Plot Correction System (V)

Shang Li had already made his plans.

Ye Bai went to be a student, and he went to be a practical class teacher.

Anyway, there is no way to prove that he is the real Shang Li and remarried his wife Meimei at the moment, so he might as well continue to be "old enemies" for the time being.

Cui Lan would definitely not miss the news that he had come back to life and returned to the Superpower Bureau intact.

If my wife thinks that I am still a time traveler, she will never give up the pursuit.

The chance of Xiao Cui pursuing him is rare. If that's the case, how can I stay in a position where I have to do high-risk missions every day and let her succeed so easily? He thought happily.

Haha, of course I have to retreat to the rear camp and make things difficult for my wife, so that she can rack her brains to get close to me secretly.

Of course, we can't be too defensive.

Practical classes usually require taking students out for training, which gave Xiao Cui a good opportunity.

Shang Li was very satisfied with this decision.

It’s a really good position, and you can also keep an eye on the protagonist as he tries to save the world - although he is only the protagonist in 568’s story, and I don’t know if the plot is nonsense.

Of course, there is one last point - this is an almost completely new environment.

Having been in the action department for ten years, some members must have connections with the twelve time travelers who had taken them away.

Regardless of whether they were friends or doubts were something else, Shang Li did not want to continue the relationship on behalf of the time travelers.

He was even unwilling to continue to associate with Chen Jin.

Shang Li withdrew his thoughts and silently placed the document on Chen Jin's desk.

“It’s long overdue.”

Chen Jin was sitting in his office, signing his name with a curse, "Cui Lan was always trying to kill you, and this time you rushed into the rift to save someone, and you almost got yourself killed. I almost got killed by you, too."

"At least half of the time every year, I am in the hospital because of him. If you don't ask me to change my job, I will have to find you first."

Shang Li pretended to be a typical junior, nodded to show that he was learning, and then casually mentioned, "I remember Cui Lan was supposed to join the Supernatural Bureau ten years ago."

Hearing this, Chen Jin returned the application form to Shang Li, picked up the glass-walled thermos and drank a sip of tea, "He...ah, I really don't know what to say."

"Cui Lan was supposed to join the Supernatural Bureau, but two days before he started, that guy suddenly went crazy and broke into my office, grabbing me and saying that I had been abducted."

He still remembers that memory as clearly as yesterday.

The short-haired young man has always been a steady and serious person, and the anxiety and fear on his face when he ran into the office were so real, so Chen Jin believed his words almost instantly and went against the majority opinion and took Shang Li directly back to the Superpower Bureau.

But no matter how he asked, Shang Li's answers were flawless, and his every move was familiar. Chen Jin could not see any flaws, and only Cui Lan firmly believed that this man was pretending.

He thought he didn't know Shang Li as well as Cui Lan, so he asked a specialized psychic to search Shang Li's soul.

After much trouble, the result clearly told them that there was no problem.

All means have been exhausted.

At this point, Chen Jin could only declare: No problem, he is the real Shang Li.

The conclusion was reached, and everyone in the Superpower Bureau no longer trusted Cui Lan's words. Instead, they believed that he was the one whose consciousness was affected by some superpower and who could not recognize his companions.

Since then, Cui Lan has completely disappeared.

When he reappeared in public five years later, the new member who was about to join the Bureau of Supernatural had already become the leader of an underground supernatural organization and a lunatic at large.

The murderers of more than a dozen assaults that occurred in the past five years were subsequently revealed.

Later on, his actions became more and more rampant, and he even dared to carry out killing activities right under the nose of the Superpower Bureau.

"I know you two had a relationship a long time ago, but Cui Lan has gone crazy to the point where it is irreparable."

Chen Jin said: "Even I know about it. He even sneaked into the Civil Affairs Bureau and divorced you two."

“…”

Shang Li couldn't help but remain silent for a while.

The ten years that this body had experienced had not yet become memories in his mind, but now that he had a glimpse of a blank corner of the past, he felt a little suffocated.

He could almost fully imagine how Cui Lan felt when he was isolated and helpless.

But no matter how uncomfortable Shang Li felt, he couldn't catch those time travelers and beat them up. He could only pretend to be regretful and sighed helplessly, "I have already forgotten how I reacted at that time."

"How can you react?"

Chen Jin shook his head. "You were depressed for two days, and then you told us that you have completely come to your senses. Cui Lan was deceived and led astray, and you vowed to catch him and bring him to justice."

“…”

Shang Li wanted to say something but stopped.

"But since I met you in the rift, I found that your mentality has changed." The old man suddenly changed his tone.

