Maybe the Child of Destiny is different after all. Unlike the client who was covered in black mist in the previous century, this time the client was already shining with golden light and filled with white mist before he even appeared.

As soon as Mo Chuchen finished speaking, a white mist with golden light rose in front of his eyes.

Then a thin man walked out of the fog calmly.

He was wearing a school uniform, his whole body was decadent with a hint of laziness, and his delicate face and peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive.

When Mo Chuchen was looking at him, he was also looking at Mo Chuchen, their eyes facing each other, and they were speechless.

After a few seconds of silence.

"can you help me?"

The man's voice was a little hesitant and his eyes were a little dark.

"Of course I can help you, but you have to tell me what you want to do?"

Mo Chuchen was a little curious as to what request this person made that so many people rejected.

"Actually, I just want to read books and play games at home. I don't think about saving the world at all."

The man looked at the sky with a melancholy expression.

In his memory, although the spiritual energy of his world has just begun to bloom, demons and monsters are everywhere.

However, there are many monsters and masters in his world.

Until he died of illness, the whole world was mostly singing and dancing.

It wasn't until he was forcibly pulled out by the world consciousness to find the system that he realized that the magical powers of those powerful people running around for world peace should have been his own, and he should be a toiler in the script of the world consciousness.

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Although the world keeps emphasizing how powerful and powerful he is.

But after experiencing a short and comfortable life and seeing through a world filled with demons and monsters.

The man is not willing to be a powerful person. He really wants to be a happy salted fish at home, instead of being toyed with by the world consciousness and those who rob him of his original opportunities.

After learning the man's thoughts, the consciousness of the world was about to explode with anger.

The son of his destiny!

Completely spoiled by those smoky guys.

Therefore, the idea of ​​world consciousness and the idea of ​​host are completely opposite.

If the counterattack is completed, then the original owner's wish will be fulfilled (no way to obtain high points). If the original owner's wish is completed (high points will be obtained), then the world consciousness will definitely have to step aside (no great luck will be obtained).

This is not a good task. As long as no one lacks points and good luck, no one will take on this hot potato.

"I don't think I have anything to regret. I want to go back and relive that era again and be a hero who saves the world. This is not what I want. I just want to be a salted fish. Such a simple wish." The man said.

I spread my hands, feeling helpless.

[Ah, ah, isn’t the rebellious period of human beings in their teenage years? Why can’t they change this for the rest of their lives? How great it would be if they changed! 】

The consciousness of the small world was also whispered in Mo Chuchen's ears. It was obvious that one wanted to be a salted fish, and the other wanted his son of luck to be a hero who saves the world.

"What is called the rebellious period? Don't use words randomly if you don't know how to use them. Do I call this the rebellious period? You call this the chuunibyou."

The man complained without raising his head.

[If it doesn’t work, I’m going to be mad. If it doesn’t work, I’ll find another agent]

"Okay, okay, can't you each take a step back?"

Mo Chuchen rubbed his ears. It was enough for these two beings who were not on the same channel to argue like salted fish and heroes.

"Let me explain first, I don't want to fight monsters to the death!"

Seeing that the host of this system had no intention of backing down, the man immediately made a request: "Before I died, I read the reports. Those powerful people who took my golden finger sometimes killed monsters and were beaten to the hospital. In the end, they faced

Many gods and Buddhas were instantly reduced to rubbish, and I am not willing to do such a dangerous thing."

[I didn’t ask him to save the world, he took the golden finger and the opportunity I gave him, it’s that simple!] The consciousness of the small world has obviously become accustomed to being rejected every time, and has already become interested in the son of destiny saving the world.

There was no hope in this matter, but when he saw those others taking his things, he was still so angry that his teeth ached.

Mo Chuchen took a breath and thought for a moment: "Wouldn't it be better if you took a step back earlier? How many hosts will be persuaded to retreat like this! We will take over the task after the negotiation is completed."

"Come on." The man hesitated for a moment. He also knew that if he insisted on his own opinion, he might have to be dragged around by the consciousness of the world. In this case, it was better to let the system host handle everything.

He raised his eyes and walked towards Mo Chuchen step by step. Looking at the host who always had a faint smile on his face, the man could not feel any vigilance or rejection. On the contrary, looking at him, he only felt a slight sense of relief and repulsion in his heart.

Calm, as if what was in front of him was not a person, but a statue of a powerful existence. This wonderful feeling made the man stunned for a moment. He paused and continued walking forward.

The two slowly approached until their figures completely overlapped...

Mo Chuchen also integrated the memory of the man. This lazy son of luck was named Chu Moxiao. He had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child. His family lived abroad all year round, and he lived with his nanny most of the time.

The nanny had a daughter named Lu An. At first, Lu An was very attached to Chu Moxiao. Later, Lu An developed special powers and left the Chu family with the nanny.

After that, many of his classmates got supernatural powers one after another, but Chu Moxiao lived as an ordinary person from beginning to end.

Probably because of a guilty conscience, many of the people who took his golden finger secretly took care of Chu Moxiao. It was not until someone discovered that Chu Moxiao's luck never weakened that Chu Moxiao was brutally murdered.

Chu Moxiao was unaware of the overt and covert struggles among those who took away his destiny. Compared with others, his life was too good and comfortable, so comfortable that he felt that world peace had nothing to do with him.

In this way, he has been living among the lies and beauty spun by various powerful people, which also aggravates Chu Moxiao's lazy and comfort-seeking character.

In the world without him, more and more powerful beings appear. Those who carve up his golden fingers know nothing about the dangers in the future. After the real danger appears, they are wiped out one by one.

….

When he opened his eyes, Mo Chuchen saw a room that was decorated very childishly. There were drawings of sharks hanging on the blue wallpaper, a children's tablet on the light-colored desk, and a pile of colorful digital building blocks the size of a box.

On the ground, Mo Chuchen stretched out his hand and was surprised to see a pair of short, delicate and soft little fleshy hands.

This wears it right back to childhood! Mo Chuchen twitched the corner of his eye. It seems that the original owner's golden finger was already noticed by others when he was a child. Otherwise, the consciousness of the world would not suddenly stuff him into such a small child.

when.

Mo Chuchen jumped up from the wool carpet. He looked at a floor-to-ceiling mirror beside him. In the mirror, he looked like a miniature version of Chu Moxiao. He was a lazy child, but he was neatly dressed and worth a lot of money.
Chapter completed!