Scumbags Follow the Good System: Chapter 135 overworld

However, no one gave her an answer as to why she ran secretly, and the system would forcibly take her away. Cong Liang thought that the system should take the blame and then self-destruct.

"Self-destruction..." Cong Liang muttered and got up from the ground. Someone was about to reach out to help her, but she waved and refused. The system's basic friend, Xiao Triangle, ran over with her short legs and hung on her calf. The whole screen was A crying face.

Cong Liang stood up, bent down and touched the pointed head of the little triangle. Under the double blow of the system and Song Chen, she was obviously not punished by the electric shock, but every step she took, she felt pain everywhere.

However, she was powerless to change, but deep in her heart, she was unwilling to end it like this. Cong Liang found a corner in the resettlement area and sat down, hugged her knees, buried her head in her arms, and remained silent for a long time.

In the next long period of time, the main system was still not successfully repaired, and more and more travelers exchanged Jinjiang coins and left, forgetting the mission world they had passed through, taking money, and living in real life.

But Congliang never left, she couldn't get rid of all kinds of tasks in the world. One day in the winter, the temporary resettlement field was cancelled, and all the traversers left, leaving only Congliang.

Another bald middle-aged man talked to her, and even asked a psychiatrist to intervene and treat her, but she was never sick. She was not stuck in an illusory past and couldn't extricate herself. In her heart, everything was real.

She has no tea, no food, no mental disorder, eats well, sleeps well, and even fights with the cleaning aunt who sees the most every day in the building. When one of the cleaning aunts resigned, she took over the cleaning job. .

Congliang has always refused to exchange Jinjiang coins, and with a salary of 1,700 yuan a month, he settled down in this almost empty place.

She calls home every month to care about her parents and younger brother. During the Chinese New Year, she catches the Spring Festival train and uses the salary she has saved over the year to buy gifts and new year goods for her family, including large and small bags. go home.

Congliang herself didn't know what she was waiting for, but every time she called, her mother and father revealed that they wanted her to go back. At night, the building is empty.

In the third year, the bald middle-aged man came to talk to Congliang again, stating that he would compensate her and supply her with the half a million points used for the system upgrade, as long as she agreed to exchange it.

After thinking about it for two days, she is also a laity. She struggled for two days and two nights in the future that does not need to face the loess and the impossible dream.

In the end, she was scratched into a bird's nest and had dark circles under her eyes bigger than a panda, and talked to the bald one again.

"I thought about it for a long time," Cong Liang said, "I don't think it's an illusory mission world, and the people that exist there are all real."

The middle-aged man across from him twitched the corners of his mouth, brushed a few strands of hair that could not cover his head, and said bitterly, "You are sick...you need to be cured."

Congliang ignored him and said to himself, "And I may never accept anyone else in my life..." Congliang sniffed, and began to play rascals as usual, "When you let us pass through, you didn't take human nature into consideration, it's you The dereliction of duty, let's not mention the psychiatric hospital, you are above any world, but I am such a person."

"I, if I live with one person, it is impossible to find someone else," Congliang said with a savage face, "I have a mother at home, a younger brother at home, and my father's health is not good, I rely on me to support..."

She began to cry in a fake fashion, and said: "When you were looking for me, you didn't say that you wanted to be with someone... woo woo woo, now I can't let it go, if you're nervous, you don't want to kill our family. be damned..."

"You killed so many people," Cong Liang slapped his thigh, "you will be punished!"

"Big sister!" The middle-aged man on the opposite side raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, "We haven't killed anyone, we just erased their memory and let them go home."

"In the system space, the video I showed you, the picture of killing people and then sending them to other cities to change their identities and appearances, is a fake. It was used to shock people for fear of people making trouble. We in the mental hospital also I have been looking for the most authoritative psychiatrist for a long time for treatment, and many have come out..."

"This is a society governed by the rule of law, we are just an institution serving the main world to repair the loopholes in the world," the man's teeth were a little cracked, and when he was excited, his saliva splashed: "Little sister, don't mess around, if you do this again, we will force you to Erase the memory..."

"A society ruled by law." Cong Liang quietly knocked on the table with a serious face: "It is also against the law for you to forcefully erase your memory."

"Also, choose an accurate name. We will talk twice a month for three years. You will be the eldest sister and the little sister." I'm cheap!"

"let me tell you…"

"Enough!" The man patted a table, shaking his fingers and pointing at Congliang, "You don't even look at your appearance, I'm taking advantage of you? You don't brush your face or wash your face!"

Then Cong Liang looked at him dumbfounded, and the middle-aged greasy bald uncle who had been fighting with her for three years, changed his appearance in an instant like a Transformer in front of her.

