Bind to the fake death system, the goddess turned into a black yandere for me

Shen An raised his head in a trance, his eyes empty and without focus.

He didn't know why he did this, as if he was being pulled by some invisible force.

A warm breath brushed across his face, causing him to slightly open his lips involuntarily.

He felt something soft gently touching his lips, gently reaching between his lips and teeth.

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded:

"Host, what's wrong with you? Why are you standing there in a daze?"

Shen An suddenly came back to his senses and blinked.

He looked around and found that he was still standing alone in the kitchen, holding the food he had just taken out of the microwave.

"I... I'm fine."

He answered a little confused, "Maybe I was a little distracted."

Shen An shook his head, trying to get rid of the strange feeling.

He looked down at the food in his hand and suddenly found that he didn't have much appetite.

"Strange," he muttered to himself, "I felt quite hungry just now..."

He put the food back on the table and decided to go back to the laboratory to see the mysterious egg.

When he walked out of the kitchen, Shen An subconsciously touched his lips, as if he could still feel the vague touch.

The system was silent for a while, as if thinking about something, but in the end, it didn't say anything.

Shen An didn't think much and walked straight to the laboratory.

Shen An walked into the laboratory and came to the incubator.

He carefully checked the data on the dashboard and suddenly frowned.

"Why is the incubation index rising so fast?"

Shen An confirmed the data again to make sure he was not wrong.

The incubation index is indeed much higher than he expected.

"Hey, system, what do you think? Is this value a bit weird?"

The system was silent for a while, as if thinking about how to answer.

Finally, its voice was a little confused:

"Indeed...something unusual. I can't explain why this happened."

"By the way, what happened to those small worlds I experienced before?"

The system's answer became hesitant:

"Uh...that...those small worlds are not accessible for the time being."

"Why?"

The system seemed to hesitate, and finally said:

"There were some problems with those small worlds, and they are still under repair. I don't know the specific situation..."

He always felt that the system was hiding something from him, but he couldn't say what it was.

Shen An turned around and continued to observe the eggs in the incubator.

The lines on the eggshell seemed clearer than before, and a faint light could be seen flowing through it.

He reached out and gently stroked the glass of the incubator, muttering to himself:

"What will hatch out? "

Just then, Shen An suddenly felt a strange throbbing.

It was as if something was calling him.

His eyes were involuntarily attracted by the mysterious egg, and for a moment he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The system noticed something unusual and asked cautiously: "Host, are you okay?"

Shen An came back to his senses, shook his head and said: "Nothing."

He turned and left the incubator, deciding to take a rest first.

However, he didn't notice that at the moment he turned around.

The lines on the eggshell seemed to flicker, as if responding to something.

And the strange lines on the back of his neck also flickered.

Shen An sat in the restaurant with a can of canned food that had already cooled down in front of him.

He poked the unknown meat-like object with a fork and let out a meaningful sigh.

"System," he said vaguely while chewing the canned meat that tasted like rubber.

"When do you think I can save enough points to go back? "

The system was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to answer this philosophical question.

Finally, it replied in an almost cheerful tone:

"Host, please keep your faith! You are not far from your goal!"

Shen An rolled his eyes,

"Come on, you said the same thing last time.

What's the result? I found myself further away from the goal."

The system was not to be outdone and continued to paint a big picture:

"But host, think about it, as long as you complete a few more tasks.

You can save enough points to buy a luxury apartment!"

"And then? Let me guess, does that apartment also have a hot spring swimming pool?"

The system excitedly took over the conversation:

"That's right! Not only that, there are also private theaters, gyms, and smart kitchens that can cook automatically!"

Shen An took a bite of canned meat and looked thoughtful:

"Well... sounds good.Then can I still buy a spaceship and go for a ride on the weekend? "

The system seemed not to notice his sarcasm, and continued to say enthusiastically:

"Of course! As long as you complete a few more tasks, the spaceship is no problem! "

"Wait, host, are you mocking me?"

"How could that be? I'm serious.

After all, in a place like this, what else can I do except dreaming?"

Shen An sighed, leaned back in his chair and said:

"Seriously, system, don't you think the recent tasks are too normal?

Feeding eggs, cleaning, monitoring monitoring data...

How can this day feel like going to work? "

"Oh? Host, are you missing those thrilling days in the past? Do you want us to change the next world to a super difficult yandere world?"

"I don't want to be chased around the world by those yandere heroines again. "

……

At night, Shen An took a shower and lay down on the bed.

The feeling of fatigue quickly swept over him, and he closed his eyes, ready to have a good rest.

In the middle of the night, the only sound in the quiet room was Shen An's steady breathing.

Suddenly, he felt something gently touching his cheek. The touch was cold and strange.

In a trance, Shen An got out of bed.

His feet seemed to move forward involuntarily.

Through the corridor, through the door of the laboratory, and finally stopped in front of the incubator containing the mysterious egg.

Shen An looked at the egg and suddenly felt an inexplicable impulse.

He stretched out his hand and gently opened the incubator.

The egg was presented to him without any cover, exuding a faint warmth.

Shen An Carefully he picked up the egg, feeling its warm touch.

The eggshell was smooth and soft, touching his skin, giving him a strange sense of comfort.

He gently scratched his fingertips with his fingers, letting a few drops of blood drip onto the eggshell.

The eggshell seemed to tremble slightly, as if absorbing the dripping blood.

After completing this strange "feeding" ritual, Shen An put the egg back into the incubator and went back to his room to rest.

Everything seemed normal, and he fell asleep quickly.

Late at night.

Shen An opened his eyes dazedly, feeling his hand being gently held by something.

An invisible force seemed to be guiding him.

But his consciousness was still hazy, unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream.