When a family has multiple children, treating them all equally is an unlikely feat.
The same is true for headquarters.
The current Supreme Controller manages countless systems, but treats 666 the best. If you were to discuss what's so special about this kid... you could probably come up with something different three days in a row.
After returning from a mission that day, 666 first visited the controller, stretched, and said, "I'm going to take my annual leave."
The controller's voice was very soft: "How is the host we brought this time?"
"Everything went well." Fang Shan sat down cross-legged beside him. "And he was one of the few who died of old age."
As a worker who is often late for work, 666 has a very bad reputation in the system, but the hosts he leads have the highest survival rate.
After not seeing each other for a long time, Fang Shan lazily raised his eyelids and looked at the controller who was checking the data of the management department.
The controller had a well-proportioned build, yet for some reason, at first glance, he looked as if a gust of wind could blow him away. His flesh seemed weightless. Even after not seeing him for so many years, this aspect remained unchanged.
"The year-end summary meeting is coming up soon," the controller said. "According to the plan, one of the sessions will be for you to share your experiences on how to improve the host's survival rate."
Fang Shan nodded impatiently, seeming to be depressed about this matter.
The controller's voice remained soft, yet held no room for argument. "Submit the report for my review within two days."
Upon hearing this, Fang Shan proudly pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over respectfully.
The controller glanced at him indifferently, as if puzzled that Fang Shan could actually complete the task assigned by his superiors on time.
Fang Shan took the initiative to answer: "I have some ideas in this regard."
It is not difficult for him to analyze his areas of expertise.
The controller felt a sense of relief, like any parent checking their child's homework with great anticipation, but—
The high mortality rate among hosts is often due to their refusal to unbind from the system after completing a mission, becoming obsessed with the thrill of manipulating the worlds. Based on my personal experience, the solution to this problem is to fundamentally eliminate this bad habit.
Here are a few suggestions:
1. In the mission world, learn to steal the host's limelight, the host's achievements, and the host's woman.
Just reading the first one, when I saw the last five words, I couldn't help but want to tear it up and ask him to rewrite it.
The controller said darkly, "Your thoughts are dangerous."
Fang Shan insisted: "This is the most effective method."
The defense was not recognized, and the controller ruthlessly tore the report into pieces with his beautiful hands. The flying pieces of paper looked quite beautiful.
The controller's voice was as cold as December snowflakes: "Rework. Take it back and rewrite it."
Fang Shan was still able to listen to his boss's words. He spent a week carefully reflecting on it and resubmitted a report. The following is an excerpt from the first item of the new version:
1. It is immoral to steal other people's harem. Instead of trying to steal the host's harem, it is more appropriate to turn the host into your own harem.
The controller remained silent for a long time after seeing this. Fang Shan was secretly delighted... He must have been impressed by his superb solution.
After a long pause, the controller said helplessly, "I remember the system's code states that relationships are very loyal."
Fang Shan proved that he was also a sentimental person: "I will carefully observe each host, record their data, and choose the most attractive and suitable one."
The controller looked at the report and shook his head: "I'm asking you to go to work, not go on a blind date."
Fang Shan wanted to say a few more words for himself, but the report had already turned into pieces of paper in the hands of the controller.
"Write an official version." Emphasizing the word "official," the controller warned, "No truth should be allowed in the content."
"What's the difference between that and writing an essay?" Fang Shan curled his lips slightly and left dejectedly.
Shortly after he left, System 001 suddenly walked out of the operating room.
The controller said calmly, "It will take six hours to overhaul all the equipment, and only half of that time has passed."
Normally, System 001 wouldn't dare challenge his authority, but today, he couldn't help himself and put his work aside for the time being: "You should remind 666."
The controller flipped through the equipment maintenance records and asked without looking up, "What's the reminder?"
"Of course, it's to stop him from even thinking about falling in love with the host."
666 has always been playful. Although he is just talking now, even if he puts it into practice a little, it will have irreversible consequences.
The controller said calmly, "Not everyone expects eternal life."
System 001 refused to listen to his so-called philosophical theories and angrily shouted, "You're a lunatic!"
After saying that, he ran out and grabbed Fang Shan, who had already walked away: "Don't be deceived by the controller. This is all premeditated. He just wants to..."
"You want to see another possibility in me." Fang Shan turned around and faced System 001's incredulous gaze: "I know all this."
If all systems are the same, how can they be improved and upgraded?
"Since you know this, why do you still..."
Fang Shan interrupted him: "Because I also hate the sameness."
He selects hosts to carry out missions day after day, works from nine to five, and sometimes has to work overtime. Can't he have a little private life?
System 001: "...Are you taking revenge on society?"
Fang Shan: "I just want to live like a human being."
System 001: "You are a system."
What kind of person do you want?
While he was stunned, Fang Shan had already walked away, waving his hand behind his back: "In short, I am a system with aspirations."
Wei family.
When System 001 woke up from the dream, the scene of Fang Shan waving and leaving seemed to be still playing in his pupils.
