Pan Yang blinked and exclaimed, "Oh dear, this is troublesome. I'll have to type to chat with him from now on. I'm so tired."
001: "Huh?" Why is the host's thought process so peculiar?
Pan Yang slowly reached for his phone: "It's okay, if you can't hear it, you can't hear it."
Ye Zhouyang looked at the words on the screen, then at Pan Yang, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. He then nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to Y country first. Our tickets are for tomorrow morning."
Then he simply leaned against Pan Yang and chatted idly.
The two went abroad for a month before returning. When Yun's father saw them come back, he was both angry and helpless. He then simply waved his hand and continued his retirement life.
I don't know how many years have passed.
001: "Mission complete, teleporting back to system space."
Pan Yang slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his temples, and looked around. The scene was his room. He looked around and realized that another hour had passed.
He took a deep breath, looked at the computer, and finally typed a few times on the keyboard. An image instantly appeared on the screen: the room was filled with various mechanical instruments, but in the middle of the room, a person was locked in a glass container.
The man had his eyes closed and remained quietly in the vessel. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, one might have thought he had died. Fan Yang's eyes never left the man.
Zhou Yang has changed a lot. He looks taller than before, and his hair has grown out and he looks very handsome. His hair is also very long, reaching his waist. He is wearing a loose-fitting lab coat, which makes him look very thin.
Pan Yang quickly typed a few keystrokes, stood up, opened the communicator, sent a few messages, and then, in a flash, returned to the system space.
Seeing that Pan Yang breathed a sigh of relief, 001 then asked with some doubt, "Host, how exactly did you get out? Since you were able to get out, why didn't you just go directly to the Time and Space Administration and sneak in?"
Pan Yang rolled his eyes: "You can only go out for a short time. Do you think I don't want to overthrow the Time and Space Administration?" He couldn't let anything happen to Zhou Yang, so he had to ensure that Zhou Yang was 100% safe.
"Alright, let's move on to the next world."
"Yes, host!"
"I wonder if the Prime Minister has any daughter he admires? I can help arrange a marriage for him."
Looking around at the scene, it was all too familiar – the ancient morning court session. And the emperor's gaze was fixed on him, so those words were meant for him.
“I don’t like people.” Pan Yang said without thinking, looking at the emperor with a serious expression.
“What the Prime Minister said is quite interesting. However, His Majesty kindly inquired about the Prime Minister's matter, but you, sir, made such a joke. Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?” Cheng Yue, who was standing not far away, spoke slowly.
"I'm not joking." Pan Yang looked at Cheng Yue: "You're not jealous of me, are you? You're so womanly." As she spoke, Pan Yang shook her head helplessly, as if she looked down on him.
Cheng Yue looked at Pan Yang, his expression shifting repeatedly before he simply snorted coldly.
Seeing this, the Emperor sighed and said, "Alright, you two stop arguing. What kind of behavior is this in the court? Since the Prime Minister has no one he likes, I will not make the decision on my own. Court is adjourned."
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" the minister exclaimed.
As soon as the emperor left, Pan Yang turned and walked away. Cheng Yue walked slowly not far away from Pan Yang, the two of them only about two meters apart.
Cheng Yue then quickened his pace, bumped into Pan Yang's shoulder without any politeness, and then strode away.
Fan Yang was a little confused as he held the note that had suddenly been handed to him. Huh? What's going on? Why would this person give him a note? Were they arguing during the morning court session?
001: "Teleporting to the storyline."
This is a fictional ancient country called Yan. The emperor just mentioned is the new emperor named Shi Yan. The original owner's father and Cheng Yue's father were important officials in the court when the previous emperor was alive. However, the two were always arguing and bickering, which made them seem like they didn't get along.
Coincidentally, after their deaths, their sons also entered the court as officials and continued to bicker and argue in front of the new emperor, seemingly looking down on each other. However, they were actually good friends in private. It was just that both families held high positions of power, and if the emperor saw them as close friends, he would inevitably have reservations. So they simply pretended to be at odds.
However, the new emperor was more ruthless than they had imagined. He couldn't tolerate the two of them. Even though they seemed to be restraining each other, Shi Yan only wanted them to fight to the death. So Shi Yan interfered and first used fabricated charges to eliminate Cheng Yue. Later, the original owner understood Shi Yan's decision and realized that no matter how loyal he showed, it was useless. In the end, he resigned from his post.
However, Shi Yan was not at ease with him and gave him a pot of poisoned wine. The original owner's old friend had passed away, and the emperor could not keep him. For the sake of the Shi family's subordinates, the original owner drank the poisoned wine directly.
Mission: Survive alongside Cheng Yue and witness the prosperity of the nation.
This task isn't that difficult, Pan Yang thought, stroking his chin. Does this mean he'll have to plan another rebellion? He could then hand the throne to Cheng Yue, find Zhou Yang, and travel the world—perfect!
001: "Host, let's get serious. Stop thinking about rebellion! Shi Yan is just too paranoid and wants to hold onto power. Besides, what if Cheng Yue doesn't want to be emperor if you rebel!"
"Simple, just let Zhou Yang take over." Pan Yang said matter-of-factly.
“Host, you…” 001 was truly speechless. After silently repeating “calm down” three times, it took a deep breath: “Host, what if Zhou Yang doesn’t want to be emperor either?”
"Hiss." Pan Yang thought for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully: "I'll have to ask him then."
"6."001 is tired.
Unbeknownst to him, Fan Yang had reached the palace gate. He then unfolded the slip of paper in his hand, and there it read:
"Same place tonight, see you there."
After tearing the note into pieces, Pan Yang threw it away. What the heck? Why does it feel like there's some shady relationship going on? Was the original owner really friends with Cheng Yue? Pan Yang took a deep breath. Oh well, whatever.
At night, following the original owner's memories, Pan Yang arrived at a small tavern with few people. He skillfully entered a private room and, as expected, saw Cheng Yue.
"You're here! Come, come, sit down. This wine is peach blossom wine that I've been looking for for a long time. Try it." Cheng Yue said as he poured wine for Pan Yang.
Pan Yang sat down in the chair, picked up the wine glass and smelled it; the aroma was quite nice.
"Sigh, if it weren't for the Emperor keeping an eye on us, I would have sent you to your residence long ago." Cheng Yue raised his wine cup and took a sip, then looked at Pan Yang with some gossip: "Speaking of what the Emperor said today, do you have a girl you like?"
"I don't have a girl I like." Pan Yang shook his head, paused, and continued.
Cheng Yue chuckled, looking like he'd known all along, "You're so focused on the court, it's a shame the Emperor doesn't believe you."
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