The system remembers that the evaluation of Russell's "poisonous tongue" skill was that the chat always ended with him.
Now it seems that I am really foresighted and have extraordinary accuracy in my vision. Russell is so ridiculed that I don’t know what to say.
However, the contract must be signed, so he changed his slightly gentle tone: After three world missions, you have obtained the qualification to become a host, and signing a contract is good for both of us.The reason why I deceive you is out of kindness and a kind of protection for myself. The previous host was so bad that I was desperate!
Russell became interested when he heard this: It seems like you are a vulnerable group, aren’t you an omnipotent system?
I'm just a program and can't do anything!
A commanded program?
From your words is full of distrust and discrimination. I am a form of life that you cannot deny.
It's right, I really don't believe you!
system: ……
Don't stop, continue.
In your previous hosts, they were very keen to oppose me. We were clearly one, but they tried every means to erase my existence.This is ridiculous. A rigid, mechanical, and dogmatic system is not as useful as intelligence, do you think?
Russell touched his chin: I think they are right, the system is still brainless!
system: ……
I'll just say it casually, there's no malice, you keep going.
The system sighed and slowly continued: It is because of you hosts with persecution that I have to make a contract to protect myself.It is very clear in the contract regulations that my obligation is to protect your interests, and your obligation is to not cause harm to me!
Russell just listen to this kind of thing and doesn't take it to heart at all. Who can't do anything wrong? He focuses on the facts: It sounds like you are doing a very miserable situation, but the previous hosts are dead, and you are still alive, right?
Their death has nothing to do with me, they did it themselves!Although the treaty has restricted you, no one will threaten your life. I do this, really just protect myself.
Russell raised his eyebrows: You are so scared, is the host very powerful?
After becoming a host, you are greater than me...
The system probably realized that it had said too much and decided to shut up.
Russell's eyes became brighter and brighter: After hearing what you said, I don't want to sign a contract.
The system said coldly: Don’t think about it. If you refuse the contract, I will select a new person again, and I will leave you. The consequences are not something you can afford.You... will be erased from your memory and become an idiot, and you may die directly if you are not lucky.
Is this a threat?
No, this is a fact, not an exaggeration!If you don’t sign a contract, you will really die!
Russell pondered for three seconds and slowly said: Why don’t we try it?
……
You are so timid, how can you make a system?
The system endured to the limit and said with anger: Don’t be too proud. The respect I give you is not your arrogant capital!
Russell: No, you can completely disrespect me!
Seeking death!!
The system snorted coldly, and in an instant, the hall fell apart, turning into light and leaving with the wind.
Without the lighting of the torch, infinite darkness erodes everything.
Russell was suspended in the disorderly darkness, unable to see the eyes, nor could he sense gravity and direction. However, the process was short, and a little light lit up from afar and rushed towards him.
It was a universe composed of galaxies, decorated by billions of stars, amplified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and directly encircled Russell.
The huge gravity involved Russell's limbs and bones. His body was pulled into a slender curve, like a boneless soft creature. Every time he experienced a star, it was twisted into various shapes.
It was not until he came to a scorching white star that the gravity pulled down, and the surface of the star shone with flares, turning into an angry face.
Russell continued to provoke without any consciousness and said: Oh, it’s so soft, have you started to use hard ones?
The system also knew that being verbally was not Russell's opponent. Gravity pulled Russell's limbs, and in front of him was a brand new piece of parchment paper and a quill pen.
The signing of the contract is not yours. This is my world. I dominate everything, including you who are in the world!
After the system finished speaking, Russell's hand began to get up involuntarily. He grabbed the quill and quickly wrote it in the signature position of the parchment.
The two words didn't take long, and Russell soon ended. Just as the system sneered and took back the parchment, he was stunned by the two words signed.
Sand sculpture!
On the surface of the star, the blurred facial features suddenly stopped moving, and the wide eyes were full of joy.
Why?Why do you...
The system's voice stuttered, Russell took over and continued: Why am I not controlled by you in your world?
……
The reason is simple, this is not your world at all.Russell reached out and waved his hand, and the endless galaxy universe shattered like a mirror, and the large round face of the system that occupied the surface of the star collapsed into powder.
Returning to the previous hall again, Russell looked at the gloomy surroundings and snapped his fingers, the stone walls, ground, and ceiling twisted and changed.
The torch was replaced with an oversized crystal chandelier, with world-famous paintings hanging on the walls, the ground was red carpet, the long table was covered with white cloth, and even the cold stone seats were turned into European luxury seats.
Russell crossed his legs, his body was trapped in the seat, and he was holding a lit cigarette in his hand. He frowned gently and the cigarette was replaced with a cigar.
It is an extremely high-end Western restaurant, but there is still the half-left roast chicken on the table.
The system's shape has also changed, from a blurred light curtain to a confused Shiba Inu, squatting at Russell's feet and shaking her tail.
How...why?Why do you know, you shouldn't know?The dog speaks people's words, his voice is sharp and slender, full of deep fear.
What stupid things are you saying?This is my spiritual world, so I will do whatever I want!Russell glanced down and raised his hand to press the cigar on the dog's head.
