It seems that the villain is targeting me.

Lao Liu took a sip of the ice drink as if he was going to die of drunkenness, and then he noticed that Lu Yao's hands were shaking non-stop, and even the ice cubes in the cup began to shake along with them.

"I've already told you Gu Tianjiao isn't a good person," Lao Liu muttered, knocking his cup on the table. "You're the only one who's blind, treating shit like a treasure."

Cat number four ignored the other's mumbling. It stared absentmindedly at the plate of milky white dairy products in front of it, and its mind was hazily echoing with the words that 41006 had said to it before.

Here...it turns out that the destruction of this small world was not due to the death of the male protagonist?

Even if Gu Tianjiao was not killed in the end, and all the plots continued to develop as usual, would it eventually reach a point of collapse?

Then why did the Master Control assign the mission of 'preventing the Son of Fortune from being killed'? This simply didn't make sense - rather, from the outset, dispatching more than two dozen field personnel for a mere small world was simply a losing proposition.

It's like piling twenty harvesters on an acre of rice field. Even if you shovel away all the mud, you still can't pay for the fuel.

Originally, it thought that the main controller was pursuing perfection and could not tolerate mission failure, so he would rather lose money than not chew this hard bone, so he was so persistent in sending specialists to carry out the strategy.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all. The main controller's purpose is not to save the plot world that is falling into collapse - He does not care about the life or death of this small world at all.

When Number Four thought about this, he felt a chill in his heart, and even the hairs on his back stood up.

[Hmm? Bro, are you okay?]

41006, who was sitting nearby, noticed the cat's abnormality and reached out to rub Number Four's hairy head. With a hint of concern, he asked, "Is the cat's body still not used to it? I just noticed that your stomach seems quite swollen... Are you sick?"

Number Four didn't have the courage to tell the other person that these were actually food.

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It shook its head vigorously, as if trying to clear its mind of distracting thoughts, and seized the opportunity to change the subject: [By the way, I haven't asked you yet... Brother, what do you want to do by bringing me here?]

After hearing this, Lao Liu's lazy temperament immediately disappeared.

[Of course, it’s because I have something important to do…]

It muttered softly before looking seriously at the cat on the table: "You know, after losing my host, being able to power on again is already a miracle. My energy reserves have long been used up, and I have no way to obtain energy through normal means."

【In fact, I can’t even go back to the real world now.】

41006 simply showed No. the setting interface after his illegal operation was successful.

[As a system, I think you understand what this means.]

Lu Yao clasped her fingers together, resting her elbows on the table, a look of uncertainty in her eyes.

She said: "As soon as I return, the main controller will destroy me and turn me into consumables. I won't even have the chance to redeem myself for my crimes."

Number Four let out a mournful "Meow," and even the wagging of its tail became more intense.

It's no wonder it's timid. As a system with a host and a job, and trying hard to get a job, it's normal for it to be afraid of this desperate situation.

"So," Cat Number Four swallowed his saliva humanely, "You want to..."

41006 narrowed his eyes and looked at the frightened short-haired cat from above, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

[Since you appear here, it means that the master controller has not given up on this small world.]

Lu Yao rested her chin on her knuckles, gently rubbing her jaw with her thumb. "He will continue to send new hosts and systems. My sudden awakening is most likely due to this..."

[Hmm... Counting me, what's your first order to be sent in?] It suddenly stared at Number Four's face. [The second one? Or the twentieth one?]

It was as if it was being stared at by a carnivorous beast. Cat No. 4 couldn't help but arch its back. The cat's habit made it unconsciously bare its teeth, as if it was responding to a threat in a defensive response.

41006 didn't take the younger generation's vigilance seriously and continued talking to himself.

[Isn't this strange? Such a small world houses more than one system, consuming so many resources.]

Old Six stared at the pattern on the table in boredom. [I discovered at the end of the mission that the will of the world here is not normal at all.

, and the attention paid to it by the higher-ups is a bit too much. 】

[——Have you not noticed? This isn't a world where you can just harvest a certain amount of points.]

Number Four was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly shivered.

Indeed, among all the small worlds, there are actually very few that are close to the real world - this is not the ideal "point harvesting field" of the master controller at all - the world with fantasy, magic, and ancient background is a better choice.

A world like this, where "world will is distorted" and "potential causality is scarce", is the worst of the worst, and 41006 should not have been allowed to enter it from the beginning.