That was the last time he saw the former 666. After that, Fang Shan, who had originally decided to take a vacation, started a new round of work for the next year's year-end bonus, but he unexpectedly met the evil god and never returned.
Everything seems to be destined.
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Fang Shan was sleeping when he was awakened by the fluctuation of space.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw System 001 standing at the head of the bed, looking pale. To avoid waking Wei Sushen, Fang Shan pointed out the window. Three minutes later, the two of them stared at each other in bewilderment on the grass outside the villa.
A cool breeze blew, and Fang Shan couldn't help but speak first: "Using spatial abilities to peek?"
System 001 denied it forcefully: "I just had a nightmare."
Fang Shan sneered: "Then ran to my bed?"
System 001 nodded: "It's all because you didn't give me enough sense of security."
“…”
Fang Shan looked at him, speechless for a long while, then turned and walked back into the villa. At the stairs, he had another "narrow encounter" with Wei Sushen.
"Where have you been?" Without turning on the lights, Wei Sushen's expression was obscure and difficult to understand.
Fang Shan's head ached slightly. "Talk to System 001 about something."
Wei Sushen asked calmly, "Three o'clock in the morning, discussing in the woods?"
"It's the lawn downstairs." Fang Shan corrected.
Wei Sushen changed the subject: "The temperature is low at night, let's go back to the room first."
Fang Shan was touched: "You don't ask me what I did?"
Could this be the absolute trust between husband and wife?
"Excluding the time spent going up and down the stairs, you stayed outside for forty-five seconds."
A kiss lasts forty-five seconds at most, and 666's lips are slightly dry, which shows that they only exchanged a few words.
Fang Shan: "...Fifty percent of marital tragedies are due to a lack of trust and space."
Wei Sushen said expressionlessly: "One hundred percent of marital tragedies stem from me giving you too much freedom."
“…”
After a short nap, Fang Shan was woken up by hunger in the early morning and looked for food. He met System 333 downstairs. The system was like a mouse meeting a cat when it saw him, because it did not give him enough sense of survival security.
Whenever System 333 came into contact with Fang Shan, he was either punched or kicked... although most of the time it was because he said something he shouldn't have.
Fang Shan felt melancholy, as if everyone was asking him for a sense of security.
After being hurt, he went to find the only clear stream in the family...Wei Ye to communicate.
Wei Ye's first reaction upon seeing Fang Shan was to frown, then he said without mercy, "Psychological counseling costs money."
Under normal circumstances, Fang Shan would have immediately waved his sleeves and left, but today he sat down calmly and explained the recent misfortunes.
Wei Ye: "Fight poison with poison."
Fang Shan asked for advice: "Can you explain it more clearly?"
Wei Ye: "They pester me every day."
Fang Shan: "Is it useful?"
Wei Ye: "In three days at most, they will be scared of you."
To be precise, he was afraid of being cheated. Fang Shan's ability to cheat people was enough to make him stand at the top of the world.
Fang Shan felt a little relieved.
Wei Ye added, "Don't be too happy too soon. You won't be free for long."
The scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten. After half a month, it is expected that those people will return to their previous state.
Fang Shan probably thought of this as well: "If they're too close, they'll feel uneasy. If they're too far away, they'll actively approach and seek abuse. Could this be the legendary masochism?"
Wei Ye glanced at him indifferently, and Fang Shan understood the deeper meaning behind it... It wasn't masochism, it was standard masochism.
He slowly stood up and sighed sadly: "I understand."
Wei Ye knocked on the table twice: "Remember to pay."
Fang Shan said quietly, "No cash."
"Supports QR code scanning."
After obediently paying the psychological consultation fee, he was about to turn around and leave when Wei Ye suddenly asked, "After you got married, haven't you gone on a honeymoon yet?"
Fang Shan nodded.
Neither he nor the host had much interest in honeymoons, and every time they went to other planes to carry out missions, it was like traveling overseas.
Wei Ye: "We can go to some special places to distract that unfilial son."
Special place?
Fang Shan seemed to be lost in thought.
That night, Fang Shan asked Wei Sushen before he fell asleep, "Is there any place you particularly want to go?"
Wei Sushen shook his head.
Fang Shan: "Want to see the headquarters?"
Wei Sushen turned his head and asked, "Can I go?"
Fang Shan: "Theoretically, it's not possible, but we can use special means."
As he spoke, he looked at the crystal ball on the bedside.
Wei Sushen, who had already had many dreams before, guessed what he wanted to do: "Tourism in the dream?"
Fang Shan: "Confidential areas require permission, the most I can do is take a look."
Wei Sushen: "That's not bad either."
The two were talking at night when a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "I advise you to be cautious."
System 001 knocked on the door and poked half of its head in, eavesdropping for an unknown amount of time. "As the saying goes, local conditions nurture local people. To be able to cultivate someone like 666, what kind of moral character must the people at headquarters have?"
Wei Sushen tried to think for a while, from the Mary Sue system to system 001, and then to system 333. Finally, his eyes fixed on Fang Shan, and he shuddered.
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