The tool man is being targeted by the hero [Quick time travel]

On a sunny afternoon, the hero, with a happy smile, took his lover's hand and walked into the white church.

He turned his head and smiled gratefully at a gentle man in the group of relatives and friends, and walked towards his future happiness. The gentle man who had been smiling in the crowd waved his hand and left the wedding scene, melting in a piece of fine white light For the feathers, disappeared.

[Congratulations, Huawen instructor, this is the [-]th child of luck you saved. Three thousand world headquarters sent a congratulatory message. The upper-level leaders have great expectations of you. You are expected to be the star instructor of this year. 】

The mechanical sound of the system is cold and sincere, and the somewhat tired Huawen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After taking a shower, he changed into a bathrobe, lay on the massage chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and adjusted to dusk mode, with a cup of red dates and goji berries in his hand , whistling and teasing the birdcage hung with black cloth on the balcony, the mechanical canary inside was chirping.

The artificial sun outside the window is slowly descending, and the shuttle travels in the distance, never approaching the luxury villa area here. The bustling metropolis with mechanical and electronic neon lights has a different futuristic and blurred style.

Huawen completed the task as usual, and carried out scientific health preservation at home, and responded to the report of Three Thousand Worlds by the way.

"The 30th child of luck... there are [-] people." Huawen murmured in surprise, his fingers skillfully operating on the brain, "I have only been a soul instructor for about [-] years, so I will Saved so many lost lambs?"

[Yes, painting instructor,] the portable system responded thoughtfully, [If you call the child of the collapsed destiny a lost lamb, you have already saved a large flock of sheep. 】

"Haha—you're still so humorous, System," Huawen laughed, with the soft sunset shining on his eyelashes, laughing like a child, "If I were a shepherd, then these little lambs running around That's a lot."

[This is beyond your control, and the Three Thousand Worlds cannot completely solve this problem, so there are you—soul instructors. 】

This is a distant future, human beings fly into space, the old human beings no longer exist, the earth has become dust in the universe, new human beings in the new world are rising, and the three thousand worlds are the indispensable spiritual energy for the new human beings , creating pleasing and happy energy, prolonging the lifespan of the new human beings, even if the new human beings can live to five hundred years old.

The stories in the Three Thousand Worlds are happening all the time. These stories are connected to the dreams of many future people and are the source of their spiritual power. However, even the best gears will fall off one day, and collapse often happens inadvertently. At the moment, the job of the soul instructor is to enter the story, prevent the collapse, and subtly bring the plot back on track.

After Huawen finished replying to the documents and was preparing for the hard-won vacation, the smart brain on his wrist started to vibrate crazily and lit up red.

"What happened?" Huawen rubbed his eyes, sleepy.

[News came from the headquarters, the senior soul instructors gathered urgently, there is a troublesome lamb making trouble, which has already caused the collapse of several big worlds. 】

Hua Wen let out a long sigh, and rolled on the bed for the last time with the sheep pillow in his arms: "My vacation is ruined again... How many times is this the overtime work? The 982nd time?"

Although he complained that the overtime work of the highly paid soul instructors was worse than that of social animals, Huawen still didn't dare to neglect at all, and drove the shuttle to the headquarters of the three thousand worlds.

[I'm very sorry, the painting instructor, the soul instructor needs extremely strong mental strength, you are a genius who is one in a million, and the social responsibility of a genius may be more...]

"It's not too much, but hard work," Huawen swiped his face card to enter the high-level headquarters, and teased the system in the headset, "Who told me to have a good temper? Honest geniuses are easy to be squeezed..."

The officers at the headquarters looked at the picture text who rushed over with serious faces, startled him, stopped chatting with the system quickly, and raised their hands to salute: "Hello, sir!"

"Instructor Hua, you are finally here." The vice-minister patted Huawen's shoulder calmly, and brought him to the instrument. "In view of your excellent performance, among the senior instructors, we have unanimously decided that you will take on this task." .”

"What? Oh... Alright Deputy Minister, I can do it!" Huawen raised her head and chest, but she was actually a little nervous.

The deputy minister saw it and encouraged him: "Don't be nervous, the database was searching for the best soul instructor just now, your spiritual data is the most suitable, that collapsed protagonist is definitely your goal, you can't run away, as long as you finish it For this task, the best instructor this year is none other than you!"