He raised his eyelids and said, as if hinting at something: "Now the way you speak and act has become more...lively."

"Really?"

Shang Li, whose mental age was still ten years ago, paused when he heard this, then raised a nearly perfect smile, "So do you think I am better now, or before?"

Chen Jin said: "People in their thirties certainly need to be more mature."

"...Yes, you are right."

The red-eyed man kept smiling and just nodded in agreement.

He said silently in his heart:

After all, teachers are closer to the students they have trained themselves.

Shang Li knew clearly that the old man had begun to doubt him, and the only reason he was willing to continue playing pretend with him was that he had no evidence and could not take action.

Haha, there will be no chance to do it in the future.

After completing the formalities, Shang Li left the Supernatural Bureau without any regrets and wandered alone on the street.

He did not take Chen Jin seriously. After all, to a ghost whose consciousness was still in his twenties, the old man was at best just a person whose face he could recognize.

Not even an acquaintance.

But when Shang Li thought of Chen Jin's words which implied that "the time traveler is better than himself", he was still angry.

Where to go next?

He looked up at the blue sky, then looked around at the streets that were undergoing tremendous changes.

I don't want to go back to the apartment arranged by the Bureau of Superpowers. It's full of traces of the lives of time travelers. I already hated it, and now I hate it even more.

I also can't go back to the house that Xiao Cui moved to the Rift, because he will definitely drive me away.

Ah, wife, I miss you again.

By the way, is Xiao Cui missing me now?

Thinking of this, Shang Li decisively transferred his consciousness to the clone that was set to automatically follow.

The pixelated man was nestling comfortably in Cui Lan's scarf, with half of his body pressed against the man's beautiful and smooth neck.

Cui Lan himself was squatting on a tree thousands of miles away, holding a pair of exquisite and small binoculars, the lens aimed at him who was in a daze on the street.

Seeing this, Shang Li was immediately happy.

He secretly watched his wife secretly watching him with interest for a while.

Cui Lan frowned silently, not understanding why the person in the camera started laughing for no apparent reason on the street.

When the pixel man saw Cui Lan’s bewildered state, he couldn’t help but laugh even more happily, and his eyes turned into the shape of “〉〈”.

After having fun for a while, Shang Li suddenly had an idea in his mind.

He acted immediately and walked into the alley across the street. Following his past memories, he made many twists and turns before finally finding the man who was painting yellow rats on the wall with bottles and jars.

I never thought that after all these years, this artist would still be here.

Shang Li couldn't help but feel a little emotional: Was it because of all the bad luck he had suffered in the past few days that he finally got some good luck?

"Brother, please help me."

Seeing that the artist noticed him standing not far away, Shang Li put on a gentle and polite smile, walked over, patted the man on the shoulder, and whispered something.

The artist nodded and made an "OK" gesture.

Three minutes later, Shang Li turned and left the alley, and the artist continued to paint the yellow mouse without distraction.

An hour later, the artist finished painting the wall and left.

Another half hour passed, and as if confirming that the surroundings were safe, a dark shadow landed at the entrance of the alley as lightly as a swallow.

"What did that guy want to show me?"

Cui Lan muttered to himself in a low voice, slowly approached the mural, looked at it for a long time, and finally found a pair of small people wearing red and black clothes in the lower right corner.

The little figures held hands, and underneath was written in red ink a line of small words: I'm always watching you.

A faint chuckle came to my ear.

“…”

The silver light in Cui Lan's hand condensed for a moment, then slowly dissipated.

never mind.

A few days later, Shang Li officially took up his post.

I don’t know if Chen Jin thought that he applied for a job change just to take care of the children, so he used the back door to put Ye Bai in the class he was in charge of.

Of course, it is also possible that he wanted to see what the purpose of this psychic who "took away" his beloved student Shang Li was.

All in all, Shang Li arrived at school smoothly.

Stepping onto the familiar corridor again, he couldn't help but say "I'm back again".

He and Cui Lan had studied together in this old school for three years. In order to secretly meet during break time, the two of them searched almost every corner of the campus. They were so familiar with each other that they could walk around freely with their eyes closed.

But most of the time, they would sit side by side on the terrace during breaks, sunbathing and chatting.

We talked about a lot of things, including questions like "If you don't enter the Supernatural Bureau in the future, where will you work?"

"Well...it's actually not bad to go back to school and be a teacher."

Seventeen-year-old Cui Lan leaned on the railing, narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a comfortable tone.

Shang Li turned his head. The bright golden sunlight dyed the short black hair of the person next to him into dark brown, and gave the fair skin a soft edge. The whole person seemed to be covered in a layer of light syrup.

