When there are multiple children in a family, it is an unlikely feat to achieve a truly even bowl of water.
The same goes for headquarters.
The current supreme controller manages countless systems, but 666 is the best. As for what's so special about this child... I can probably tell you that it's not the same for three days.
That day, 666 came back from the mission. He first visited the controller, stretched himself and said, "I want to take annual leave."
The controller's voice was very soft: "How is the host you brought this time?"
"Everything went well." Fang Shan sat cross-legged next to him: "And he is one of the few who can live a long life."
As a worker who is often late for work, 666 has a very bad reputation in the system, and 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's figure is very well-proportioned, but for some reason at first glance, it seems that a gust of wind can blow it away, and the flesh and blood on the opponent's body seems to be weightless. Even though we haven't seen each other for many years, this has not changed at all.
"The year-end summary meeting is coming soon." The controller said: "According to the plan, one of the sessions is 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 was still very soft, but with an unmistakable tone: "Bring the report to me within two days for my review."
Hearing this, Fang Shan pulled out a piece of paper with a proud look on his face and handed it over respectfully.
The controller glanced at him lightly, as if he was confused that Yu Fang Shan would complete the tasks assigned by his superiors on time.
Fang Shan took the initiative to answer: "I have a lot of ideas in this regard."
It is not difficult for him to analyze his areas of expertise.
The controller felt a sense of relief, similar to all parents who look forward to checking their children's homework, but—
The host's high mortality rate is mostly due to the host's refusal to unbind the system after completing the task, and is addicted to the pleasure of controlling wind and rain in different planes. According to my personal experience, if you want to solve this kind of problem, you must fundamentally eliminate this bad habit.
I would like to make some suggestions below:
1. In the mission world, learn to steal the host’s limelight, the host’s achievements, and the host’s women.
In the first article alone, when I saw the last five words, I couldn't help but want to tear it up and let him rewrite it.
The controller said quietly: "Your thoughts are very dangerous."
Fang Shan insisted: "This is the most effective method."
The defense was not accepted. The controller ruthlessly tore the report into pieces with his beautiful hands. The paper was flying everywhere, and it actually looked a bit rare and beautiful.
The controller's voice was cold, like snowflakes in December: "Rework. Take it back and rewrite it."
Fang Shan still listened to his boss's words. He spent a week reflecting carefully and resubmitted a report. The following is excerpted from the first article of the new version:
1. It is immoral to take advantage of others. Instead of grabbing the host's harem, it is more appropriate to turn the host into your own harem.
The controller was speechless for a long time after looking at it. Fang Shan was secretly delighted... He must have been impressed by his superb solution.
After a long time, the controller was helpless: "I remember that the system's program code is very dedicated to feelings."
Fang Shan proved that he is also an infatuated person: "I will carefully observe each host, record the data, and select the most exciting and suitable one."
The controller looked at the report and shook his head: "I'm asking you to go to work, not to go on a blind date."
Fang Shan wanted to say a few more words for himself, but the report had turned into a few pieces of paper in the hands of the controller.
"Write an official version." The word 'official' was emphasized, and the controller reminded: "No truthful words are allowed in the content."
"What's the difference between that and writing a composition?" Fang Shan curled his lips slightly and left dejectedly.
Shortly after he left, System 001 suddenly walked out of the operation room inside.
The controller said calmly: "It takes six hours to overhaul all the equipment, and only half of the time has passed now."
System 001 usually does not dare to challenge his authority, but today he just couldn't bear it and put his work aside for the time being: "You should remind 666."
The controller flipped through the equipment maintenance records and asked without raising his head, "What are you reminding me of?"
"Of course it's to stop him from thinking about falling in love with the host."
666 has always been playful. Although he is just talking about it now, even a little bit of putting it into practice will have irreversible consequences.
The controller said calmly: "Not everyone expects eternal life."
System 001 did not listen to his so-called philosophical theories at all, and angrily shouted: "You are a madman!"
After saying that, he ran out and grabbed Fang Shan who had already walked away: "Don't be fooled by the controller. This is all premeditated. He just wants to..."
"I want to see another possibility in me." Fang Shan turned around and faced System 001's incredible gaze: "I know all this."
If the system is all the same, how can it be improved and upgraded
"Since you know, why do you still..."
Fang Shan interrupted him: "Because I also hate the sameness."
Choosing hosts to perform tasks day after day, working from 9 to 5, and sometimes working overtime, couldn't he have some private life
System 001: "...Are you taking revenge on society?"
Fang Shan: "I just want to live a decent life."
System 001: "You are a system."
What kind of person do you want
While he was dazed, Fang Shan had already walked away. He waved his hand with his back to him: "In short, I am a system with pursuits."
