Am I destined to be cannon fodder? Unlock the system and lead the motherland

Chapter 80: Little Fatty's Transformation

The music of the guzheng seemed to dance with the breeze in the sky, and floated gracefully outside the wall of the quiet little house.

The rhythmic sound not only overcame the physical obstacles, but also affected a certain string in Yun Yimeng's heart without any warning.

She suddenly raised her head, her gaze penetrating through layers of emerald green leaves, and finally focused on the small and elegant villa six hundred meters away. A familiar sense of hostility flashed across her eyes.

"Yimeng, what's wrong with you?" Shi Heshen noticed her abnormality.

Yun Yimeng remained silent. After returning to East City, she learned that Senior Gao Junzhi was living in seclusion in Zhongmu City, and she began to think about getting to know him.

Gao Junzhi is a renowned konghou master in the international music world. His extensive network of contacts and abundant resources will undoubtedly pave a smooth path for Yun Yimeng to the palace of music - the Golden Hall.

Shi Heshen followed her gaze. Ever since Yun Yimeng returned to Mingjing to avoid the storm, the dark cloud in his heart has never dissipated.

Therefore, he put aside the matters at hand for the time being and accompanied Yun Yimeng to this quiet little town, hoping that she would feel better.

The sound of the guzheng is like a trickle of water, or the first cry of a bird in a deep valley, clear and long, deeply touching the heart.

Yun Yimeng's expression suddenly became dazed, and her usually gentle and moving eyes were now covered with a hint of melancholy.

Unconsciously, feelings of irritability and anxiety spread quietly.

The melody of the guzheng set off layers of ripples in her heart.

The thread of memory pulled her through time and back to the once prosperous Mingjing Guqin music venue.

The girl who was a few years younger than her appeared like a dazzling star, occupying the top spot undisputedly. Her skills far surpassed all the contestants. This rising star easily snatched the first place from Yun Yimeng.

This sudden change slapped Yun Yimeng in the face. Feelings of jealousy and unwillingness quietly grew, making her feel disgusted and resentful towards the girl at that moment.

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She looked up at the small courtyard again. How could it be possible? That was Gao Junzhi's small courtyard. How could Gao Junzhi accept a girl with no background as her apprentice? She must have been overthinking it. There was more than one small courtyard here. The sound of the guzheng must have come from another small courtyard.

Despite this, Yun Yimeng had to try her best to restrain her disgust and not let any emotion leak out because Shi Heshen was beside her. Otherwise, the gentle and kind personality she had painstakingly cultivated would immediately collapse.

She took a deep breath and forced a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, as if the melody of the guzheng only brought her pure joy and peace of mind.

She looked up again at the small courtyard where Gao Junzhi lived. How could she easily accept a woman with no background as her disciple? She thought she had been worrying too much. This small courtyard wasn't the only one here. The guzheng music she had heard earlier might have come from somewhere else.

However, the uneasiness in her heart still lingered, and she wanted to find the real source of the music.

Yun Yimeng's smile held a subtle, yet subtle, glint in her eyes. She whispered softly, "He Shen, don't you think the sound of the zither is unusually ethereal, inviting one to explore its source? Let's go and see which master is playing the zither here. Perhaps we'll even have the good fortune to meet him."

Upon hearing this, Shi Heshen chuckled and said, "Since Senior Gao Junzhi is the focus of your operation this time, then the others must be just insignificant little characters, not worth spending time on."

Yun Yimeng smiled and said, "He Shen, I understand. Would you like to go with me and take a look? I'm a little curious."

At the same time - in the small courtyard.

Although Huanling's fingers danced lightly on the strings of the guzheng like the dance of elves, as if every stroke could produce a rainbow, her ears were not idle, and she could accurately capture even the slightest movement.

Just then, the tiny creature outside the courtyard, like a little rabbit secretly chewing a carrot, caught her attention.

Gao Junzhi's choice of this place for seclusion was little known to the public. Even Shu Manli, who had visited a few days earlier, had only recently learned of its location. So, who were these two visitors outside?

