MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 4

Ji Tong felt deep malice from the triggering timing of this task.

Don't say it sooner, don't say it later, I just waited until this time to jump out.

And the host's current family, where does it seem to be harmonious and happy?

After Ji Tong was tired from stepping on it, he thought carefully about a possibility: Could there be a bug in the mission release program?

It is said that data without bugs is not a good program.

Moreover, this is the main task that the host needs to complete. As a system, he cannot interfere with the content of the task. His role is to provide the host with all kinds of help and suggestions within his ability, so that the task can be completed faster and better, but now he is really starting Can't help but ask Pei Qingyuan to build a warm family with Luo Xiuyun.

He managed to comfort the depressed host!

There must be something wrong with the program.

The little robot nodded in confidence.

Pei Qingyuan, who didn't know what happened, was still waiting for him to announce the mission. Ji Tong cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Host, the mission center may be infected with a virus, so a wrong mainline mission was released. I need to contact the mastermind to confirm and verify—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the mission panel, which was lying on the ground dying, continued to make a stubborn mechanical sound, trying to interrupt him: "The center is not infected with the virus, the safety physical examination score is 100 points, the first main task you want to complete The task is to have a harmonious and happy family, the task time limit..."

Ji Tong: ...

How is the quality of this thing so good? !

Pei Qingyuan: ...

Did he see the spectacle of data infighting?

After the mechanical sound was broadcast, the scene fell into an eerie silence for a while.

Ji Tong felt his face hurt.

In order to defend his achievement of comforting the host's mood, he said in a hurry: "This task will take a month, so don't rush to do it for the time being. The host should study at ease. After I carefully analyze the host's current interpersonal relationship, I will give you a few sets. Complete the plan for the host to choose."

Ji Tong remembered that the customer service said that the systems need to meet regularly, and such a good communication opportunity should not be missed. At that time, he would inquire about the practices of other systems, choose the method that sounds the best and let the host follow suit.

As the saying goes, it is good to plant trees in the front and enjoy the shade in the back.

The more Ji Tong thought about it, the more he felt that he was smart, and the statistics on his body also became brighter. He was simply a genius rookie system.

Hearing this, Pei Qingyuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions, but just wrote down the task requirements and time limit.

He was also surprised at the content of the main task at first, and only a few minutes ago he learned that his mother and uncle were using him as a tool for profit. Of course, he was unwilling to do this task.

But after the strange turmoil just now, this feeling of resistance seems to have dissipated a lot.

He should try to believe in this artificial intelligence that says it can help him change his destiny.

The room is not big, and the air is filled with the unique dryness of early autumn. Pei Qingyuan sat at the table with nothing to do, maybe he should have talked more with his mother who had reunited after a long absence, but Luo Zhichang watched TV in the living room, Pei Qingyuan really didn't want to go out Room.

There are many slightly old children's books on the bookcase. Pei Yan, who is already in high school, did not take them away, and Luo Xiuyun was not willing to sell them. He only took an empty cardboard box for Pei Qingyuan and asked him to pack it himself.

But Pei Qingyuan didn't pack these children's books. Instead, he put the books he brought into a cardboard box and took them when he needed them.

He thought that he was probably using this kind of awkward behavior to ask Luo Xiuyun indirectly for something, but Luo Xiuyun never mentioned to him the children's book that remained motionless in the cabinet.

It was as if she had never felt different.

Pei Qingyuan took out a thick math book from the cardboard box, leaned over the small desk, and read it carefully.

After being free, Ji Tong, who was building a cozy bedroom for himself in the consciousness space, couldn't help admiring the host when he saw this situation.

Pei Qingyuan just entered the third year of high school this year, and was in the most critical year before the college entrance examination. As a result, he encountered such a big life change, and was forced to transfer to the high school that Pei Yan once attended, which had a very average rate of enrollment. Pei Minghong and his wife deliberately wanted to change their minds about their situation.

I don't know if the host's grades will be affected.

Thinking worriedly, Ji Tong subconsciously glanced at the book he was reading, and was shocked to see the four big characters of advanced mathematics.

...he was careless.

As expected of the man who will be the protagonist.

Ji Tong swallowed the thought of asking Pei Qingyuan if he wanted to have supper together in shame.

Intimidated by the arrogance of being a domineering student, the little robot involuntarily relaxed the action of arranging the bedroom, although Pei Qingyuan actually couldn't feel it now.

Entering one's own consciousness space is an intermediate function, which can only be unlocked after the host's growth value reaches a certain amount.

Therefore, Pei Qingyuan will not know for the time being that his artificial intelligence system actually has a cute big round bed full of bright yellow and furry dolls.

That night, Ji Tong happily spent his first night reincarnated as an artificial intelligence on the big round doll bed.

It turns out that androids don't dream of electric sheep.

Because he dreamed of hot pot skewers, spicy crayfish, beer and Coke.

Perhaps this is the fate of not eating supper.

The next morning, Ji Tong stayed in Pei Qingyuan's mind obediently, staring at the porridge, side dishes, bean curd and bean curd on the Luo's table in a daze.

He is so hungry.

A hunger from the soul.

Being an artificial intelligence is good for everything, but it is too contrary to the human nature of eating Chinese people not to eat casually.

Luo Zhichang, who usually sleeps until the sun rises, rarely woke up early today, looking very energetic, and glanced at Pei Qingyuan from time to time, his eyes full of pride.

Pei Qingyuan ignored him, speeded up his breakfast, took his bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash them, and turned around to take his schoolbag and go out.