"Yes!" Huawen's eyes lit up, he swallowed secretly, and skillfully entered the dream instrument, connecting to those broken worlds.

At the moment before entering the Three Thousand Worlds, he vaguely heard the deputy minister say, "This may be your last mission, come on..." Then his vision went dark, and his consciousness entered the Three Thousand Worlds——

Huaguo, City Z.

In a backward small city in the southwest, the old family quarters and residential buildings are squeezed among the new high-rise buildings, like villages in the city, places forgotten by the times.

"I actually came to this place... It's been a long time since I encountered the dream world of Huaguo, I miss it quite a lot." Huawen smiled, stroked the heavy eyes on the bridge of his nose, and made the world in front of him clearer.

[After analyzing your bloodline, instructor, you have 87% bloodlines from the ancient Huaguo, this world is uniquely blessed to you. 】

At this moment, Huawen was standing downstairs in an old six-story apartment building, and beside him was a semi-old Phoenix bicycle. It seemed that he happened to get off the bicycle and was about to go home.

As soon as the soul instructor comes to the world, he will automatically blend in. Now his identity is an ordinary college student who just graduated and went home to find a job to make ends meet.

I looked up at the sunset that was split by the messy wires. The time was 07:30 in the evening, and the starting point of the collapse was eleven o'clock in the evening, which is still early.

"Well——" Stretched on the bicycle, Huawen began to routinely ask the system: "What is the plot of the Honkai, the information about the son of luck, and the ending of Honkai."

Sophisticated systems have performed this step thousands of times, but this time, something is different.

[Sorry for the instructor, this time the child of luck is missing information, and the key character cannot be analyzed. This is the result of a severe collapse. 】

"It's okay, just tell me." It was rare for Huawen to encounter such a situation, but he was very calm and acted based on experience.

[The son of luck is named Yan Lu, a senior in high school, a fresh graduate from No. 25 Middle School in City Z, his parents died, his sister Yan Ru will die at home in three hours, was robbed and murdered, Yan Lu studied at night After returning home, he found his sister's body, gave up his studies, tracked down the suspect for six years, and silenced him. He died in prison at the age of [-]. 】

"Well, it's pretty miserable," Huawen sighed and nodded, "It would be great if his sister hadn't died, maybe he could get into a good university... Wait, where's the heroine?"

The system also hesitated for a while before reaching a conclusion: [In this world, currently... no heroine has been detected, maybe it's because of the collapse, the heroine hasn't been born yet? 】

Huawen felt incredible: "How is that possible? Without a heroine, how can this story be complete? Maybe it's his sister... Is Yan Ru his own sister?"

Coincidentally, it’s really not true. Yan Ru was the only daughter of a worker who was killed by Yan Lu’s father in an accident. She was adopted into Yan’s family, changed her surname to Yan, and raised her as her own daughter. Ru and Yan Lu depend on each other for life.

"Isn't this the heroine?" Huawen felt that he was very witty, and immediately analyzed the heroine in the story line that was about to collapse, "The collapse of this world may be because of the death of the heroine. If the two of them can be together in the plot, it will be perfect!"

Facing the "As expected of me" expression on the teacher's face, the system couldn't help showing a little doubt, and it doesn't have to be a heroine, and a male protagonist is also fine... But he didn't dare to say it, and hit Huawen The usual straight male thinking.

He has not entered the dream world of homosexuality in the past 30 years, and he naturally entered the inertial thinking that there must be a male protagonist and a female protagonist. This is a bad misunderstanding, and the system quickly wrote it down so that the instructor Self-reflection, when reporting thoughts, there is a head.

The night in late autumn came quickly, Huawen went back to his current home and made dinner. In order to adapt to the world, all the body indicators were adjusted to normal standards. People are like iron rice or steel. It's been a long time since he cooked by himself.

Looking through the only package of dried noodles left at home, I fried an egg, blanched two vegetable leaves, sautéed the scallion oil until fragrant, and poured a spicy sauce, and the oily and spicy scallion oil noodles were cooked.

I wiped the greasy table, searched here and there, pulled a tablecloth and spread it on it, and lit a candle with only half of it left, creating an atmosphere for a candlelight dinner...

Huawen was enjoying this moment of romantic tranquility, and the voice of the system sounded faintly: [Fortunately, you are single, otherwise such a candlelight dinner would be a pity...]

