The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

[Two male protagonists, run away if you take the wrong path! ]

[Please keep your brain before watching. If you don't like it, leave. Speak in a civilized manner and respect each other. If you go crazy, I will go crazy.]

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On a clear afternoon, in a quiet courtyard in Huaicheng, a young man in a white shirt and black trousers was lying on a lounge chair under a big locust tree.

He was tall and thin, with a face so beautiful that it was difficult to tell whether he was male or female, but it was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was so weak that it was almost invisible.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves of the locust tree rustled. The young man suddenly opened his eyes and rolled to the ground from the recliner.

"The signal is reconnected, and the host's body data is being obtained!"

"Warning! The host's soul was wiped out by the Lord God due to mission failure, and the original owner's soul has returned!"

"Warning! The original owner's body has been subjected to the power of annihilation, and all data has collapsed. He will die in 24 hours!"

Yan Muhuai lay on the ground, raising his hand with difficulty to rub his temple. The warning voices in his head kept coming one after another, making his temple feel as if someone was pricking him with a needle.

As warned, his physical condition was terrible, his whole body felt like it was falling apart, and he couldn't even do something as simple as standing up on his own.

"warn……"

"Shut up! Who the hell are you? Am I back in time? It was you who took my body away three years ago?" Yan Muhuai couldn't get up, so he simply didn't get up. He just lay on the ground and questioned the thing in his head that had been issuing warnings.

"I'm not, I don't have it. I'm just a weak, pitiful and helpless little system. The one who stole your body was my previous host, but he has now been wiped out by the Lord God!" The system's voice was even more childish than the warning voice, like an electronically synthesized voice of a five or six-year-old child.

"System? What does it do?" Yan Muhuai continued to ask.

His body was stolen and his soul drifted to a world of immortal cultivation called Jiuzhou Continent. Only three years had passed in this world, but he felt like he had experienced a thousand years in the other world.

The eighteen years he had lived in this world was just a blink of an eye compared to the thousands of years he had lived in another world. He had almost forgotten everything and had no idea that there was a system that could get into people's brains and speak.

"It is to help the host travel through countless worlds in the book to complete the mission. This is the first world that my previous host and I experienced. I didn't expect that the male protagonist of this world is a cold-blooded lunatic. The previous host used all his tricks to conquer him for three years, turning his favorability from positive to negative, until time ran out and ended in a gorgeous failure."

"You said this world is a book?" Although the technology of the other world that Yan Muhuai's soul went to was not well developed, everyone was practicing cultivation and the magic was extraordinary. It was still easy for him to understand what the system said about traveling through small worlds to complete tasks, but he did not expect that the world he was born in was actually a world in a book!

"Yes! My database contains a lot of information about this world. You can ask me anything you want to know. The previous host is dead and I can't go back now. Please don't kill me. I will be very obedient!" The system begged pitifully.

"Who decided to choose my body?" There was no emotion in Yan Muhuai's tone.

But the system felt that there was a hint of murderous intent.

It said quickly, "Yes, it's the main system. The previous host and I were just following orders. We were both newbies and wanted to do something big, but we failed in the first world."

"What you mean is that you and your host have done nothing wrong, and you want me to settle the score with that illusory main god you mentioned?" Yan Muhuai said in a cold voice.

The system was so cowardly, "No, that's not what I meant. I, I really don't want to die. As long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything you want me to do. Please, let me live, woo woo woo..."

Hearing the small system's begging for mercy, a vague little figure flashed through Yan Muhuai's mind, and his heart softened instantly.

Besides, this so-called system is built into his brain, so it's not so easy for him to kill it. I don't know why it is so scared. It's no wonder the mission failed if it is so stupid.

"I would like to let you go, but unfortunately I will die in twenty-four hours." In his current condition, a strong wind could blow him away on the spot.

"No!" the system said, "After I reconnected to the signal, a new function was added. You can accumulate merits to exchange for life, but I don't know how to accumulate merits. Do you know?"

"Merit?" Doesn't that mean doing good deeds? Yan Muhuai asked, "How do you exchange it?"

"One hundred merit points can be exchanged for one day." said the system.

"How much?" Yan Muhuai couldn't help but raise his voice.

"One hundred, one hundred points of merit can be exchanged for one day of life. One day is twenty-four hours..."

"Forget it, let's just wait to die together!" Yan Muhuai prostrated himself and gave in.

The small system doesn't know the value of one hundred merit points, but he, a ghost cultivator who came back from the world of immortal cultivation, knows it very well. He must help at least one wronged soul fulfill his wish in order to obtain one hundred merit points.

To help wronged souls fulfill their wishes, you must first find a wronged soul. For someone who can become a wronged soul after death, the wish must not be simple.

He is now on his last breath and it is difficult for him to even stand up. He does not even have the necessary conditions to find the wronged souls, let alone help them fulfill their wishes. Even if the wronged souls appear in front of him on their own initiative, he may not be able to complete this arduous task.

The system cried, "Can it be harder than my previous host's conquest of the male protagonist of this world? I thought that those who survived a great disaster would have good fortune in the future, but I didn't expect that you can't escape the fifteenth day even if you can't escape the first day!"

"I don't know how difficult it was for your previous host to conquer the male protagonist of this world, but I..." Before Yan Muhuai could finish his words, a pair of feet suddenly appeared in front of him, and he looked up along the feet.

The familiar face slowly revived Yan Muhuai's memory of death. He called out tentatively, "Aunt?"

The woman was wearing a white dress, about forty years old, looking haggard and with dark circles under her eyes.

She is Yan Muhuai's father's sister, Yan Tangxue.

"Muhuai, what are you doing..." The woman was standing a little close to him. She took a step back before reaching out to help Yan Muhuai up.

Yan Muhuai raised his hand to stop him, "Don't move, let's just talk like this!"

Yan Tangxue looked at the young man lying on the ground, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, aunt, what do you want to talk to me about?" Yan Muhuai asked, looking up.

There's nothing wrong with talking like this, except that it makes your neck a little tired.

"Oh, that's it." Yan Tangxue remembered why she came. "I want you to go to the Internet cafe to help me find your brother. He skipped class yesterday and went to the Internet cafe. He didn't come back all night. I'm very worried about him."

Yan Tangxue was talking about her son, Yan Muhuai's cousin.

"That's it? Nothing else?" Yan Muhuai asked.

Yan Tangxue shook her head. "No, I'm just worried about him. I'm afraid he'll be in danger outside."

"Okay, I will find him back." Yan Muhuai responded and asked, "Now, little aunt, can you tell me how you died?"

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[Survival Desire: Some of the things that seem unreasonable in the early stage are probably foreshadowings. There will be explanations later, so please don’t rush to scold me.]