My host is cold and scumbag

The first generation of taskers arranged by the Lord God over tens of thousands of years have all developed personal consciousness and emotions, and have been implanted with programs and unified management in keeping with the times. The first generation of taskers have become the main energy source for maintaining the operation of the system, and this energy is provided by the heavenly reward from another bound tasker.

The first generation of taskers are used to the freedom, dictatorship and hegemony, so there will be some rebelliousness. The first generation of taskers who did not activate the program and did things that were harmful to the small world will all be called traitors, and the news has been shared with all the Heavenly Daos.

That’s why there was such a title as official tasker before.

The unfortunate Zhao Xinyun happened to happen to be in such a period. Not only did he have to complete the mission of Heaven, but he also had to deal with this group of people.

If this happens, Heaven will not let it go. It means it will actively cooperate with your actions. Heaven can directly and accurately search the direction you are in contact with and suspicious of.

The system took the initiative to explain to Zhao Xinyun: This is a very weak Heavenly Dao. Although it is experienced, extinction and birth are a cycle, and the energy of Heavenly Dao also needs to be supplied and fed back. This world is indeed a good place to take advantage of the opportunity to hide, so if there is a nest... it is not impossible...

"If you don't want to be discovered by the Heavenly Dao, what other methods are there?"

The system answered again: That means you are nameless and have no reputation. You need to be cautious and not appear in public in any legitimate way. Otherwise, just like Qin Ru, if you meet you, the system program will be able to identify you. She did not activate the program, so she could not identify you.

"How can such conditions be achieved?" Zhao Xinyun asked again.

"On the other side of the earth, all living things in the ruins are free."

Zhao Xinyun pulled Hou Lin over. Hou Lin was frightened again. Zhao Xinyun held him in his hands and weighed him, then asked, "How tall are you?"

"1.7 meters... a little more..." Hou Lin answered stupidly.

"Multiple."

"Eighty... eighty... a little more..."

It was really a bone that I could feel with my hands. The feel was too bad. Zhao Xinyun pinched the man's waist and felt that if she used a little force, the waist would break. Zhao Xinyun frowned. She looked at the back of Hou Lin's neck curiously and asked, "If I bite you, will you feel it?"

"No... No... You don't have teeth. It will be uncomfortable if you bite me. I have already injected a lot of inhibitors this month. If I inject more, it will hurt my body." Hou Lin searched his neck and asked, "Why do you ask this?"

"They asked me to bite it before, I thought it had some special meaning." Zhao Xinyun answered honestly. Hou Lin got angry and got off Zhao Xinyun again: "Of course it has meaning, this is the most private part, I asked you to bite it, you...you are shameless..."

Zhao Xinyun brought the man back, leaving Hou Lin confused. Could it be that he had just said something in his brain? Zhao Xinyun said calmly, "I'm hungry. Let's go eat."

"It's been less than two hours since I had lunch." Hou Lin didn't know what kind of medicine Zhao Xinyun was selling. He was confused, ignorant, and a little sweet.

"Then treat it as afternoon tea."

Zhao Xinyun pulled him up and asked casually, "Are you still susceptible to the disease? When is it?"

"There is still half a month..."

Zhao Xinyun nodded upon hearing this.

The system sighed. It was over. His Xiaoyun was going to be a scumbag again.

Hou Lin felt like he was dreaming. Zhao Xinyu accompanied him for afternoon tea, ate snacks with him, went for walks with him, and watched TV with him, but he was always eating. After three days of eating, he gained three pounds.

The moment he stepped on the scale, he looked confusedly at Zhao Xinyun who was eating potato chips. He had been dreaming for three days and gained a pound a day. Zhao Xinyun was watching TV intently and replying to Lin He's messages from time to time.

Is she...sincerely...

Hou Lin walked towards Zhao Xinyun and sat beside her. He spoke in a low, tender and sweet voice. He was so shy that he could only look at the small bottle of dry goods on the table and said, "I gained three pounds."

Zhao Xinyun was quite happy when he heard this: "Hmm~"

"You...what do you think?" Hou Lin asked, his hands digging into the fabric of his thighs.

Zhao Xinyun put down the potato chips: "It seems to be the seventh day, I should go back."

"No." Hou Lin didn't even think about it. Zhao Xinyun would not care about him. She felt that she was wasting her time these days, and she didn't want to wait any longer. Lin He said that Qin Ru had been arguing with him these days, and her tone was already showing dissatisfaction with their current relationship. She broke into his room during the susceptible period a few days ago and wanted to make things a fait accompli.

When Lin He proposed to return to Northern Xinjiang, Qin Ru showed resistance. Yesterday, Qin Ru proposed to get married. Lin He made a clever response. He told Qin Ru that his marriage must be approved by the Lin family.

Qin Ru had a strange and anxious expression on his face, but he held back and did not lose his temper, acting the role of a considerate omega.

It was time for Zhao Xinyun to appear in front of Qin Ru. Zhao Xinyun walked out, and Hou Lin followed anxiously behind him. He tried his best to keep her: "We have been very happy these days, haven't we? I think seven days is still too short. Can you stay a little longer?"

Zhao Xinyun couldn't open the door, so he said to Hou Lin, "Open the door."

Hou Lin shook his head: "No."

Zhao Xinyu had been keeping a low profile for too long, and her movements had become stiff after eating for several days. She simply raised her leg and kicked the door open. The door panel spun several times in the air, and the bodyguards at the door were so frightened that they were like stone statues and didn't react.

Hou Lin didn't notice the danger Zhao Xinyun was in at all. He ran to Zhao Xinyun and opened his arms. He stared at the woman with a stubborn face and said, "No, you can't give up halfway."

Zhao Xinyun exhaled: "I'm not a psychiatrist."

"It's just not possible." Hou Lin kept saying no, and he didn't explain why it was not possible. He just used his frail body to block the iron-like woman. He never thought that Zhao Xinyuen only needed to use a little bit of strength to cripple Hou Lin.

She had cooperated in playing house for a few days, but it was not fun, so she stayed for seven days as promised. This was her good virtue, but she did not have the good temper to let people push her too far. She just asked back: "What if I want to leave?"

Hou Lin stiffened his neck and said, "Then I'll go back with you."

Zhao Xinyun thought this was a good idea and said without hesitation: "Okay. I'll go first, you pack your things and just knock on the door."

If Zhao Huo had repaired the door of her house.

Hou Lin accepted the proposal and also keenly realized that this was Zhao Xinyu's last patience. He gritted his teeth and ran into his villa. Zhao Xinyu went home first. The door was repaired and replaced with a password lock. She entered the password incorrectly several times, so she sent a message to Zhao Huo.

Zhao Huo replied: It’s Lin’s birthday.

Is there something wrong??