He felt so happy watching this that he couldn't help but rub his head against Cui Lan's neck, "I don't want to be with a large group of people all day long."

"I didn't ask you to be with me."

Cui Lan laughed and raised her hand to touch Shang Li's soft and flexible hair. "I come here to work. You can do whatever you want."

No one could have predicted that fifteen years later, Cui Lan would become an outlaw and the person who came to this school to teach would become Shang Li.

What a twist of fate.

He sighed and stopped in front of the indoor training ground for the practical class.

Shang Li took out a pair of black half-frame glasses from his trouser pocket and put them on. He straightened his collar, straightened his shoulders and walked into the training ground.

Because of the formalities and temporary training, Ye Bai arrived at school a few days earlier than him, and he must have been fighting with his classmates by now...

"Ye Bai, are you worthy enough to team up with Zhi Zhi?!"

The classroom was suddenly filled with the sharp roar of a young man.

Shang Li: “…”

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and saw a group of people crowding around the two protagonists in the center of the training ground.

Among them, the young man with golden hair stood in a reckless and arrogant manner, looking down at Ye Bai who was sitting on the ground with a blank face and said disdainfully: "A waste like you is only worthy of teaming up with waste!"

What is this, a cannon fodder villain?

Shang Li leaned silently against the door of the training ground where no one was paying attention, and with a flick of his fingers he released the plot correction system 568 from the small dark room.

[Mission 2: Help the protagonist enter the Supernatural High School and slap the cannon fodder villain Lin Siyuan in the face. Points earned: 300 points]

After 568 regained his sight, he got straight to the point without a word of nonsense.

After these days of traveling in the small dark room, it has figured out the character of its new host and accepted the reality and fate of being a tool.

It doesn't matter, as long as I can complete the mission and save the world, anything is fine.

Anyway, the teacher of this course is just a nameless background board in the original work, so it’s just right to let the host take his place.

568 comforted himself painfully.

[Host, the blond-haired student is Lin Siyuan, who is a cannon fodder villain who makes things difficult for the protagonist in the Supernatural High School, and the young master of the wealthy Lin family in Yan City. ]

It explained the background of the plot to Shang Li with all its heart and responsibility. [Because Ye Bai took the initiative to invite Liu Zhizhi, the girl he liked, to form a team, he got angry. As a result, when the group mission was carried out later, no one was willing to let Ye Bai join the team. He could only form a team with other classmates who were not selected by anyone.]

[Finally, in the practical mission, Ye Bai, who led the team to create a miracle and won first place, slapped him hard in the face.]

Shang Li sighed inwardly and commented, "Such a classic plot."

568: [……]

[In short, host, no matter what the process is, as long as we ensure that the protagonist finally gets first place in the practical mission, slap the cannon fodder villain Lin Siyuan in the face, and make him submit to the protagonist, we can complete the mission.]

"Yeah, very good."

Shang Li was pleased with 568's self-awareness and decided to reward the system with a little free time.

568 couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that he had escaped the fate of being locked up in the small dark room again.

I have to perform well in the future.

Meanwhile, on the training ground, the blond-haired boy continued to attack Ye Bai.

Shang Li waited for a while, and seeing that the child was now almost full of hatred, he walked over and started to act like a good person, "Students, class time has come."

Lin Siyuan watched as the handsome man with red eyes suddenly emerged from the crowd, pulled Ye Bai up with one hand, and stood in front of him.

"whispering sound."

The young master showed equal disdain for this, "Are you the new teacher?"

"Yes." Shang Li replied with a smile.

"He doesn't look that good." Lin Siyuan raised his eyelids and looked at Shang Li up and down, then sneered, "He has skinny arms and legs, and he doesn't look as good as my... at fighting."

When he spoke a certain word, he mumbled and swallowed the pronunciation.

Shang Li raised his eyebrows and glanced down at himself.

This body was carefully crafted by the puppeteer, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a perfect hanger for clothes.

Although his muscles are a little thin, not as good as those of bodybuilders who are specially trained in the gym, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, the power that this body can produce is definitely enough to rival that of a B-level power-type psychic.

"Please hold back your dissatisfaction, classmate."

Shang Li stood up and adjusted his glasses, narrowing his red eyes and said, "No wonder the Lin family is the second richest family in Yan City, as they can raise a child like you."

The man's voice slightly emphasized the word "second". His tone was calm and gentle, but the content was like a cold arrow that pierced Lin Siyuan's heart.

Lin Siyuan was enraged.