With the help of the dim moonlight, Xie Ziyou could finally see the scene inside the stone wall.
The pale boy was sitting on the ground, his upper body leaning against the stone wall.
His head was slightly lowered, and a large Dark Shadow fell to cover his face.
The moonlight only illuminated half of Guan Heng's arm that was resting on the ground. It was so thin, with reddish-brown scabs all over it, and light green veins could be seen underneath.
There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of profound energy around Guan Heng's body. If it wasn't for Xie Ziyou's sharp ears, he would have thought that the youth was already a corpse.
Xie Ziyou's heart trembled, and the tingling feeling came again. It was as if a spring was stuffed in his chest, and he had a stress reaction when he saw Guan Heng.
How could this person be like this?
The right time, the right place, and the right people were all arranged for him. Why didn't he seize the opportunity to cultivate and heal?
Xie Ziyou touched the hole that was the size of a fingernail, and felt for a pea-sized stone on the ground, wondering if he should throw it in to wake the protagonist up.
But after gesturing at the hole for a long time, he shook his head helplessly and held the stone tightly in his hand.
Guan Heng's injuries were too serious.
His body was that of the Central Academy's God's favored one, Xie Xiannu, not You, who had no strength to truss a chicken. If he threw the stone, he had to control his strength well …
Xie Ziyou pushed the stone wall away and rubbed his sore eyes.
"… I really didn't expect this," he said in a low voice, "Is You's identity that important to Guan Heng?"
He had read so many fantasy novels, and there was no lack of plots where the villain killed an old grandpa, a spirit pet, a parent, or an unimportant supporting character.
Didn't those protagonists get back on their feet very quickly, improve their cultivation by three levels, and then take revenge on the villain?
The System's heart was also filled with mixed feelings.
Its host was good at everything, but he was not sensitive to emotions.
The System thought for a moment, then carefully hinted, "You, now that you know, what do you plan to do next?"
Xie Ziyou's heart was sour and stuffy. She scratched the back of her head in annoyance, turning her black hair into a messy clump of grass.
What else could he do?
Logically speaking, Youyou was already dead. Even the bracelet was completely destroyed. He should be able to split his consciousness and attach it to other things, but …
Xie Ziyou turned around and glanced at the small hole in the stone wall.
Suddenly, he froze. Then, he pressed his whole body against hers. "… What is that?"
"Mosquito?"
The System was stunned as well. "You, are you seeing things?"
Where did the mosquitoes come from in this cold weather?
"I … I'm not seeing things!"
Xie Ziyou half-knelt on the ground and watched attentively. His tone gradually changed from hesitation to irritation.
"Damn it, where did this stinky mosquito come from? You are courting death! "
Bastard, how dare you bite Guan Heng? Don't you know that he has already lost too much blood?
My man … Bah, my main character, is not someone that a stinky mosquito like you can torture!
The small stone in his palm finally had a use.
Xie Ziyou's eyes were burning with anger. Pure Celestial Chi was injected into the stone. The soybean-sized stone gradually emitted a light blue light, like a piece of ice jade.
Seeing that the stone was about to shoot into the hole, the System quickly turned into a bee and blocked the hole. "You you, wait! Don't vent your anger on me!"
"What are you waiting for!"
Xie Ziyou anxiously pushed the System away. "Mosquitoes bite so fast. One bite and there will be a big bump. Wait, what did you say? Vent my anger?"
"What a joke! Am I angry? "
Not to be outdone, Xie Ziyou glared at the system and gritted his teeth.
The System said helplessly, "You you, look carefully. How can there be a golden mosquito in this world?"
"That is an employee who is here to take over your job. He is a senior, System 302, no, it seems to be 303 now."
The sky was cold and the ground was frozen.
In the entire cave, only the dim moonlight shone in through the cracks of the rocks. One could barely make out the silhouettes of people. The light golden specks flying in the air became even more conspicuous.
On the peak of the mountain, frost and snow covered the plants and rocks. The chill seeped into one's skin bit by bit.
Xie Ziyou's heart gradually became as cold as ice.
He shivered, but refused to believe it. He bent over and looked at the hole for a long time.
After a long time, he finally let out a breath. No one knew who he was angry at.