Just as doubts in her heart were twinkling like stars in the sky.

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Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the stone table clicked, lit up by itself, and unlocked smoothly, more impatient than its owner!

Immediately afterwards, a round and chubby little guy jumped out of the phone. Isn't this the little fat boy who loves to play pranks on weekdays but is very reliable at critical moments!

But today, the smile on the little fat boy's face is rarer than the winter sunshine, and is replaced by a gloomy look.

"Ah Ling, something's wrong! I just used my 'Super Invincible Radar Eye' to scan. There's a guy out there with a system attached to him. It's incredibly high-level. My little rookie system wouldn't even have a chance to introduce itself before it would be instantly reduced to dust!"

"A Ling, you better be careful. This guy's system isn't here to bring warmth to the village. It's probably here to cause trouble!" The little fat boy's voice was trembling.

After the little fat boy finished speaking, he shook off the goose bumps on his body seriously, as if to say, "I'm really scared."

"Alright, alright, little Fatty, even though your acting is a bit exaggerated, your ability to entertain yourself is still top-notch."

Huan Ling almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

The little chubby boy looked bewildered: "What? I acted so convincingly, and you're actually laughing? Where's the shared hatred?" His face was covered in question marks, a perfect example of an emoji. The little chubby boy shrugged helplessly, deciding to put aside his acting chops for now and transform into a well-behaved "floating ball," quietly floating around the small courtyard, admiring the scenery.

Yun Huanling smiled lightly and said nonchalantly, "Oh? An advanced system? Then why would a bunch of us little shrimps join in the fun? Wouldn't we be unworthy of being just a background?"

"Besides, Master isn't here. He might be playing chess with a friend somewhere in the mountains, or playing musical instruments with dolphins. He didn't inform us in advance that we had guests coming today, so we should close the door and refuse to see them. While they're being turned away, they can still experience our artistic atmosphere. Maybe they're just passing by and want to use the internet and ask for our WiFi password!"

After saying this, Yun Huanling continued to play her guzheng leisurely. The whole world was still, with only her fingertips dancing on the strings. The guzheng seemed to come alive in her hands, and every note jumped with a cheerful rhythm.

As for her, she was like a fairy isolated from the world. All the troubles and right and wrong in the outside world became the breeze in her ears, which was blown away by a gentle breeze.

After a while, the little fat boy was like a kite dizzy in the spring breeze, and he performed a "system version" of "Lingbo Weibu" in the small courtyard.

It fluttered here and there and said, "Wow, every leaf in this yard is beautiful."
Finally, it finally decided to pull away from the flowers and plants, and slowly floated back to Yun Huanling's side. With an intoxicated look on its face, it said, "Oh my god, the scenery here is simply a paradise on earth! Can I apply for an 'extended stay' so I don't have to return to that cold phone for a while?"

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As for Yun Huanling, without even raising her eyelids, she said leisurely, "Alright, before Master comes back, as soon as Master shows up, you have to instantly transform into 'Flash Man' and return to your phone. Otherwise, if Master gets scared and has a heart attack, even if I have a hundred mouths, I won't be able to explain your 'flying fairy from the sky'!"

When the little fat boy heard this, he was so excited that he almost did a somersault in the air: "Okay, okay, I will definitely be the most obedient baby. As soon as the master comes back, I will immediately transform into an invisible little superman and promise not to cause trouble for the old man!"

As for Yun Huanling, she slowly added, "Don't just play around. There's someone knocking on the door. Don't let them drift out and mistakenly think they've seen a UFO in broad daylight. Otherwise, our doorstep will be trampled down by the research team!"

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The little fat boy was as stunned as if he had just crawled out of a polar bear's den. The frost on his head had not yet melted away. It felt like he had been "hibernating" for more than ten centuries.

Finally, this guy's brain started to creak like a frozen gear, and he finally understood what Huan Ling meant.

However, it was not easy to find its own voice. It took it a long time to make a sound at its snail's pace.