Thick black hair grows from the top of his sparse head, his greasy stomach gradually shrinks with his shirt, bulging out the shape of his abdominal muscles, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and nose are all stretched and raised in an instant, and his fleshy lips become thinner. , the leaky teeth were rearranged one by one, and the chubby fingers with doll pits became slender.

"If I hadn't been like that for three years, I'd **** suspect that you fell in love with me, and I would stick to it and keep talking to myself every day in the middle of the night, I've made your nerves weaken!"

"You, you..." Congliang stared at the opposite side with his mouth open, the middle-aged uncle chatted, turned into a handsome and compelling young man, and even forgot what he wanted to say.

"呲!" The man crossed his arms and squinted at Congliang, "Women are really superficial creatures..."

He squinted for a while, then suddenly put his hands on the table, leaned forward, crossed the short table, and enveloped Congliang with his figure, "Woman, do you look stupid? Do you like what you see?"

"Well, why don't you consider following me." The man said, "I can make anything you want, money, jewelry, house, car..."

"Can you make the man I like for me?" Cong Liangshou closed his mouth and looked at the man with admiration.

The man choked up, put his hands away, clasped his shoulders again, sat down and stared at Congliang with a frown, "Am I okay? I've watched you for three years, and we see each other twice a month, talking for more than three hours each time. If you don't, I'll call you home for your salary, I've seen all your ugliness, I..."

"Do you want to soak me?" Cong Liang's face was strange, and the mission world and the real world were all considered, she never had a single peach blossom. Unexpectedly, after working as a cleaner for three years, I still have no intention of planting willows.

The key is that Cong Liang must have guessed correctly. The "Transformers" who exist in the real world are definitely not ordinary people.

"Are you..." Cong Liang's voice tightened a little, "Lord, Lord..."

"you are a pig!"

"Main system?!" Cong Liang couldn't believe it.

"Huh." The man snorted.

Congliang got the exact answer, stood up, went around the table and rushed towards the man. The man reacted quickly. He also stood up and started to run. The two ran around the table twice. Can't get the man out.

"I don't want money, you give me all the men and systems I like, and I'll leave..." Cong Liang pressed on the table and said, "I know you can do it, otherwise... or I'll fight with you for the rest of my life! "

"Hmph," the man leaned against the table and pinched his eyebrows, "then knock..."

Congliang stood silently on the spot, pursed the lively expression on his face, and retreated in an instant.

"Don't make that expression," the man said. "It takes a lot of energy to bring people from other worlds into this world."

"You really don't think about me..."

Cong Liang didn't answer, lowered his head, paused, turned his hand and walked towards the door.

"The system repair failed, and all data chains must be destroyed and reorganized. It's not impossible to find out for you."

The main system said: "It's garbage that needs to be destroyed anyway, but you have to think clearly, if he integrates the entire data chain, only one of the five worlds with you will have a personality. Who."

"Song Chen!" Congliang said without any hesitation, turning his head to the face that had just faded away, and it shone brightly again.

"How do I remember that you first liked the prince of the first world?" The man tilted his head in surprise: "Don't you say that first love is very deep?"

"They are all alone." Cong Liang said, "I owe Song Chen a lifetime."

"Okay..." The man nodded, "But when fused, uh, you know, those personalities that haven't been repaired in the back can be washed out directly, but the first five fusions will..."

"There's a little bit of sequelae." The man stretched out his thumb and index finger, making a small gap, "A little bit."

"It's okay!" Congliang waited for so long, and now she can finally have a turnaround, she was so happy that she was going crazy, but she hadn't forgotten the system, so she quickly said: "Since it's all rubbish, then you can find the system and Cong'an for me too. Come on," Cong Liang said, "I don't want a penny, just pay me this month's salary for the fare!"

"The seven-star system that has been infected with the virus has self-destructed," the man said. "If it merges with another data link, they will not be able to do it."

Cong Liang's face is slightly crossed, "If you can't be an adult, you can do something else..."

"Fuck off." The man waved his hand and pointed to the door of the office. "Go back and wait, I don't want to see you again... Don't talk to yourself again in the middle of the night, this building is part of me."

Liangliang nodded again and again, turned his head and walked away. When he turned around to close the office door, he found that the main system had changed back to a middle-aged greasy uncle, slumped in the chair and stroking the few hairs on the top of his head with a sad face.

The author has something to say: this main system, in my original setting, even if I wear twelve, it will collapse, and if it does not collapse, it will not be able to be together.

In the next chapter, Little Tutu will be back, don't cry anymore, Congliang will take him home to meet his parents and get married officially.

I also got the system and from Ann. Your abuse point is really low _(:з"∠)_

As for other personalities that appear at any time if the fusion is not successful, I count them as outsider writing. Write as much as you can, ahem, as much as possible.