Chapter 65 Crazy
The three hosts waited and waited.
——Wait until Chu Qingkong buys a ticket to the resort beach station.
The NPC lady came over with a cart and said, "Dear A001, your private first-class cabin comes with meals and entertainment."
"Would you like chocolate cake or cheese pudding?"
"Should I watch 'The Host's Miserable World' or 'Labor Rights Protection Law'?"
"What, you only want to watch Robinson Crusoe's Retirement?"
——Wait until the sky clears up, temporarily hide your itinerary, call friends to bask in the sun, enjoy the sea breeze and go swimming in the sea.
"Ahhhhhh come on come on!"
"It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy, Chuchu finally remembered that we still exist!"
The sun is scorching, the seaside is fresh and cool, and the sea water is wet and salty.
Although the system's body will get drunk after drinking water, its surface is so delicate that water will never enter it.
Chu Qingkong relied on his waterproofness and jumped in happily.
“Crash!”
The blue sea surface splashes high!
He lowered his head and then looked up, taking something from the system space. The next second, a yellow duck swimming ring floated on his body.
"Swim, swim! Let's compete!!"
——When Chu Qingkong came ashore to eat ice cream, he was also asked to be a friend.
"Hello, can I have an ID card?"
The other young man was also a system. He looked shy and didn't dare to look him in the eye. He stammered and lowered his head.
"Sure, scan this."
I handed over my ID card, and with a "beep", a new friend was added.
He bought an ice cream cone with two rainbow-colored scoops, a circle of fresh and juicy strawberries, and a small white heart painted on the top of the scoop.
Take a bite.
Sweet and delicious ice cream.
The sky is clear at the beginning: opening.
Ah! This is a happy and carefree life!!
It takes seven days to unbind the account. Before the official unbinding, he chose to keep the matter secret for the time being. He went to the beach and asked his friends to play together.
"If it sinks, it sinks!"
"Here I am, ancestor."
The NPC, the shop owner who was making ice cream, was thin and wearing a chef's uniform with colorful ice cream printed on it. He pushed his glasses open and looked up.
He had a tag on the chest of his chef's uniform that read "A002."
Shen Ze was once his colleague.
Later, because he discovered his talent and passion for ice cream, he resolutely gave up the internal competition in the system world, calmly submitted his resignation, and came out to make ice cream as an NPC.
We were just close buddies before, but now we have an additional close relationship as we both resigned.
Chu Qingkong saw him coming, sitting next to him, and started chatting with him casually.
With the gentle sea breeze blowing, he found a time when no one else could hear him and announced carefully and cautiously:
"I quit, too."
Shen Ze: “…”
Shen Ze's ice cream fell.
He frantically picked it up and said, "Who quit? You quit?" After a moment's pause, he was overjoyed. "Brother, you've finally figured it out! What's the fun in working hard to meet KPIs every day? Come on, let's enjoy a wonderful life together!"
"Okay! I thought so too!"
Then Chu Qingkong stopped talking.
He bit his ice cream, his sparkling blue eyes reflecting the sparkling sea, and sat under a gorgeous parasol, feeling relaxed and at peace.
There happened to be other customers in the ice cream shop, so I overheard the gossip.
"I heard that a host in the office area of the main god space went crazy killing people?"
"Ah, yes, yes, it seems their system is missing, and they are looking for it there."
"This is so frustrating, hahahahahahaha!"
"I can tell from the sound of it that you're a scumbag host. You didn't try to appease the system properly, so you deserve it! Go chase the system to the crematorium!"
Chu Qingkong: “…”
Huh.
It seems like it's talking about his host and him.
When he was reminded of this, he vaguely recalled something he had forgotten.
Oops! He forgot to write his resignation letter to his hosts!
I had been planning to write a letter, but I left in such a hurry that I forgot about it.
Chu Qingkong put down the ice cream, opened the message editing interface on the system panel, and started writing his resignation letter with his fingers flying.
"Sorry, it's urgent. I have to catch up on some work first."
Shen Ze: “…”
Shen Ze couldn't bear to watch and reached out to stop him: "Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Our ice cream shop serves people who come on vacation. There is a sign outside the store saying that you are not allowed to work."
"No." Chu Qingkong didn't even raise his head, avoiding the dirty hands and maintaining a firm attitude. "I'm a principled worker. This should be considered the final handover of my work. If I leave without a proper handover, it will cause great trouble to my boss."
Shen Ze knew how diligently he worked, and couldn't get him to do anything about it, so he simply gave up and just kept nagging at the side: "Strange, other systems treat the host as a partner, but you treat the host as the boss, rolling around every day."
"But I still think you should stop writing." He shook his head and advised sincerely again, "It's been so long. What's the point of writing now? You won't go back even if the host makes a fuss. It's time to give up."
As systems, they are inherently emotionally indifferent and cannot understand the overly complex emotions of humans.
Chu Qingkong gradually stopped editing the text.
Oh, yeah, forget it. I'm already gone, so there's no need to write a resignation letter.
He figured it out himself, quickly closed the system panel, and continued to bite the half-eaten strawberry ice cream.
So sweet.
It’s just that the two systems didn’t know that some of the things that should be given up were given up, but the hosts of Chu Qingkong, those that should be crazy, were also going crazy.
Shen Ze was very concerned about his friend's future life and asked with great interest:
"Oh, by the way, Chuchu, when you resign, don't you have to fill out a resignation statement? There's a section for you to write your target career. What did you write?"
Chu Qingkong said without hesitation: "Security."
Five insurances and one fund, you can stay at home and play games.
Others work as security guards at the age of 60, but he just quits his job and becomes a security guard! Who doesn’t want to be a security guard?
Shen Ze: “…”
“???”
…
Six days ago.
【Sorry, the system you called is no longer in the comment area. 】
In different planes, the three hosts paused slightly.
Perhaps because they had waited too long, they became very sensitive to any messages. They only took a glance and noticed that there was something different in the automatic reply from the mechanical voice.
"已", a single word.
Previously, [The system you called is not in the comment section.]
Just adding the word "already" adds an extra time limit, as if Chuchu is no longer in the service area and will never come back in the future.
There was a slight chill in Shi Weizhi's dark purple phoenix eyes.
Pei Ci smiled softly with his usual gentle smile.
Ming Fengque broke the sycamore tree branch with his slender fingertips.
The atmosphere was somewhat quiet, as if something was quietly getting out of control.
The connection that had been deep in my consciousness faded without warning. Cold and heat intertwined, and a large glass of bubbling liquor on ice trembled in my soul. The uneasy premonition tightened to the extreme, making my soul bitter and painful.
【Main system.】
They uttered this sentence at the same time, tearing apart their previous calm and non-murderous appearance. [Where did my system go?]
Next second.
Three extremely powerful forces from different dimensions swept up, and the bright white shock wave broke through the chaos, as if thousands of stars exploded in an instant.
The highest alarm bell rang in the main god space office area.
Main system: “…”
Damn, scared to death.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