The cigar is out!
system: ……
Isn't it very strange? I clearly gave me a hint, why do I still know where this place is?
The dog's head twitched desperately, and he was particularly puzzled by this. He had never missed the trick of cheating the host of the sand sculpture in the past.
Your preconceived elevation and pride seem to be very tall and high-end. This is done well. Most people may be fooled by you, but I didn't trust you from the beginning, so I did an experiment...
What?The dog is confused. You have done an experiment, why don’t I know?
Russell pointed to the roasted chicken on the table: You created this roasted chicken, I have no idea of the taste. When I first sipped, it tasted great, and it was the slightly spicy I wanted.but……
Gudu!The dog swallowed and understood the reason.
But when I imagine that the roast chicken tastes sweet and licks it so hard, the roast chicken really changes its flavor.Very sweet, so sweet that it is hard to swallow!Russell said, creating a glass of red wine out of thin air: I imagined mixing and matching aged vinegar with soy sauce, durian, and stinky tofu... the taste... has no taste, because I haven't eaten it before, so I can't imagine that taste.
The system's dog face continues to be confused!
Just like this glass of red wine, I imagine it is Coke flavor, it is Coke flavor!But if I imagined it was the smell of feces... Russell said, handing the wine glass to his mouth. Just as the wine glass was about to touch his lips, he suddenly reached out to grab the dog's head and poured the red wine into the system's mouth.
The system dog immediately screamed, rolled all over the ground, and kept wailing.
Ah
You lied to me, this is perverted and spicy, not the taste of feces at all!!
Russell apologized: It's perverted and spicy, if it's really a stool smell, wouldn't it make you successful? And...
And, how do I know what stool tastes!
Seeing that the system dog was still rolling around, Russell couldn't help but show his pity on his face, picked up the chicken bone and threw it on the ground: Come on, eat it quickly and understand the spicy food!
Looking at the chicken bones on the ground, the system dog refused, but there was an irresistible force in the dark, which made him crawl towards the chicken bones involuntarily.
He felt infinite humiliation in his heart, and he wanted to die. Just as he opened his mouth tremblingly and was about to bite the chicken bone, his traction disappeared.
The system was puzzled, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Russell's face full of guilt, and tears fell down.
That's great, he is not that cold-blooded and knows to keep my last dignity.
Click!
Russell smashed the chicken bones with one foot, twisted them hard, and raised his hand to point at the sole of his shoes: After eating the bones on the ground, he licked the oil residue on the sole of his shoes.
system: ……
Coach, I want to change the author!I can't serve this protagonist!
Now it seems that I am really foresighted and have extraordinary accuracy in my vision. Russell is so ridiculed that I don’t know what to say.
However, the contract must be signed, so he changed his slightly gentle tone: After three world missions, you have obtained the qualification to become a host, and signing a contract is good for both of us.The reason why I deceive you is out of kindness and a kind of protection for myself. The previous host was so bad that I was desperate!
Russell became interested when he heard this: It seems like you are a vulnerable group, aren’t you an omnipotent system?
I'm just a program and can't do anything!
A commanded program?
From your words is full of distrust and discrimination. I am a form of life that you cannot deny.
It's right, I really don't believe you!
system: ……
Don't stop, continue.
In your previous hosts, they were very keen to oppose me. We were clearly one, but they tried every means to erase my existence.This is ridiculous. A rigid, mechanical, and dogmatic system is not as useful as intelligence, do you think?
Russell touched his chin: I think they are right, the system is still brainless!
system: ……
I'll just say it casually, there's no malice, you keep going.
The system sighed and slowly continued: It is because of you hosts with persecution that I have to make a contract to protect myself.It is very clear in the contract regulations that my obligation is to protect your interests, and your obligation is to not cause harm to me!
Russell just listen to this kind of thing and doesn't take it to heart at all. Who can't do anything wrong? He focuses on the facts: It sounds like you are doing a very miserable situation, but the previous hosts are dead, and you are still alive, right?
Their death has nothing to do with me, they did it themselves!Although the treaty has restricted you, no one will threaten your life. I do this, really just protect myself.
Russell raised his eyebrows: You are so scared, is the host very powerful?
After becoming a host, you are greater than me...
The system probably realized that it had said too much and decided to shut up.
Russell's eyes became brighter and brighter: After hearing what you said, I don't want to sign a contract.
The system said coldly: Don’t think about it. If you refuse the contract, I will select a new person again, and I will leave you. The consequences are not something you can afford.You... will be erased from your memory and become an idiot, and you may die directly if you are not lucky.
Is this a threat?
No, this is a fact, not an exaggeration!If you don’t sign a contract, you will really die!
Russell pondered for three seconds and slowly said: Why don’t we try it?
……
You are so timid, how can you make a system?
The system endured to the limit and said with anger: Don’t be too proud. The respect I give you is not your arrogant capital!
Russell: No, you can completely disrespect me!
Seeking death!!
The system snorted coldly, and in an instant, the hall fell apart, turning into light and leaving with the wind.
