I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

"What an attractive offer," Zhao Ruoming muttered to himself, seemingly tempted.

When the systems saw that there was a way, they were a little excited. Although the collapse of the world is a problem for the Book Department, the Book Department will never be the only one to bear the consequences. Everyone has their share of the blame, don't divide them up. Don't ask why, this is the Vientiane Universe!

Suddenly, Zhao Ruoming raised his head and twitched his lips slightly: "I remember that the Vientiane Universe can go back in time and space, right? Why don't you do that?"

The systems were silent for a moment. They didn't react much to Zhao Ruoming knowing such a big secret. But Zhao Ruoming figured it out as soon as he thought about it - big things don't care about small details, and when disaster strikes, no one cares about these small details.

The silver system couldn't help but say, "Do you know how much energy is needed to trace back the time and space state of a person? Then do you know how much energy is needed to trace back the time and space state of the entire world?"

Zhao Ruoming said cheerfully: "I really don't know about this."

All systems: “.”

The golden system gave an example: "For example, the director of the Book Department, who is called Di Wanshu in this world..." The systems have also been thoroughly investigating the grievances between Zhao Ruoming and Di Wanshu during this period.

"He sent your companion back to his hometown. Don't be nervous. Don't show that expression. We can't interfere in Earth's affairs. At most, we can follow behind and pick up dead souls. The time span of the retracing is three years. It cost a total of 1.2 million credits."

Zhao Ruoming calculated and showed a disappointed expression: "It doesn't seem like a lot? On average, it's only over a thousand a day, not even as much as the fine he received."

"Only?" A golden system raised its voice, "Do you want to see how many people there are in this world? 60 billion! How about you become the monitoring system? I'll go back to the system graveyard and move bricks!"

All the people and systems present, plus all the employees and systems of the Book-Traveling Department, even if everyone lost everything, the crowdfunding energy would not be enough to allow this small world to go back one day!

Zhao Ruoming showed a thoughtful expression: "Oh~"

"It's impossible to go back in time." The black system said firmly.

Zhao Ruoming suggested again: "How about erasing everyone's memory?"

"Ms. Zhao Ruoming - Dear Ms. Zhao Ruoming. We are discussing a very serious issue now. Please stop kidding." A red system stepped forward. "The memory can be erased, but what then? Those who escaped have disappeared. Do we have to erase all the memories related to them and make everyone believe that they never existed? If that happens, there will be countless idiots in this world tomorrow!"

"Forget it." A green system hummed, "I don't think she can handle this trouble. We might as well end the trial as soon as possible and find a way to minimize the losses."

Another yellow system sneered: "The lowest loss means that all 999 of us are wiped out? Well said, you will carry bricks for me for years."

The systems were arguing endlessly, but Zhao Ruoming remained silent, unusually, and did not make any response to their conversation.

After a large group of systems fully exchanged opinions, the chief judge, black system 0001, questioned Zhao Ruoming again with despair: "Madam, as the initiator of all this, is there really no way to save it?"

"The originator of this." Zhao Ruoming repeated these four words and suddenly laughed.

She raised her head, stood up (the Chair of Truth did not restrict her this time), and scanned the group of systems. Although these systems were colorful, under the overwhelming number, there was a feeling of "darkness".

999 systems formed an airtight web, and Zhao Ruoming felt as if he was suffocating for a moment.

Zhao Ruoming sneered: "If I am the initiator of all this, then who is the initiator of all this?"

While saying this, Zhao Ruoming slowly placed one hand over her eyes. After a few seconds, a light red object emerged from her pupil and floated into the open space behind Zhao Ruoming.

In the endless galaxy, under the gaze of 999 systems, this red spot gradually expanded and grew, becoming lighter and lighter, until finally, it transformed into countless silver spots of light.

The light spots landed behind Zhao Ruoming and turned into human figures!

people.

Countless humans appeared behind Zhao Ruoming, of different ages, races, and genders, men and women, old and young, black and white, yellow and red. Standing in the vast Milky Way, they looked like a ridiculous ragtag army.

