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"Ding! The host has bound to the 'World Salvation Alliance System'. This system is numbered zz2d14. The host can call me System 2d14."
"Ding! Recommended novice mission: C-level mission: Save the polluted world, mission time limit 20 years, difficulty coefficient 0.3, do you accept?"
"Ding! The host has no response, which is considered as tacit acceptance. The host will be transferred to the mission world."
So, a certain alien who was maintaining human mimicry was confused and was pulled into the void.
A few dozen seconds later, a certain alien appeared in the sky tens of thousands of meters high with a 'puff' sound! Then it fell down with a 'swish'.
"Ding! Teleport position deviation! Host! Don't panic! This system detects that the host has the ability to recover, and is selecting the best landing point for the host. After the landing point is selected, the landing countdown is 10, 9, 8... 3, 2, 1"
"Bang!!!"
"Bang! Bang!"
A certain alien crashed into a garbage mountain in a giant garbage dump, directly from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, and then was submerged by the rolling garbage. The alien was smashed into seven or eight pieces, scattered in the garbage mountain.
"Ding, the host's damage level is 50%, the host is repairing itself by 5%, 10%..."
At the same time, the corpses quickly turned into several sticky black organic matter, which seemed to have tentacles and rushed out through the gaps in the various garbage. They gathered into a lump outside, and then gradually deformed, growing limbs and a head. After a few seconds, a boy of eighteen or nineteen with black hair and black eyes appeared next to the garbage mountain.
"100%, ding, the host has recovered."
A certain alien, wearing a pure cotton T-shirt that he had just synthesized with organic matter from the garbage, and black trousers, looked at the garbage that was not higher than his knees and uttered the first words in his life:
"Why choose the garbage dump?"
"Because the garbage dump is the only place this system can find within the executable range: there is enough buffer, enough organic matter for the recovery mutant to repair itself, and it is the place with the least possibility of hitting the humans on the planet!" System 2d14 said proudly.
"Oh."
"Ding! The mission to save the polluted world has officially begun. This world will be destroyed in 20 years. So, in the next 20 years, we will work together to save the world!" System 2d14 said confidently in a cold electronic voice.
"Will this world be destroyed?" A certain alien asked doubtfully. He looked up at the gray sky full of haze and the town-sized garbage dump with a pungent smell all around. What a beautiful world!
"Ding! Host, would you like to have the system 2d14 look up the mission brief for you for free to answer this question?"
"Yes."
"According to the mission brief, Planet B has only one continent, and the rest is ocean. This world is extremely polluted, resulting in a reduction in crop yields and a population that seriously exceeds its environmental carrying capacity..."
"So I should help them reduce the population?"
"No!!!"
"So what should I do?" an alien asked.
"Control pollution! Host! Our ultimate goal is to help this world completely control air pollution, ocean pollution, soil pollution, and garbage pollution within 20 years. Specific methods include: garbage classification..." the system read out.
"Oh." The alien understood.
Instantly, countless black filaments like hair spread out rapidly along the ground, with the black-haired boy as the center.
A few seconds later, the alien suddenly remembered something, and with a thought, all the black filaments changed color like a chameleon, completely blending into the surrounding environment.
System 2d14 knew nothing about this, and continued to read the introduction:
"According to the novice guide, the host should first contact the government. Do you need the system to help the host locate the nearest administrative agency for free?"
"Okay, help me locate the nearest coffee shop. I want to drink coffee." The black-haired boy said happily.
"Uh... It's the host! Ding! Positioning completed! Walk 2322 meters straight ahead and turn left for 405 meters."
Then the alien walked forward like a real ordinary boy.
At the same time, some of the threads that had already spread out suddenly changed direction and turned to rush towards the coffee shop. Ten seconds later, a thread arrived at the destination ahead of its companions, and could not wait to climb onto the counter, raising its body to check the menu.
"Vanilla latte, cappuccino..." A certain alien stepped on the garbage and walked out, while falling into a dilemma of choice.
After passing through the four or five-meter-high fence that held the piles of garbage, next to it was a densely packed board house. Some were even built with discarded containers, and each building had at least five or six floors, with the floors squeezed together, with only a gap for one person to pass through.
Through his black silk body, the boy could see that each floor of those buildings was divided into small cubicles of several meters square by curtains or wooden boards, which were almost filled with debris and people. On the door of some board houses, there were signs saying "Accommodation 140 star coins per night" or "Accommodation 180 star coins per night".