Unless the main controller's original purpose was not to harvest points, but something else.

[But no matter what the master's purpose is, it's no longer important to me.]

The energy reserves that maintain the basic operation of the system are burning at an abnormal rate - this is the price of extracting luck. The luck of the small world itself is not suitable to be used as energy. This is an iron rule established by the main controller at the beginning of the design.

Long-term consumption of gas to maintain system operation is like adding gasoline to a diesel car. Even if it can barely drive it in a short period of time, it will inevitably cause damage to the engine or even complete scrapping in the long run.

This is a foreseeable future: from the moment 41006 wakes up, its lifespan has entered the countdown.

Lao Liu let out a long breath, and a deep murderous look appeared in his eyes.

[I don't care whether this little world will eventually collapse, nor do I care about the fate of the child of destiny.]

Such a twisted worldview has no need to exist, and the true intentions of the controller have nothing to do with me—this is revenge for those who died unjustly—I will drain all the luck from this small world, obliterate all possible plot developments, and let the world's will lead to complete self-destruction.

Like an auditory hallucination, it seemed to hear again what its former host had said to it.

She said: If this is a world where only good people can't survive...

It murmured and added: [...Then it is right to go to destruction.]

Cat No. 4 couldn't help but tremble after hearing this, and his words became a little more flustered: "Wait, wait, so you want to--"

Both of its paws were pressed on the table, and its eyes were rolling around, as if it had overheard its owner making an appointment for sterilization surgery on the phone. The whole cat was visibly panicked and began to think about which direction to escape.

【Well, there's nothing I can do. I might have to trouble you, brother.】

Lu Yao touched Number Four's trembling ears apologetically, and then grabbed the back of its neck to prevent it from escaping suddenly.

My system permissions have been completely stripped away, so I can only find other ways to obtain props...

41006 looked at the cat on the table.

[Hmm... You don't have a host right now, do you?]

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When Chen Xiaoya discovered the familiar figure, it was already evening and time to go home from school.

The freshmen's first day of training has come to an end.

After standing in the sun for a whole day, Chen Xiaoya was exhausted. The classmates around her were still in the mood to chat quietly, but she didn't want to say a word. She just stood there silently, waiting for the instructor to announce the dismissal and rest.

A lot of people suddenly poured out of the second and third grade teaching building. Students wearing the No. 1 Middle School uniform crowded the stairwells and corridors, hurriedly crossed the campus, and rushed to the cafeteria or the canteen in groups.

The western sky was dyed a beautiful orange-red by the setting sun. Her eyes briefly swept over the crowd, and then, as if attracted by something, they suddenly converged in one direction.

A look of surprise suddenly appeared in the girl's eyes.

Just at this moment the instructor shouted loudly to disband, so she could no longer control her steps, and quickly squeezed out of the team and ran towards the figure.

"Xiao Bird——"

She shouted at the other person, a puppy-like smile appearing on her face involuntarily.

However, in the next second, the smile froze in place like dried gum.

Chen Xiaoya is fifteen years old this year. She doesn't quite know how to manage her facial expressions appropriately. Apart from Aqiong, one of her few friends who she grew up with, she is actually not good at socializing with others.

Communicating with others is a profound art and cannot be acquired through simple classroom teaching. In fact, the emotional intelligence foundation of most people comes from their parents' words and deeds - parents who are not good at speaking obviously cannot raise children who are eloquent.

It is obvious that no one could be a role model for Chen Xiaoya as she grew up, and her interpersonal communication skills were indeed quite clumsy.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. After all, it was not until a few months ago that Chen Xiaoya met an adult whom he could completely trust. He got rid of the haze that shrouded his life and was still at the stage where he desperately longed for love like a child.

So, when she saw the woman standing next to Xiao Niao, with her arm even moving closer to him intentionally or unintentionally, Chen Xiaoya almost immediately got furious.

But she ran too fast, and it was too late to retract the expression on her face.

Xiaoniao

One arm was stretched out towards her to prevent her from falling or hitting the tree next to her - under normal circumstances, the little girl would probably be happy to jump into this person's arms and cuddle - this might be influenced by Xiao Niao, she always liked these little gestures of intimacy.

But now, she just gritted her teeth and managed to stop.

"...Hmm," Xiao Niao put down his raised hand and turned his head to look at the person standing beside him.

"Doctor," she heard the bird introduce itself to the woman, "this is the little boy I told you about."