He jumped up and yelled, his voice filled with disbelief: "Ah Ling, are you kidding me? You want me to go? I'm not a human, not some chubby kid who can just wander the streets. I'm a system! If I go, I'll scare the hell out of people. I'll send them straight to the King of Hell for a signature!"
Huan Ling suddenly started a "scientific research" on the round body of the little fat man system.

She wore a faint, innocent smile. "Little Fatty, don't you call yourself the Transformer of the cosplay world? Come on, show me your skills. Transform yourself into an old man with flowing white hair and a kind face. Then just stand there, motionless. I guarantee that even those FBI agents, with their advanced technology, would have to shake their heads and say 'no such person'!"

When the little fat boy heard this, his whole body trembled slightly like jelly in the cold wind. "Oh, my dear, there are people out there with advanced systems. I'm just walking into a trap. It's like delivering takeout to a tiger and delivering skewers to a Tyrannosaurus Rex. I have to grill them myself..."

The person outside the door didn't seem to be willing to give up at all. He treated our door as the Normandy Beach during World War II. The knocking on the door was as frequent as the artillery bombardment during World War II. It was so terrifying that people were afraid that the door would be blown to pieces in the next second.

Yun Huanling's brows were almost twisted into knots: "Little Fatty, you have to stand up! My trust in you is harder than steel and brighter than diamonds! You are the best, don't be afraid, go ahead!"

The little fat boy looked at Huanling's face with an expression that said "If you don't go, who will go?"

The little fat boy was provoked by Huan Ling. He was stunned at first, then his cheeks puffed up, just like a puffer fish that was angered.

Coupled with the knocking on the door, which was more urgent than his mother urging him to do his homework, the little fat boy was very nervous. It seemed that every knock was saying, "Come and open the door, or you will be in trouble!"

"Never mind, never mind. If it is a blessing, it will not bring disaster. If it is a disaster, it cannot be avoided! O earth, I am with you."

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So, the little fat boy gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and the ground shook with his strength. He was like a warrior about to go to the battlefield, exuding the heroic spirit of "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

The little fat boy wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, took a deep breath, and in one breath he transformed into an old grandfather with a frosted face and eyes that showed the vicissitudes of life.

Then, at a speed faster than lightning, oh no, a hundred times faster than the little fat boy's usual running speed, he "whoosh" floated to the front of the door.

Opening the door, the voice still carried a hint of historical echoes, as if even the door was confused: "Who is this? When did we have an old man in our family?"

The little chubby boy, oh no, now I should call him "Grandpa", pretended to be calm, the wrinkles on his little face moving with it, and he slowly asked in his voice as deep and kind as possible: "Excuse me, what can I do for you? Are you here to play chess with me, or to listen to my stories from ancient times?"

If someone else saw this scene, they would definitely think that some hidden master had suddenly appeared in the world.

But what was the reality? The person standing at the door was actually panicking, like he had twenty rabbits pounding in his arms, more nervous than cheating on a test, terrified that he'd accidentally reveal his true identity and be caught red-handed by those "Conan" of the advanced system world, who would then shout, "Little Fatty, stop pretending! I've even found out your system number!"
Looking back at when the little fat boy first arrived, he was a complete "system rookie". He knew nothing about "system life" and was so unfamiliar with the operation that it made people anxious.

He led Huan Ling into a trap, and she almost got herself "trapped" to death.

"Speaking of the most memorable one, this guy, for some reason, caught a majestic white goose and threatened to train it to be the '007 of the goose world,' dreaming of having a little brother who could act as a 'goose-like helper' at any time. How cool!"

There is no need to think about the ending. The big white goose is not a vegetarian. It is a fighter among geese, with high IQ and EQ. It will not buy its account at all.

What happened to the promised "Goose 007 Training Program"? It completely fell through, with not even a single goose feather in sight.

What's even more amazing is that the little fat boy wanted to be a goose coach, but ended up being chased by the big white goose and making a mess of things. No, that's not right, it was a complete mess!
The little fat boy was flying wildly in front, and the big white goose was chasing him closely behind, making a mocking "quack" sound from time to time: "You little brat, you still want to tame me? You have to outrun me first!"
(End of this chapter)