After air bombing the system, I became the heavens system?

This is the seventh day of Ye Qiu staying up late to light the lamp.

For the past seven days, he ate, drank, and slacked all by the computer. His eye circles were black like a panda's, the eye sockets were filled with a lot of bloodshot eyes, and his complexion was sallow and emaciated.

Just because I want to write a novel that shocks the past and shines today, comparable to the four great classics.

However, in the previous six days, the manuscripts written every day were rejected.

This is his seventh submission.
When the manuscript was handed over to the editor, the reply was still two words: "garbage."

Ye Qiu suddenly felt dizzy, and a sense of powerless frustration welled up in his heart, and his spirit, which had been tense all the time, was sluggish at this moment.

Like a frosted eggplant, it's gone.

"Seven days. Seven days in a row, all rejected."

""I Love Rich Women: Soft Rice Really Smells" is a masterpiece I have painstakingly worked on! I stayed up all night until my hair almost went bald, why was it rejected?"

"I don't know how to write any ready-made themes, you should find a class!" The editor replied.

With tears in his eyes, Ye Qiu looked at the screen and began typing on the keyboard, hoping that the editor would give him another chance.

However, the dialog box is displayed: "You are not the other party's friend!"

Yes, the editor directly deleted Ye Qiu.
At this moment, the vision in front of him began to become a little blurred and a little dim.

Then, with a bang, Ye Qiu slammed his head hard on the keyboard, completely losing consciousness.

The head is heavy, and there is a strong sense of dizziness.

It's like riding a roller coaster, spinning around.

Just in this drowsy state, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Ding! The Heavens Creation System has detected the host, please choose the host to bind."

"After the binding is successful, the host must follow the system instructions to complete the task."

"Otherwise it will be wiped out!"

The mind is heavy and the mood is depressed.

The annoying voice sounded in my mind again.

The images of being rejected for the past seven days filled Ye Qiu's mind, which made Ye Qiu even more irritable, and replied without hesitation.

"I'll go to your uncle's subject!"

"???"

System: "Please host to choose a binding system."

"You know Hammer's novels, what year is it, and you still write about masters going down the mountain every day, God of War Returns, does anyone read it?"

"Ding host, please bind."

"Isn't innovation good? Isn't it good to eat soft rice?"

System: "I TM"

"Ding host, please choose to bind"

"roll!"

Ye Qiu was already annoyed by his unrecognized talents, but this annoying mechanical sound haunted him all the time, and suddenly his prehistoric power erupted.

"I, the so-called Tang Bohu of the 21st century, was rejected repeatedly. What is the reason?"

"You must be jealous of my talent, so rejecting my manuscript is just trying to plagiarize my idea!"

"Ding ding. Ding."

A series of prompts sounded like a program jammed with garbled code, which made Ye Qiu open his eyes from a coma, and instinctively shouted: "You are an editor of Hammer, go home and feed the pigs!"

boom!
In an instant, Ye Qiu's head exploded into a mess.

Then there was a loud electrical sound.

The system is blown up!

Ye Qiu, who just woke up, rolled his eyes and passed out again.

When Ye Qiu woke up again, it was already late at night.

Suddenly, he found that there were countless memories in his mind.

"The King of the Beginning, How did the Soul Emperor destroy a good hand of cards?" "

"The posture of the emperor, why did my son Wang Teng die halfway?" "

"Send the God of War's Daughter to the Kennel?High IQ villain's road to death! "

…………

"and many more!"

"It seems a little familiar!"

While breathing, Ye Qiu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his whole body went numb.

"Damn it, you were almost killed by this cheating system...?"

A series of memories flashed by, and Ye Qiu finally understood what this system was!

After the system binds the host, it directly plays the host as a puppet, issues tasks, and improves itself!
Then unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge.

This is simply pulling wool!

Damn capitalism!

That's how the above-mentioned big bosses who started the game were played to death!

"Damn it, this system doesn't let go of the roots of leeks!"

Ye Qiu wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, buddy, I'm smart, and I can export the quintessence of Chinese culture, otherwise I'd be dead."

That's right, looking at all kinds of novels, which protagonist doesn't regard the system as his father.

Those like Ye Qiu who not only refused repeatedly, but also uttered dirty words... This is the only one, there is no semicolon!

Then, the system exploded!
"and many more!"

"What the hell is that exclamation point over my head?"

Ye Qiu's eyes lit up, and he reached out to touch it!
【All Heavens Creation System】

【Level: 1】

[Talent: Shuttle through the heavens]

[Skills: copy, summon, calculate...etc! 】

[World origin: 0]

[Urgent Note: When the origin of the world is 0, the system will automatically decompose after 24 hours. Please seek the host as soon as possible, seize the origin of the world, and improve yourself! 】

What the hell!

The system is blown?I became a system?

Then, after 24 hours, it will be automatically decomposed?
According to international practice, didn't I take off directly?
What a fucking cheat!

Ye Qiu collapsed!

"Drip drip drip."

At this moment, the editor added Ye Qiu and sent a message.

"Fanda, I'll give you another chance to write about the return of the God of War or the descending of the master."

"Write this, someone will read it."

"After signing the contract, I will personally sponsor you 100 yuan."

"Go to hell with you, you can't survive even one chapter of Lao Tzu's plot!"

Ye Qiu cursed and deleted the editor!

It will be cold in less than 24 hours, and write a Mao novel!
Survival is king.

Hurry up and find a host, it's the fleece!

"Damn capitalism!"

"Hey, it smells so good"

Ye Qiu plunged headlong into a certain k-novel website!
After 3 minutes of hard work, Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "The system card learning machine is so fast! Mom no longer has to worry that I can't write novels."

Tens of thousands of novels are all melted into my mind!

Then click on a certain novel: "It's you."

Swipe your finger, and a white light suddenly surges out, rippling like a wave.

During the breath, that white light enveloped Ye Qiu's body, and disappeared in the next second.

The cover flashed, revealing the title of the novel: "The National Goddess of the God of War with Crooked Mouth Beats Your Little Chest".