Chapter 58 Record
Shi Weizhi looked at the list indifferently, his eyebrows twitching, and said, "Maintenance report..."
After confirming Chuchu was safe, this list reminded him of something: the color blindness maintenance report that Chu Qingkong had shown them.
The order didn't specify the repairs, only the time. It was a blank, unremarkable list. They had never seen an order before, so they were fooled into it.
Even though they already knew that the color blindness claim was a lie, after seeing it with their own eyes and confirming it again, they still...
This little liar had a day when his routine was disrupted. After the disruption, he should be unable to deceive people anymore, right?
However, if it is Chuchu, it is more likely that the deception will be more easy.
Now he had a reason to break away from the friendship they had previously shared, thereby further harming them.
"Next time, please send me a copy of any maintenance reports for Chu Qingkong."
"Okay, okay." Blackhearted Rabbit nodded like a chick pecking at rice, pressed down the brim of his maintenance hat, turned around and waved, "By the way, next, please take the comatose A001 home. After all, my small maintenance room can't accommodate him."
…
Pei Ci held Chu Qingkong in his arms and pushed open the bedroom door.
It only takes one person to send Chu Qingkong off.
He had anticipated this scene a long time ago, and said sarcastically that Shi Weizhi and Ming Fengque had just had a fight and had the smell of blood on their bodies, which would affect Chu Qingkong's rest.
Before the other two reacted and were approaching, he took him away quietly, and the task finally fell on him.
It was the first time he had seen his bedroom so carefully.
The small room was filled with piles of animal pillows, creating a warm and soft atmosphere. From elephants and giraffes to cats and bears, they were all lined up against the walls. The only missing piece was the rabbit.
He lowered his eyes slightly to glance at the boy in his arms, thought for a while, and then smiled. He thought that it was Chuchu's words, and he must have felt that buying a rabbit pillow was worse than rubbing a moving rabbit directly.
Chu Qingkong had just undergone maintenance, which was like a major operation for the system. At this moment, he lay in his arms with his eyes closed, looking so quiet and well-behaved, which was rare.
He unconsciously reached out and stroked his long eyelashes, sighing slightly. He would rather he opened his eyes, full of energy, and started to irritate him.
He put him on the bed, stared at his sleeping face, tucked in the quilt, and straightened his overly long white hair to prevent it from getting tangled when he woke up.
Hmm... Chuchu fell asleep. Pei Ci thought carelessly that his system had been damaged by another host, and he wondered what that person had done. Of course, he had murderous intentions towards the host, but he couldn't react emotionally towards the sleeping system.
He should have been furious, but Chuchu was so cute. It looked adorable sleeping now. The bed must have wireless charging, because within ten minutes, it had already made a gentle beep, indicating it was fully charged.
Is this the bed Chuchu usually sleeps on? Afterward, she energetically clocks in for work, crossing the long space warp tunnel to be beside him?
What kind of dreams does the system have? Will it dream of the host? It must be dreaming of him now that it's sleeping so soundly.
Pei Ci's red eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly a satisfied and lazy smile flashed in his eyes.
He took off his coat, lay down beside Chu Qingkong, put his arms around him, and let him sleep in his arms, breathing softly and completely defenseless.
He placed one arm under his shoulder. The muscles in his body, tempered by his soul power, were incredibly strong and he didn't feel the slightest pain at all. His other bony hand gently and with irresistible force passed through his graying hair.
So good.
It seemed like he had been waiting for this day for a long time.
This opportunity is rare, should I do something? Ah, I can't think about it, what if I hurt Chuchu again? Or wait for him to recover... No... I still want to touch him, don't want to wait...
Who can resist his own system?
Pei Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and he lifted his chin affectionately, like a loyal minister offering everything to the king. Bewitched and desperate, he bit his lips and pressed them against his.
So sweet.
They're all his.
…
The next day, Chu Qingkong's 996 alarm clock kicked in after a long absence. At 8:50, his mind pinged and pinged in his head, forcing him to wake up so he could make it to work at 9:00.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself being held in his arms again.
It's not the same host as last time.
...Could it be that I am a Sea King System? Oh, so it really is, then it's all right.
Chu Qingkong had no regrets and broke free decisively, saying expressionlessly, "Host, this is misconduct. This will be recorded."
Host.
He always called him "A Pei", which was a sign that his intimacy was different from that of the other two.
Pei Ciyi had hardly heard him call him host, so he couldn't help but pause slightly.