"Ding, host! Tips in the novice guide: If the savior does not want to contact the government department of the planet in the short term, it is recommended that the savior find a job within one day, integrate into the society, and earn living expenses. Host, do you need this system to locate..."
"No, I have to go drink coffee first." A certain alien interrupted the system.
At this moment, the black-haired boy has walked out of the slums and arrived at the street with tall buildings. It was evening, the road was jammed, and the narrow sidewalks were full of office workers rushing to work. The air here was even more polluted, and the upper half of most of the tall buildings were hidden in the thick haze.
The alien finally reached its destination after being hit four times. There were long queues outside the shops on the roadside that provided food. For example, the fast food window next to it only provided a burger with two slices of bread and a synthetic beef patty without lettuce and sauce, priced at 45 star coins each.
Fortunately, coffee is considered a luxury on this planet, so this coffee shop is much more upscale than the surrounding shops, and there are two tables for customers to sit down and drink coffee. There are only four or five people queuing up to buy coffee in front, and a certain alien is also the sixth one in line.
System 2d14: "Host! Do you need the points redemption service provided by the system mall? 1 point can be redeemed for 50 star coins? There are 10 points in your new gift package?"
"No need." A certain alien calmly took out a dozen 100 star coin bills from his pants pocket.
System 2d14 was frightened: "Host! Where did you get the fake money?"
An alien: "This is real money. The molecular structure of each one is exactly the same as the one in the store owner's pocket, and I didn't forget to change the serial number." The black silk wrapped around the store owner's pocket swung its body proudly.
System 2d14: "Didn't the host recover his superpowers?"
An alien: "That's what you said."
Finally, it was the black-haired boy's turn. He stepped forward and looked at the drink list, still unable to get rid of the choice dilemma: I haven't tried any of them! I really want to try them all! But what if we only drink one cup at a time according to human habit!
Finally, a certain alien chose to be a real human being and said to the boss: "A cup of vanilla latte."
"299 star coins."
The black-haired boy counted out three and handed them over, then sat at the table and sipped them like a human.
Half an hour later, the boy finally finished his coffee.
System 2d14: "Now locate the nearest government for the host..."
Black-haired boy: "I'm going to the five-star hotel 4503 meters away." My body has covered this city, I don't need you anymore.
An hour later, a certain system looked at its host with despair, half lying on the luxurious big bed, eating potato chips and drinking cappuccino provided by the hotel while watching TV. System
2d14 is a system with ideals and beliefs, a system that is not afraid of hardships and dares to fight. As a new system that has just taken office, he once dreamed of completing the mission perfectly with the host, making a name for himself in the Salvation League, and reaching the pinnacle of life together!
So System 2d14 decided to persuade the host! Let the host understand the importance of working hard to complete the salvation mission and get rid of the state of eating and waiting to die!
"Host! Do you need this system to play the mission points rules of the Salvation League for you?"
An alien was chewing potato chips: "Yeah."
System 2d14: "Single mission points = mission period ÷ tasker execution time × total population of the planet (100 million) × number of years of planet life extension × difficulty coefficient × tasker contribution percentage"
An alien: "Oh."
System 2d14: "So fake Assume that the host has done a great job this time: completing the mission of saving the world in 10 years, extending the life of the planet by 50 years, and the contribution coefficient is 10%. Then the host will get: 20÷10×120×50×0.3×10%＝360 points!"
Alien: "Is that the kind of points you just mentioned, 1 point for 50 star coins?"
System 2d14: "Yes, host!"
"Then what's the use of it for me!" The black-haired boy said with disgust, "I have to work for 10 years to get 18,000 star coins." He took out a thick stack of 500-denomination bills from his pocket, "It's less than this."
"Host! Points are a symbol of honor for all taskers and systems of the Savior Alliance! Points exceeding 100 mean that the host and this system have left the title of pure newcomers and entered the ranks of C-level saviors and C-level systems! Only a very small number of newcomers can achieve this achievement in a single mission!"
"How many points are needed to become an A-level savior?" An alien jumped up and tried.
System 2d14: "Host, for newcomers, the points will be increased 10 times for each level up from C to B to A; for A to S to SS to SSS, the points will be increased 100 times for each level up. I have never seen an A-level boss with tens of thousands of points!" zz2d14 said shyly,
"And the points can be used to buy a house in the Savior Alliance Town! But the smallest single apartment costs 50,000 points. Those god-level saviors can even have their own small gardens!"
Hearing about the small garden, a certain alien became interested: "The faster you complete it, the higher the points?"
"Yes! Host!"
So around the city, countless black silks suddenly accelerated and spread farther.