"Zhao Ruoming, what do you mean?" The systems were stunned for a moment, then realized something and asked in unison: "Do you want to rebel?!"

At that time, the general of Zhao Ruoming's hometown brought hundreds of people to shoot up the Book Department, which left a big psychological shadow on all the employees of the universe. If it weren't for the good fortune of Di Wanshu not being in the department, the Book Department would have been independent by now.

The majestic tones of the systems echoed in the vast space, making people dizzy and their chests buzzing.

203 relieved Zhao Ruoming's discomfort, but the residual nausea still lingered in his chest. It was nothing. The stronger their reaction, the more afraid they were.

Zhao Ruoming laughed and said, "What are you afraid of? Open your dog eyes and take a look! They are just broken pieces of spiritual bodies!"

The systems then took a closer look at the earthlings who suddenly appeared from Zhao Ruoming's eyes. As expected, they looked dull and their bodies were almost transparent, unable to react at all.

This is the legacy left by 584. It likes to watch the state of human beings before they die, so when executing each tasker, it will intercept a little bit of the spiritual body's residue and debris as its own collection.

This vicious collection was left to Zhao Ruoming by 584, so that he could atone for his sins one day.

It is said that when the system is self-purifying, it will see all the past and future under the collision of data errors. Zhao Ruoming did not know what 584 saw before leaving, but it did say that this collection was useful.

When Zhao Ruoming was thinking day and night about how to bring down Di Wanshu, the people in the eyes accompanied her;

When Zhao Ruoming personally sent Di Wanshu to hell, the people in her eyes watched each other's end together with her;

And at this moment, when Zhao Ruoming was on trial, they stood behind her.

8582 people, all the taskers executed by 584.

Tens of thousands of Earth missioners stood silently behind Zhao Ruoming, with eyes of different colors silently looking at the network woven by the system. The originally majestic systems were compared to a drop in the ocean by these people.

Zhao Ruoming stared at these high-ranking beings with a sharp gaze, and said word by word:

"So, who is the instigator of all this?"

"This..." Black System 0001 said awkwardly, "You also know that these are not decisions we make... Can we discuss the problems of this world first?"

"I'm discussing the problems of this world." Zhao Ruoming sneered, "Aren't you looking for taskers to fill the holes in this world?"

The systems paused, and immediately understood what Zhao Ruoming meant: "You - but they are already dead!"

"You can't make the entire world go back one year, but you can make more than 8,000 people go back one hour, to before they died - you can do it, right?" Zhao Ruoming stared at them, "Do you have any other choice?"

The state of the spirit body naturally stagnates at the moment of death. If you want to revive the spirit body, you only need to trace the time state of the spirit body back to before the spirit body was shattered, which is just a matter of a moment. One hour is already too much.

Of course, this does not mean that the spirit body can be resurrected at will after it is shattered. In fact, after any spirit body is shattered, it will return to dust and dust without leaving any residue. Only a very small number of people like 584 can specially extract an inch to preserve it. From this point of view alone, 584 can be called a killing expert.

Even if the time of retrospection is short, this is still a huge expense. But compared with the previous two proposals, this suggestion is as affordable as giving away free eggs. Fortunately, the systems don't know what the theory of opening windows and lifting roofs is.

"They are all people who were executed for violating the rules of the Book-Traveling Department!" a system screamed, "How can we use them?"

Zhao Ruoming refused to give in: "A new emperor appoints new ministers. The Minister of the Book Department has become a blood pig, so you should stop arguing for the late emperor!"

"Stop, stop." The purple systems came out to smooth things over. "This matter is too big. We need to discuss it."

"Hurry up." Zhao Ruoming said with a smile, "Ah, just when you were arguing with me, two more characters awakened and escaped."

The systems didn't have time to be angry with Zhao Ruoming and held an emergency meeting.