During this gap, Chu Qingkong seized the opportunity and uploaded the report record.
Pei Ciyi: "..."
very good.
Although he wanted to teach Chu Qingkong a lesson, considering what the maintenance engineer said, "Just follow his lead," he could only endure it for the time being.
Don't be impatient, there will be plenty of opportunities to ask him to change his name in the future.
"Chu Chu," he smiled slightly, his voice gentle, "What plot are we going to follow?"
Chu Qingkong ignored his expression and replied in a serious tone, "The harem plot line."
“…”
Pei Ci always saw the same cuteness in Chu Qingkong's different actions, and now he inexplicably felt that he would answer any question asked, which made him feel itchy.
I wish I could wipe out his knowledge base completely, leaving myself alone.
never mind.
He just thought about it and was reluctant to do so.
He chuckled softly, "I never thought today would be the day of the palace fight system... I anticipated this day long before the lottery system started." He began to revisit past events, casually asking, "Chu Chu, is there a probability in the lottery?"
Chu Qingkong tilted his head slightly, his azure pupils clearly visible, and answered the question in the same tone: "No."
"...Then what is the probability?"
It turned out that the nearly one million points I earned at that time were wasted.
Chu Qingkong seemed to be genuinely reminiscing, his voice sounding both innocent and confident: "Well... you're all the same. I think you have too many points. In the long run, it's not conducive to the balance of the main divine space, so you have to give me some."
Pei Ciyi: "..."
The main divine space has a balance of income and expenditure. Is this something the main system taught us? What kind of balance of income and expenditure do capitalists want? How could they actually deceive Chuchu?
Then why didn't Chuchu believe any of his sweet words?
How could there be such a system in the world? He was already dumbfounded, yet it could still accurately infuriate him.
Pei Ci thought he could still endure it a little longer, but he soon realized that this wasn't the peak of his anger.
According to the effect description of the functional module, when Chu Qingkong turns on the harem system mode, it will automatically construct an imaginary harem world and pull them into it, similar to time travel.
Nine o'clock sharp.
Chu Qingkong punched in for work.
The three hosts sensed the distinct presence of the system at the same time. Their eyes blurred, and when they opened their eyes again, they had arrived in a new world.
Kunning Palace, where the queen lives, is cold and elegant.
Shi Weizhi lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the luxurious and intricate phoenix seal on the table, and pondered in silence.
There is no doubt that his identity is the queen.
But this queen was not happy with her life.
The maid said in a lost voice that the emperor had not come to the queen's place for more than a month.
The imperial garden is full of colorful flowers.
Pei Ci lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hand, and stared closely at his wide Xiang-colored sleeves, which were the same color as before, but he did not find any object that could prove his noble identity.
The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a lazy and dangerous smile.
In Chuchu's heart, she was not the queen...
"Little eunuch." He casually called over a young and naive eunuch, his voice neither salty nor bland, but with a suffocating sense of oppression, "Tell me, who am I?"
The young eunuch was so frightened that he stammered, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why do you say that?..."
Imperial Concubine.
After getting this answer, Pei Ci gritted his teeth imperceptibly, and a nameless and angry flame surged in his chest and abdomen, almost burning away his sanity.
Yell, jealous.
The main hall of the enemy country.
Ming Fengque, wearing a crown, received a carrier pigeon message from the emperor of another country, asking him to expand his harem.
Pei Ci never expected that there was someone even more miserable here, and even... she was not even in the harem at the beginning.
His identity is the emperor of an equally powerful enemy country.
What’s the use of being an emperor? If you want to participate in the palace fight, you have to travel thousands of miles to open the map.
A flash of crazy hostility flashed across Ming Fengque's eyes, and then it was well concealed, and he looked like the noble and indifferent Bingfeng again, like a god.
The three strongest hosts who had fought their way out of the Hell Mode by violent means all had the same thought in their minds.
I understand. No matter who the emperor is, just kill him.
After killing the emperor, they changed the palace fighting drama into a power struggle drama. They were fully confident that they could monopolize power and unify the world.
——Until they were caught off guard and received a projection from the system.
At the junction of light and shadow, on the supreme throne, a white-haired young man sits alone, his long hair draped over half of the chair, and a nine-dragon crown on his head.
He raised his eyes, looking through the pearls hanging from the crown. In his blue eyes there was a cold, inorganic quality that was unique to machinery, and a line of code flashed faintly.
The emperor is... Chu Chu?
The mind changes again.
Got it, kill the other person.
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