name?" Shao Congyi asked sincerely, why he had to use a generated name.
"The host's real name doesn't mean much here. After all, everyone in this world nowadays wishes they were called Fan Zhiyi." Bai Bai said.
Fan Zhiyi clearly heard every word, but why couldn't he understand them when they were put together?
Bai Bai continued, "And most importantly, please remember, host, nothing in this book has anything to do with you. Please don't fall in love with any of the characters in this book. This is the most common mistake that novices make. This world is very dangerous and difficult, so please take it seriously."
"Oh~" Fan Zhiyi stretched out his voice and picked out the important things to write down.
"Well then, host, get ready, let's begin."
"What, what started?" Fan Zhiyi was extremely confused, but the system was no longer speaking.
Then Fan Zhiyi heard the sedan bearers outside discussing, "Don't you think it's a little strange? Why is Master Fan's sedan always so far away from us?"
"What's the big deal?" another one chided him for making such a fuss. "The world is scary enough on a night like this. Stop being so paranoid."
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