To be honest, Zhao Ruoming's proposal is still very feasible. The level of the Earth's missioners is there, and it is natural to let them fill the holes in this world. Although it takes a huge amount of money to go back in time, everyone can gather the money by tightening their belts. At worst, let the systems of the Book Department also follow suit to raise funds.

Time is life. Every second of delay will cause the world to collapse a little more severely.

The meeting of the systems ended quickly. The leading black system hesitated and asked, "Can you really guarantee that they can complete the mission successfully?"

Zhao Ruoming sneered: "You know our mission completion rate. Do you find it funny to ask this question?"

The black system said: "But they have been removed from the universe, and many years have passed on Earth. After they are resurrected and their mission is completed, where will they go?"

"That's our own business." Zhao Ruoming said.

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Countless silver points of light were thrown into this broken world. From the perspective of the universe, it looked like a meteor shower.

The Great Monitoring Organization will always remember the moment when 8582 missionaries regained their lives. Many years later, these people who returned to the human world formed the first Earth Missionary Mutual Aid Association in the Vientiane Universe. The Great Monitoring Organization sent several representatives to deliver gifts, one of which was a precious video recording of this moment.

Black System No. 0001 still remembers that the person in charge of cutting the ribbon was Zhao Ruoming who had smuggled back from the depths of the universe.

But at this moment, they don't know their future.

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In Feng Liuxue's "laboratory".

Feng Liuxue killed François for the 199th time. If he kills him once more, he will have achieved kills.

Every time Francois was resurrected, it was normal for him to only have a little more than a day. After this time, Feng Liuxue would kill him without hesitation.

François is Feng Liuxue's "one-day lover". This sincere yet twisted love is truly earth-shattering and soul-stirring.

Only Feng Liuxue and her test subjects are left in the manor now. Lina ran away a long time ago, and it is said that she went back to France to revive the family business with Theodore. Thanks to Francois, Theodore is now the only one left in the Mansfield family. Theodore finally got his wish and became the head of the family, and is now making great strides in France.

After Feng Liuxue finished her busy work in the laboratory, she returned to her and François' bedroom on the third floor.

As expected, François had woken up. When he saw Feng Liuxue, he greeted her with a warm look in his eyes: "Xue'er!"

Feng Liuxue also greeted him with a smile: "François."

The two rubbed their foreheads and noses against each other. Just as they were about to kiss each other, Feng Liuxue suddenly felt something was wrong.

Feng Liuxue opened her eyes and was so frightened that she took a step back - the person standing in front of her was not François at all, but Fu Dongshu!

Fu Dongshu was still calling her name tenderly: "Xue'er..."

Feng Liuxue yelled, pulled out his dagger and shot without hesitation.

Fu Dongshu dodged the knife easily and said injuredly: "Xue'er, what are you doing?"

With every word he spoke, Fu Dongshu's face changed. Sometimes he turned into François, sometimes into Duan Hongji, and sometimes into a young man Feng Liuxue had never seen before.

Feng Liuxue felt dizzy and asked sharply, "Who are you? Where is Francois?"

Fu Dongshu's face turned back to Francois, and he said aggrievedly: "I am Francois. Xue'er, have you forgotten? I cooked porridge for you yesterday, and you complained that it was too salty."

"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Feng Liuxue's eyes were red. What Francois said was clearly what happened when he died last time!

What's going on! Doesn't every resurrection from the dead reset one's memory? Why can he remember things from the past?

Feng Liuxue raised the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Francois was shot four times, but he continued to walk towards Feng Liuxue as if nothing had happened: "Xue'er? Don't you like porridge? How about we make soup?"

What kind of monster is this? Even guns are useless?

Feng Liuxue took a step back with a pale face, but suddenly felt that he stepped on something.

She turned her head back subconsciously, and saw what she stepped on -

That's another Francois!

"ah----!!!"

Di Wanshu hung his head, hanging on a strange-looking instrument, looking as if he was dead.

It was not until this scream sounded that Di Wanshu opened his eyes. Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in those lifeless eyes.

The door was pushed open. Di Wanshu did not raise his head and said in a hoarse voice, "You are here."