"It is obviously a mosquito …"
The System smiled bitterly.
As a System, although they hid in the Host's consciousness most of the time and only communicated with the Host mentally, each System had its own mimicry in case of emergencies.
Each System could freely set its own mimicry and could change it at any time.
For example, 011's most common mimicry was a little bee.
The little bug flying lightly in the cave was more like a tiny butterfly than a mosquito. It was golden, and its thin wings were folded behind its back. Its slender antennae stretched out slightly.
It didn't know why its Host thought of 303 as a mosquito.
Knowing that Xie Ziyou was restless, the System comforted him. "Don't worry, You. Senior 303 will definitely take good care of Guan Heng. It is very famous in our System. According to your words, it is an urban legend."
Xie Ziyou's peach blossom eyes flickered. He muttered, "What urban legend, the last bus number 404?"
"Uh … I'm referring to famous and inspirational people, such as Ma Yun and the like."
Xie Ziyou snorted. "Tsk, it is just a stinky butterfly. How can it be compared to the Papa Horse?"
The System smiled bitterly. "Because of its serial number, 303."
The serial number of Zhutian Systems, Inc. had a unique meaning. Every time it assisted a Host to complete a task, the serial number of the System would increase by one.
System 303 meant that Guan Heng was the 303rd Host brought by this senior.
It was Xie Ziyou's first time understanding these rules.
He widened his eyes in surprise. His thin lips parted slightly. "So, your name is 011, and I am the 11th Host you brought?"
The System said, "That's right. But You, I still hope that you can call me something else. You can even call me 'Villain System'. Don't call me 011. "
… Because 011 was not a unique name.
Every System had experienced the stage of 011, and 11 was a very small number. Every System was proud of having a high number.
It meant that they had experienced wind and snow, and had led batch after batch of Hosts to the peak.
A three-digit system serial number was already considered an extremely outstanding existence in the System, not to mention a three-digit number that started with 3.
"Systems also have lives and can feel tired. Generally speaking, a System that has led over 100 Hosts will have two choices. One is to retire and enjoy life in the small world. The other is to be promoted and enter the upper management of the Headquarters to do management work."
The specific choice would depend on the efficiency of the System during this period of time, as well as the evaluation of the System by each Host.
"A system is not a machine. Very few systems would reject the above two options and choose to continue working. However, Senior 303 is the exception among the exceptions. The higher-ups have sent out a promotion proposal seven or eight times, but it has rejected it every time."
"It is the most senior System that has fought on the frontlines."
The System spoke slowly, with a hint of admiration and respect in its tone.
"Senior is very gentle and has good relations with people. He is willing to give guidance to new Systems. We all like him very much."
Xie Ziyou: "… Oh."
After listening to the System's explanation, the golden bug quietly changed in his eyes. It changed from a pig trotter to an amiable and diligent old man.
… It was different from a temporary worker like him. With its quality and ability, it was indeed more suitable to stay by Guan Heng's side as a cheat.
Xie Ziyou fiercely licked his back molars.
He pressed his whole body against the stone wall, ignoring the pain from the rough surface of the stone rubbing against his cheeks. He stared unblinkingly at the dancing light spot.
Guan Heng, who had been sitting there for a long time, finally reacted. Xie Ziyou looked at the young man who raised his head. His empty gaze wandered back and forth until it fell on the buzzing light spot.
Guan Heng furrowed his brows.
His whole face was submerged in the darkness, but Xie Ziyou knew that he was frowning.
Even if he did not realize it before, the two years of living together had deeply imprinted the image of the young man's figure into each other's souls. Guan Heng's fingertips curled slightly. He knew that Guan Heng was a little irritated.
Xie Ziyou held his breath. His blood surged back and forth in his veins. His heart could not bear the burden and was beating wildly.
He stared blankly as the young man raised his hand. His slender fingers were still pierced with thin thorns. His pale fingertips slowly rose and reached for the golden light spot in the air.
An inexplicable panic suddenly clenched his soft heart like a big hand.
Slowly, but persistently, something invisible and colorless was extracted from the hot blood in his heart. It was as thin as silk, but it was heavier than life.
At this moment, Xie Ziyou had never been so aware of a fact.
"You" could be replaced.
Cheat You … was about to be replaced.
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