Wei family.
When System 001 woke up from his dream, the clip of Fang Shan waving away was still playing in his pupils.
That was the last time he saw his former 666. After that, Fang Shan, who originally decided to take annual leave, started a new round of work for the next year's year-end bonus, but unexpectedly he met the evil god and never came back.
Everything seems to be destined.
Fang Shan was sleeping when he woke up due to the fluctuation of space.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the pale-faced System 001 standing beside the bed. In order not to wake up Wei Su Shen, Fang Shan pointed out the window. Three minutes later, the two looked at each other on the grass outside the villa.
As soon as the cool breeze blew, Fang Shan couldn't help but speak first: "Use your space ability to peek?"
System 001 forcefully denied: "I just had a nightmare."
Fang Shan sneered: "And 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 time, then turned around and walked into the villa. There was another 'narrow encounter' with Wei Su Shen at the top of the stairs.
"Where have you been?" Without turning on the light, Wei Sushen's expression was dark and unreadable.
Fang Shan's head ached slightly: "Talk to System 001 about something."
Wei Sushen asked calmly: "Discussing in the woods at three o'clock in the morning?"
"It's the lawn downstairs." Fang Shan corrected.
Wei Sushen changed the subject: "The temperature is low at night, so go back to your room first."
Fang Shan was moved: "Don't ask me what I did?"
Could this be the absolute trust between husband and wife
"Excluding the time spent going up and downstairs, you stayed outside for forty-five seconds."
Forty-five seconds is the maximum time for a kiss, and 666's lips are slightly dry, which shows that he only said a few words.
Fang Shan: "... Fifty percent of marriage tragedies are due to lack of trust and space."
Wei Sushen's face was expressionless: "One hundred percent of the tragedy of marriage is that I went too far in giving you freedom."
“…”
After taking a short nap, he was woken up by hunger in the early morning to look for food. Fang Shan met System 333 downstairs. When the other party saw him, he was like a mouse and a cat, on the grounds that he did not give him enough sense of security for survival.
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 said.
Fang Shan felt sad, it seemed that everyone was asking himself for a sense of security.
After being traumatized, he went to find the only clear stream in the family... Wei Ye to communicate.
Wei Ye's first reaction when he saw Fang Shan was to frown, and then he said without mercy: "There is a fee for psychological consultation."
Normally, Fang Shan would have waved his sleeves and left immediately, but today he sat down calmly, explaining that he had been having a rough time recently.
Wei Ye: "Fight poison with poison."
Fang Shan asked for advice: "Can you explain it more thoroughly?"
Wei Ye: "Being entangled every day."
Fang Shan: "Is it useful?"
Wei Ye: "In three days at most, they will be afraid of you."
To be precise, he was afraid of being cheated. Fang Shan's skills were enough to stand on top of the world.
Fang Shan felt slightly relieved.
Wei Ye added: "Don't be too happy too early, it won't last long."
The scars healed and the pain was forgotten. Half a month later, those people were expected to return to their previous state.
Fang Shan probably also thought about this: "If you are too close, you will feel uneasy, and if you are too far away, you will come up to you for abuse. Could this be the legendary douche bag?"
Wei Ye glanced at him lightly, and Fang Shan understood the deeper meaning conveyed in it... It was not a bitch, but a standard bitch.
He stood up slowly and sighed sadly: "I understand."
Wei Ye knocked on the table twice: "Remember to pay."
Fang Shan said quietly: "No cash."
"Support QR code scanning."
After obediently paying the psychological consultation fee, Wei Ye was about to turn around and leave when Wei Ye suddenly said, "Did you not go on your honeymoon after you got married?"
Fang Shan nodded.
Neither he nor the host is very interested in honeymoons. Every time they go to other planes to perform tasks, it is equivalent to traveling overseas.
Wei Ye: "You can go to some special places to distract that unfilial son."
Special place
Fang Shan was thoughtful.
That night, before Wei Sushen fell asleep, Fang Shan asked, "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 has had many dream experiences, guessed what he wanted to do: "Travel in a dream?"
Fang Shan: "Confidential places require permission. The most you can do is take a look."
Wei Sushen: "That's not bad."
The two were chatting at night when a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "I advise you to be careful."
System 001 knocked on the door and poked half of his head in. He didn't know how long he had been eavesdropping: "As the saying goes, if a person is nurtured by the soil and water, a being like 666 can be cultivated. How virtuous will the people at the headquarters be?"
Wei Sushen tried to think for a while, from Mary Sue system to system 001, then to system 333, and finally his eyes were fixed on Fang Shan, shuddering.
The author has something to say: Hum hum hum, persevere in the extra chapter—
I will write another Taotie story in the next two days - thank you to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~
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