The doctor's facial features and face were obscured by the dense shade of the trees. His head was slightly tilted towards Xiao Niao. Only when the latter turned around to talk to her did he slowly lower his eyes and look at her with a smile.

"Ah, hello," she said casually, "You must be Chen Xiaoya, right?"

Oh oh oh, you too - bullshit!

Why are you pretending it's our first meeting? You obviously know me... No, who are you? I call you by your full name because I know you well!

Chen Xiaoya only felt a blood vessel in his temple beating violently.

She glanced at him with a hint of hostility, then moved closer to Xiao Niao and asked cautiously, "...Who is she?"

There is absolutely no way Chen Xiaoya would forget this face.

She was deeply impressed by this strange woman. The first time she appeared, she rode a tattered bicycle and saved her from danger... and then turned around and snatched her pocket money.

Correction: I didn't try to snatch it, I just took it directly and with confidence.

After that, this woman appeared several times at key locations, and it seemed that she had some kind of connection with Xiao Niao that she had no way of knowing...

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaoya couldn't help but reach out and hold Xiaoniao's left arm.

As mentioned before, she is still in the stage where she is very eager for care and even has some signs of separation anxiety.

This tendency later developed into a situation where whenever Xiao Niao appeared in her sight, Chen Xiaoya couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her.

At first, Xiao Niao thought the boy's clinginess was annoying, but later he gradually became desensitized and numb, and he got used to letting the other party hold his arm when they were outside.

Xiao Niao seriously worried for a few seconds about how to explain his identity as a doctor to Chen Xiaoya.

With some intuition, Xiaoniao vaguely felt that the atmosphere between the two people seemed to be a little wrong, as if the two people knew each other before.

But this shouldn't be possible, right? Xiao Niao looked at Xiao Ya with some suspicion. If this child had met Dr. Chen beforehand, I should have had an impression of him.

Well, come to think of it, these two people's eyes look quite similar...

"Well, she's a friend of mine," Xiao Niao cleared his throat. "She helped me a lot before... Her last name is also Chen, so you can just call her Doctor Chen."

Chen Xiaoya didn't say anything. She rested her forehead on Xiaoniao's shoulder, looking shy and afraid to speak, but she was secretly glancing at the doctor out of the corner of her eyes.

For some reason, Chen Xiaoya almost instinctively felt a little resistant to this "doctor".

After just a few encounters, this person had already topped her list of 'least favorite adults'—what? You mean Chen Zhengkang? Humanoids like that don't count on that list.

On the other hand, Dr. Chen Xiaoyue also took advantage of her height to silently observe her childhood self.

Perhaps everyone has this kind of mentality: when looking back, they always feel that they were very naive when they were young, and some neurotic behaviors during adolescence are always inexplicably funny.

Chen Xiaoyue thought: Was I that short back then? My face looked silly too... Why did she just hug me? I hadn't even hugged the teacher's hand yet—

Xiao Niao suddenly felt someone gently grabbing her right shoulder. She subconsciously turned her head and then found that it was Chen Xiaoyue who put her hand on her shoulder.

Xiao Niao thought the doctor had something to say, so he naturally asked, "Well, doctor, what can I do for you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a pulling sensation on his left side.

Almost at the same time, the hand holding his right shoulder became a little tighter.

Xiao Niao: "...Hmm?"

Why, why does it feel a little weird?

She felt a confusing pulling sensation coming from both sides of her body, and looked at the two culprits in surprise.

Chen Xiaoya raised his head and looked at her. The child's facial features had not yet fully developed and the facial contours looked immature, but it was enough to tell that he was a beauty.

She looked a little aggrieved: "Xiao Niao..."

Chen Xiaoyue calmly pulled the person towards her.

This time it wasn't just a virgin, the real beauty leaned in close to her ear and whispered to her as if she was whispering something: "Teacher Xiao."

The doctor's voice was hoarse and magnetic, with a mature charm that only comes from being weathered by the vicissitudes of life. Moreover, this man was mean-spirited and knew clearly that the bird's ears were its weak point, so he deliberately lowered his head and spoke into its ear.

Xiao Niao, who was sandwiched between two people, suddenly took a half step back. Unable to bear it any longer, he shook off the doctor's hand and pulled his arm out of Chen Xiaoya's arms.

"You two should stop doing this," Xiao Niao glared at them fiercely, "What are you doing fooling around outside?