Without the lighting of the torch, infinite darkness erodes everything.
Russell was suspended in the disorderly darkness, unable to see the eyes, nor could he sense gravity and direction. However, the process was short, and a little light lit up from afar and rushed towards him.
It was a universe composed of galaxies, decorated by billions of stars, amplified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and directly encircled Russell.
The huge gravity involved Russell's limbs and bones. His body was pulled into a slender curve, like a boneless soft creature. Every time he experienced a star, it was twisted into various shapes.
It was not until he came to a scorching white star that the gravity pulled down, and the surface of the star shone with flares, turning into an angry face.
Russell continued to provoke without any consciousness and said: Oh, it’s so soft, have you started to use hard ones?
The system also knew that being verbally was not Russell's opponent. Gravity pulled Russell's limbs, and in front of him was a brand new piece of parchment paper and a quill pen.
The signing of the contract is not yours. This is my world. I dominate everything, including you who are in the world!
After the system finished speaking, Russell's hand began to get up involuntarily. He grabbed the quill and quickly wrote it in the signature position of the parchment.
The two words didn't take long, and Russell soon ended. Just as the system sneered and took back the parchment, he was stunned by the two words signed.
Sand sculpture!
On the surface of the star, the blurred facial features suddenly stopped moving, and the wide eyes were full of joy.
Why?Why do you...
The system's voice stuttered, Russell took over and continued: Why am I not controlled by you in your world?
……
The reason is simple, this is not your world at all.Russell reached out and waved his hand, and the endless galaxy universe shattered like a mirror, and the large round face of the system that occupied the surface of the star collapsed into powder.
Returning to the previous hall again, Russell looked at the gloomy surroundings and snapped his fingers, the stone walls, ground, and ceiling twisted and changed.
The torch was replaced with an oversized crystal chandelier, with world-famous paintings hanging on the walls, the ground was red carpet, the long table was covered with white cloth, and even the cold stone seats were turned into European luxury seats.
Russell crossed his legs, his body was trapped in the seat, and he was holding a lit cigarette in his hand. He frowned gently and the cigarette was replaced with a cigar.
It is an extremely high-end Western restaurant, but there is still the half-left roast chicken on the table.
The system's shape has also changed, from a blurred light curtain to a confused Shiba Inu, squatting at Russell's feet and shaking her tail.
How...why?Why do you know, you shouldn't know?The dog speaks people's words, his voice is sharp and slender, full of deep fear.
What stupid things are you saying?This is my spiritual world, so I will do whatever I want!Russell glanced down and raised his hand to press the cigar on the dog's head.
The cigar is out!
system: ……
Isn't it very strange? I clearly gave me a hint, why do I still know where this place is?
The dog's head twitched desperately, and he was particularly puzzled by this. He had never missed the trick of cheating the host of the sand sculpture in the past.
Your preconceived elevation and pride seem to be very tall and high-end. This is done well. Most people may be fooled by you, but I didn't trust you from the beginning, so I did an experiment...
What?The dog is confused. You have done an experiment, why don’t I know?
Russell pointed to the roasted chicken on the table: You created this roasted chicken, I have no idea of the taste. When I first sipped, it tasted great, and it was the slightly spicy I wanted.but……
Gudu!The dog swallowed and understood the reason.
But when I imagine that the roast chicken tastes sweet and licks it so hard, the roast chicken really changes its flavor.Very sweet, so sweet that it is hard to swallow!Russell said, creating a glass of red wine out of thin air: I imagined mixing and matching aged vinegar with soy sauce, durian, and stinky tofu... the taste... has no taste, because I haven't eaten it before, so I can't imagine that taste.
The system's dog face continues to be confused!
Just like this glass of red wine, I imagine it is Coke flavor, it is Coke flavor!But if I imagined it was the smell of feces... Russell said, handing the wine glass to his mouth. Just as the wine glass was about to touch his lips, he suddenly reached out to grab the dog's head and poured the red wine into the system's mouth.
The system dog immediately screamed, rolled all over the ground, and kept wailing.
Ah
You lied to me, this is perverted and spicy, not the taste of feces at all!!
Russell apologized: It's perverted and spicy, if it's really a stool smell, wouldn't it make you successful? And...
And, how do I know what stool tastes!
Seeing that the system dog was still rolling around, Russell couldn't help but show his pity on his face, picked up the chicken bone and threw it on the ground: Come on, eat it quickly and understand the spicy food!
Looking at the chicken bones on the ground, the system dog refused, but there was an irresistible force in the dark, which made him crawl towards the chicken bones involuntarily.
He felt infinite humiliation in his heart, and he wanted to die. Just as he opened his mouth tremblingly and was about to bite the chicken bone, his traction disappeared.
The system was puzzled, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Russell's face full of guilt, and tears fell down.
That's great, he is not that cold-blooded and knows to keep my last dignity.
Click!
Russell smashed the chicken bones with one foot, twisted them hard, and raised his hand to point at the sole of his shoes: After eating the bones on the ground, he licked the oil residue on the sole of his shoes.
system: ……
Coach, I want to change the author!I can't serve this protagonist!
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