"Alas...it's really a pity," Huawen sighed, pointing to the dark light bulb, "If it wasn't for the electricity bill arrears, without this candle, I wouldn't even be able to eat dinner."

Sucking on the noodles, Huawen silently thought why he was so poor. Next time, he must let the system help him find a better identity. But at least life is guaranteed.

While completing the tasks in these worlds, Huawen has never forgotten to enjoy life and let himself fully integrate into these seemingly real and illusory worlds. There is no burden when you leave the world after completion, it is equivalent to ending a life and having a dream.

"Beep--" The alarm clock set by the system rang: [At ten o'clock sharp, the sister of the son of luck, Yan Ru, is on her way home, and there are still 10 minutes to arrive at the house. 】

Huawen, who was leaning on the wooden recliner, turned over and got up, took a hemp rope - the only useful thing at home, and ran downstairs in a light sportswear, pretending to be in a residential building passers-by for a walk.

At ten o'clock in the night, the residential building has entered into a kind of relative silence. There are occasional sounds of taking out garbage and playing mahjong, the coughing of the elderly and the crying of babies, snuffing of the tip of the nose, and the sour smell of the garbage chute and nearby barbecues. The charcoal-flavored flavor at the stall - a very ordinary old-fashioned residential building.

Who would have known that half an hour later, there would be a tragedy of burglary, rape and murder?

Squatting in a row of bicycles and battery cars near Building No. [-], Huawen quietly listened to the movement outside. On the one hand, he wanted to save Yan Ru, and on the other hand, he had to be on guard against night watchmen who would treat him as a thief. The car thief was caught.

ten past ten:

"Tattoo..."

The footsteps of high heels gradually approached, and a woman in business attire hurried into the gate of the residential building. She had been looking down at her mobile phone, and the pale screen light reflected her tired face even more haggard.

She walked briskly while sending a voice message, her voice was soft and earnest: "I'm sorry, Teacher Lin, you also know about Yan Lu's situation. I really can't control him alone, and his grades are not bad. It's just a rebellious period. Please bear with me, I will definitely go to school tomorrow."

Yan Ru said something to Yan Lu's class teacher in a low voice, and frowned anxiously. She was extremely tired in her early twenties, and when she hurried past Huawen, she didn't notice the pile of batteries hidden in the car. with a person.

What's more, he didn't realize that there was a sneaky figure behind him.

When Yan Ru was about to enter Building No. [-], a beam of flashlight pierced her eyes, and a middle-aged man appeared from behind the flashlight, wearing an armband on duty.

"Uncle Chen? Good evening, are you still patrolling so late?" Yan Ru greeted him with a smile after seeing the other party clearly.

The middle-aged man with a big belly smiled honestly: "Yes, there are more and more car thieves recently, so you should also pay attention."

Yan Ru nodded politely: "Yes, thank you for reminding me. Fortunately, my family doesn't have any cars, only Erlu has a bicycle."

"You should also pay attention, Xiaoru," the middle-aged man shook the flashlight, "There have been several incidents of lesbians being followed in the past few days, so be careful when you come back alone at night!"

Yan Ru's heart warmed up: "Thank you Uncle Chen, I will pay attention, let's go first!"

Huawen hid in the dark and watched silently, only to see Yan Ru entered Building No. [-], and that Uncle Chen who was on night watch was also nearby, wondering why Yan Ru would encounter such an accident.

At this moment, a ghostly figure without footsteps came over, flashed past Huawen's eyes, and crashed into the light of Uncle Chen's flashlight, Huawen vaguely saw an extremely ordinary side face, this It was the kind of face you would never recognize once you walked into a crowd.

However, Uncle Chen and the stranger looked at each other for a second, their eyes were dim, as if they had met each other, the flashlight was suddenly turned off.

Huawen held his breath, only to hear two voices say in the darkness:

"Just her?"

"Hurry up, it will be done in 10 minutes!"

"It's so beautiful... 10 minutes is not enough..."

The author has something to say: Let’s open a hole!Although this pit is about to freeze, thank you for your collection and viewing (bow)

It is still the familiar quick wear, I hope you like it~

Also, people are not perfect, they will always have personality flaws, and then they will gradually get better, and the cuties you see slowly are all angels! (raise high)