The white tea stands quietly, the pain caused by death remains deep in the soul.
After moving his fingers slightly, he broke free from the coldness and stiffness.
Before the system started transmitting, Bai Cha suddenly interrupted it.
[Does the host want to take a rest?] The small system blends into the background.
Bai Cha pursed his lips and did not answer the question. All he could think about was the broken bracelet.
[Actually, it’s normal for the host to take a break. After all, no host works as hard as you do.]
The answer to the system was still silence.
The little system looked at Bai Cha, gradually realized the seriousness of the matter, and asked cautiously: [Host, do you regret it? 】
This time Bai Cha finally reacted, and she said with difficulty: "There is nothing to regret, I just thought of one thing."
"You said before that only one host is allowed to exist in each world."
"But in the last plane, in addition to us, there are also defection systems and time travelers. Does this mean that the small world actually allows multiple hosts to coexist, but you just don't know it?"
The small system started to answer without thinking:
[It is reasonable for some time travelers and rebirthers to carry systems, but only one person, like the host, who actually performs tasks is allowed to exist. 】
"In addition to the host who performs tasks, are there any beings who can travel through the world at will?"
[No, traveling through the planes at will will cause space chaos, and the laws will not allow it to exist.] The little system answered obediently.
Bai Cha rubbed his index finger with his thumb.
There's none?
No, she doesn't believe it...
Although each world has different personalities, appearances, and voices, no one is as stupid as him... and that bracelet.
But the system had no reason to lie to her.
It seems that some answers still need to be found by herself.
"Let's go to the next world."
【Okay! A new dimension is opening.】
[The soul data matches the body 87%]
[Soul delivery in progress, fusion degree 80%]
[The key plot and the memory of the original owner are being transmitted, and the transmission is completed.]
[Fusion degree 100%]
Opening his eyes, Bai Cha was startled by the sight in front of him.
This is a spacious and gorgeous bedroom. Because it adopts the classical European decoration style, every part is the ultimate luxury. The rich colors collide together, which is the ultimate visual enjoyment. For a moment, it seems to make people fall back.
The eighteenth century where extravagance reached its extreme.
However, this is not the West of the 18th century, but a completely imaginary ultra-modern dimension.
On the carpet, a thin young man was curled up.
A tattered shirt hung on him.
Underneath that barely-so-called clothing was a body riddled with scars.
However, what firmly caught Bai Cha's eyes was not the boy's shocking body, but the boy's magnificent and unparalleled face.
That face is like a red rose blooming in the snow, and like the last ray of light shining on the world.
Extremely erosive beauty.
No one can resist such a face.
Especially when the young man raised his head, his long eyelashes trembling, and his pale golden, desireless eyes looked at him.
At that moment, it was as if my soul was shocked.
Bai Cha, who had always been indifferent to beauty, subconsciously breathed softly.
He propped up his body with his thin arms and stood up from the ground tremblingly. His voice was as cold as anyone else's: "If Miss has vented enough, I will go down first."
After saying that, without waiting for Bai Cha's reply, the young man turned around slowly, dragging his broken body and gradually disappeared from her sight.
Blinked.
It took three seconds for White Tea to recover from the huge shock.
[The goal of saving this world is so beautiful.] After coming back to his senses, the little system couldn't help but sigh.
【That face must have been kissed by God.】
Bai Cha ignored the small system.
She is checking the mission target's information.
The mission target in this world is named Song Li. He was originally the young master of the Song family in the imperial capital. After he was born, he was replaced by a nurse civet cat for the prince. The prince who was supposed to be the prince became the son of a gambler in the slums.
From then on, Song Li began his miserable life.
From the time Song Li could remember, he could not escape his father's punches and kicks every day.
It is normal to be hungry and full every day.
At the age of three, while other children were still acting coquettishly in their mother's arms, Xiao Songli had begun to pick up garbage outside and support himself by selling garbage in exchange for food.
At the age of six, while other children were sitting in school studying, Song Li was washing dishes at the Black Heart Restaurant.
At the age of ten, he came into contact with the school he had longed for for the first time, but his identity was as a handyman clown...
At the age of fourteen, Song Li was sold to a casino by his father.
Because of that outstanding face, Song Li was snatched away.
It happened that the original owner was there that day. When he saw that face, the original owner, like all girls, was heartbroken, so he spent a lot of money to get this young man who was more dazzling than an angel.
Although the young man grew up in darkness, he has the purest soul and unyielding backbone in the world.
No matter how forced the original owner was, Song Li always stuck to his heart.
But facing the original owner's difficult and harsh treatment day and night, no matter how tough a person is, there will be a day when he can't bear it.
Finally, with the warmth and encouragement of the original owner's sister Bai Ying, he betrayed the original owner.
But similarly, he did not fall in love with Bai Ying.
During the day, he worked in the Bai family to pay off his debts, and at night the boy learned programming on his own.
Two years later, the young man used his first pot of gold to redeem himself.
At the same time, he accidentally learned about his life experience.
With an anxious mood, he went to the Song family with evidence, but the Song family did not want a young master who had been "kept", which would be a shame for the Song family.
After Song Li saw through all this, he left the Song family without any regrets and started working hard to start a business.
But Bai Ying and the Song family did not let him go, but no matter how excessive the difficulties were or how unbearable the suppression, the young man survived.
Just when he thought his life was finally dawning.
Coming before the morning light is Death's scythe.
The physical deficit in his youth, his body that was not healed in his youth, and his overdraft in his youth, these are the things that doom the youth to death.
After reading this information, Bai Cha fell into a long silence.
For the first time, she felt sympathy for the mission target.
Let out a long breath of relief.
Only then did Bai Cha look at the memories belonging to the original owner.
In this society where the gap between rich and poor is huge, the original owner was lucky enough to be reborn in a wealthy family.
As the eldest daughter of the Bai family, the original owner was pampered and pampered since she was a child, and she was well-fed and well-clothed.
The original owner had a sickly sister named Bai Ying.
Unlike her original owner who was healthy and beautiful, Bai Ying was weak since she was in her mother's womb.
After birth, she became extremely thin and sickly.
After he was sixteen years old, he was diagnosed with organ failure.
From that day on, the original owner became his sister's organ bank.
First the hematopoietic stem cells, then the spinal cord, kidneys, liver, cornea, and finally the heart.
The original owner was only nineteen years old when he left this world...
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This chapter will be edited in detail later, little cuties, go to bed early