Luo Zhichang stopped him immediately: "Hey, why are you in such a hurry? Wait for me, uncle is going out with you today."

Seeing that Pei Qingyuan stopped in his tracks, he slowly picked up the coat that was thrown on the sofa, and picked a toothpick in his mouth: "Uncle is going to work in No. 2 Middle School from today onwards. If you encounter any troubles at school in the future, you can't solve it." , you can come to ask uncle for help."

Hearing what her brother said, Luo Xiuyun put down her chopsticks a little uncomfortably. She had been completely persuaded by her brother, and felt that it was a good thing for Luo Zhichang to use the Pei family's relationship to get a job, but seeing Pei Qingyuan's silent expression at this moment The expression, the heart is always a little guilty.

She opened her mouth and said in a low voice: "Qing Yuan, you just came here not long ago, and you're unfamiliar with the place, it's a good thing to have uncle to take care of you."

Pei Qingyuan squeezed the strap of the schoolbag: "Have you discussed this with me?"

Luo Zhichang immediately retorted: "Your child is not old or young, why should I discuss with you where I will go to work? You just take care of your studies!"

"Really?" Pei Qingyuan suddenly glanced at Luo Xiuyun, "Does it really have nothing to do with me if uncle can go to work in No. 2 Middle School?"

Luo Xiuyun subconsciously avoided his sight.

The air was silent for a moment, and Pei Qingyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, not expecting to get an answer.

"I have something to do with my classmates, so I'm leaving first."

Under the power of his previous sentence, Luo Zhichang didn't make a sound to stop him, but cursed in a low voice.

After walking out of the house, Pei Qingyuan took a deep breath, and quickly whispered to his system in his heart: "Sorry."

What just happened is completely contrary to the requirements of the mission.

But it was really hard for him to hold back the emotion surging in his heart.

But Ji Tong thought it was very good, if the conditions did not allow it, he would have to shake Luo Xiuyun's mind to see how many basins of water he could shake out.

Ji Tong quickly comforted: "The host doesn't need to apologize to me, expressing one's feelings honestly is the first step in building a healthy family relationship, you are doing the right thing."

Then he paused, and euphemistically expressed the deep purpose behind his rainbow fart: "The host's breakfast looks delicious."

Pei Qingyuan was taken aback, and recalled the very simple porridge and side dishes on the table just now, and then belatedly remembered Ji Tong's strong desire for lamb chops yesterday.

"You want to eat?" He asked uncertainly, "Aren't you an artificial intelligence?"

Ji Tong began to pretend to be a foreign guest in a serious manner: "Food is really a great invention of human beings. As soon as I was bound to the host yesterday, I was attracted by the mysterious fragrance. Once I tasted it, it is difficult for me to go back to being with data every day. Pale life of..."

Pei Qingyuan was dazed when he heard it, but at the same time he wanted to laugh, and his mood relaxed accordingly.

"I'll take you to eat pancakes." Pei Qingyuan pushed the bicycle behind the bushes to avoid the crowd. "Every morning when I ride to school, I pass a pancake stand. It smells delicious, and I often see many students queuing up to buy it."

Thinking about it this way, the smell of pancakes that he can smell every day seems to be his only colorful memory these days.

Ten minutes later, the handsome high school student stopped in front of the pancake stand with his cute younger brother on the back seat.

Most of the people queuing up here are students from the No. 2 Middle School next door, and everyone wears the same school uniform.

The girls who bought pancakes together couldn't help but whispered when they saw this particularly eye-catching pair of brothers.

"That kid is so cute!"

"His brother is so handsome, he's actually from our school, why haven't he seen him before? Did he just transfer here this semester?"

Hearing the chattering voices around him, Fu Chengze rolled his eyes irritably.

"Boss, are you ready?" He hurriedly blocked the front of the line, urging, "I'm rushing to the school to clean up people, and I won't be able to catch people if I'm late."

The owner of the pancake stand has long been accustomed to the violent style of this regular customer, and he greeted casually: "Immediately, I will add another egg for you."

The companion next to him bumped into Fu Chengze's shoulder: "Are you really going to deal with that kid?"

"Nonsense." Fu Chengze snorted coldly, "I didn't know that there was such a thing behind Lin Yan's transfer. That impostor's family must be very bad. It caused him to be separated from his family for so many years. Of course I have to warn that kid. , so as not to make any troubles."

The companion smiled: "They all changed their surnames, and they are no longer called Lin Yan."

"What's the matter? People haven't changed." Fu Chengze said without hesitation, "I've been a brother for so many years. If I don't beat up the fake guy and call him dad today, I won't be named Fu."

The boss handed over the freshly baked pancakes, Fu Chengze grabbed them, and immediately got ready to get in the car and rush to the school.

Just as he stepped on the pedal, he heard a soft child's voice.

"Big brother."

Fu Chengze turned his head in surprise, and saw a little boy who was only as tall as his knees, looking up at him eagerly.

It seems to be looking at him, and it seems to be looking at the pancake in his hand.

This seems to be the child that the girls were talking about just now, it's really cute.

Facing such a child, Fu Chengze was at a loss for a moment, and unconsciously softened his usual barbaric tone: "You called me?"

The little boy nodded and showed him a simple and childish smile, but his tone was serious.

"Are you going to beat my brother?"

The author has something to say:

Fu Chengze and his pancakes, dangerous

*Abstract and text cited in "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" is a classic science fiction novel published in 1968 by Philip K. Kick.