Chapter 2
Ren Miao looked at it with her legs crossed and her chin propped up: "Where did you come from?"

system:"……"

Fuck, didn't I get intercepted by you halfway?
"Oh... I forgot." Ren Miao Ren Miao said frankly, and poked the light ball with her hand, it felt quite warm, and it can be used as a baby warmer in the future.

"Then do you have a name?"

"The newborn system doesn't have a name, it's named by the host." The system said indifferently, it just hoped that this host who came from a bad background wouldn't give it the name of the second class of snake spirit disease.

Ren Miao glanced at it: "Then... a dog?"

The system feels a little hypoxic, host, do you know that the name of the system is only registered once, even if the host dies in the future, and the host is changed, the registered name is still the name given by the first host, and this name will be compiled in the system data. place!
"Don't you like the name?" Nonsense, who likes it.

Ren Miao tossed the little light ball back and forth in his hands, and thought about it seriously: "What's your birth number?"

"The birth name is 180807, but the system's own number is 000000." The system still answered seriously with the concept that this guy is the host.

"Oh, that's called Yaoba? How about it? The homonym of 1 is Yao."

In fact, Ren Miao doesn't want to be famous. To her, the system is just a bunch of data without emotion. The new system will keep the information of the first host, and maybe the emotion.

But those systems that have experienced countless hosts no longer remember what the first host was like. The lack of a name means that after she returns to the normal world, the system is still a newborn system and can be matched with a better host.

"Host, your Yaoba always reminds me of your mahjong-playing Yaoji..." The system was silent for a while, but still spoke out what was in his heart.

Ren Miao picked up the system and was a little upset: "Then you want to call Yaoji?"

"No, no, just Yaoba, Yaoba's name is tall when you hear it! Of course the name given by the host is the best!" Yaoba said in a doggy manner.

Ren Miao dangled Yaoba in his hand: "Then let's divide the work, how about you? Just take care of sending me into the world, and I will take care of the rest."

"Host, we are here to help people rebuild their lives." Yaoba reminded
"I know, it's equivalent to giving the original owner a regret medicine, letting her see what the different actions will lead to in the future!" Ren Miao looked indifferent.

"Also, look at what you're wearing yourself? How to attract men's attention? Are you all such unscrupulous things in the system world?"

"Host, you can insult the equipment I bring, but you can't insult my dignity as a system!" Yaba Yi shouted righteously.

"Oh, I know."

"So how long am I going to stay here? Don't tell me I'm going to spend my whole life for the original owner."

"Theoretically, it is indeed necessary to live a lifetime for the original owner... But if the host draws [-]% of the soul, [-]% is taken by heaven, and the remaining [-]% can be returned to the original owner to live his own life."

"A profiteer, if you don't do anything, you will get [-]% of it. Forget it, you will get [-]% of it. The devil will stay here forever." Ren Miao lay on the bed and tossed Yaoba bored.

"Host, isn't fifty percent a bit low?"

"It's not that there are a lot of problems. Using someone else's body, whoring someone they don't like, and enjoying the care of their relatives and friends for free, then I will let you counterattack for me. Why don't I come back by myself Woolen cloth!"

"..." What you said makes sense.

"Host, girls should be reserved and elegant, don't swear casually, it looks indecent!"

"Can it be eaten as a meal?"

"I just finished dinner and wanted to digest food. Why is there a big truck in a small park that is not next to the main road in the middle of the night? Why did it only hit me? If it hits, forget it and run back twice. Look at me dead, right? What did I do wrong? I have turned back into a ghost after being properly transformed into a human? Can you let me be a good human being! What kind of hatred, what kind of grievance, it wants to kill me. "

Yaoba roughly figured out that this should have something to do with the Dao of Heaven, and it would be better for him to participate less in the big boss's war.

"That, host..."

"Don't call it the host, it's a lot of life, call it the boss."

"Su... Hello, Boss, are you familiar with our system world?" Yaoba's tone was a little coquettish, but thanks to his bright light, he couldn't see his expression.

"You don't know it yourself?"

"The data in our system is shared, and some cannot be checked."

"Oh, that is to say, Tiandao is equivalent to the GM, we are the staff, your system is equivalent to the npc inside, and those who need it are equivalent to the players?"

"Oh, then you know the way of heaven?" Yaoba asked curiously.

"I know it, it's a grandson!" Ren Miao twitched the corners of his mouth, gnashing his teeth.

"Well, Boss, this time the task is relatively simple. I specially found someone with the same name and surname as you. The character design is also the cannon fodder background board in the original plot. Don't let the plot collapse too badly." Yaoba finished speaking cautiously, then Going to run away.

"Where is Beng Neng Beng going, besides, these people" Ren Miao paused, and then said: "They are all real, and no one is the creator. We, the so-called mission workers, are just here to give these people a Regret medicine."

"Oh? Host, I thought you would say that these people are equivalent to your mobs playing games."

"Called boss! How can it be a mob? We can enter other people's stories, and others must also enter our stories. They live in stories, so why not us?" What Ren Miao said was a bit profound, Yao Ba said I am at a loss.

"So, host, let's not break the plot too much, okay?"

"Oh, I'll try my best. It depends on the situation. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether it collapses or not, as long as the original owner has a new way of life."

Yaoba was silent for a while, feeling that the host's words were a bit untrustworthy.

"Go to bed early. Tomorrow, I will continue to watch the hero and heroine love and kill each other. Let me think about whether I want to get Bai Yueguang back." Ren Miao pulled the quilt and wrapped it around her body, muttering and falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)

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