Dressed as a cannon fodder

Meng Yunchi woke up with a start, and found that he had slipped into the bucket. He was so choked that he sat up and coughed while holding the bucket. The bluish blood vessels under the skin on the back of his hands were clearly visible, showing a sickly whiteness.

The clothes that the little attendant had already prepared were hung on the screen. Someone outside the door heard the noise and broke in. The half-grown boy looked at Meng Yunchi who was getting up in the bucket. It is tightly attached to the body, as if if you pay more attention, you can faintly see another scene inside the underwear.

The little attendant was stunned for a moment, then suddenly knelt down with a thud, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, he couldn't even utter a word to beg for mercy, he just shook his body and trembled, thinking, it's over, it's over, I can't keep my eyes open.

Meng Yunchi jumped out of the bucket and walked towards the young man on the ground. The water droplets on the clothes made a trail of water: "You—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

The young man rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a thud, he was so frightened that he passed out.

Meng Yunchi: "..." Is he so scary?

He leaned over and picked up the young man on the ground and sent him to the next room. When he came back to change his soaked underwear, he felt something was wrong during his movements, so he looked down.

Meng Yunchi: "..." Wow.

After being surprised, he quickly regained his composure. After putting on his clothes, he returned to his bedroom and found three small balls on the window sill, a white munia, a gray munia, and a colorful munia, sticking together like three mascot.

[Hello, hello, host, hello. 】Bai Wenniao speaks out.

[Welcome to the world of books. 】The gray munia interfaced.

[The host can ask us any questions. 】The colorful munia tilted its head to look at him.

"What?" Meng Yunchi frowned.

[We are the system,] Baiwen Niaodao, [Assisting the host to complete the task up to the standard, can satisfy one of the host's wishes, including bringing your body back to life in real life. 】

Meng Yunchi lowered his head and thought for a while, "So, I woke up in this body after falling down the stairs, and it was all because of you."

[It can be said that] Colorful Xiaotuanzi grabbed the tip of her mouth with her slender claws, 【Your body in real life is already dead, so you wake up in another body. 】

Meng Yunchi was very calm, "So what are the requirements for the task I want to complete?"

[We are an assist system, so your tasks are all related to assists. 】

"assist"

【Yes, assist the protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou's love. 】

"..."

[The protagonist Gong and the protagonist Shou of this world did not reach the end in the book, and even when the finale was approaching, the world suddenly collapsed due to unknown reasons, causing all progress to be cleared, and it was necessary to start all over again.When we analyzed the reason, the data showed that it was because the protagonist Gongshou of this world did not get together in the end, which led to the interruption of the energy to maintain the world's operation, resulting in a situation where the progress was cleared, so we decided to cultivate an emotional catalyst for the protagonist Gongshou, Speed ​​up the progress and promote the harmonious ending of truth, goodness and beauty, and everyone is happy. 】

[Because the mission progress is calculated by Destiny Child, that is, the emotional progress of the protagonist's attack and reception, the focus is not on assists, so there is no requirement for the host, as long as it can promote the emotional development of Destiny Child, the host can play as he pleases. 】

"...Then what role did I play?"

[The original owner of the host's body was the master of the protagonist Gong Min Hangyuan before the world collapsed, but...] Xiaotuanzi hesitated.

Meng Yunchi frowned slightly.but what

The little white bird didn't continue to talk, but said: [Now is the stage of restarting the world, the plot has just started, everything is possible, the host just needs to do his best to assist the development of the plot, and we will pass the rest through the memory package. Sent to you, the host please pay attention to check it at that time. 】

Meng Yunchi brushed away his wet hair and dried it with a handkerchief, "Since you are a system, why do you exist in a different way than I thought?"

Qicai Xiaotuanzi was a little interested when he heard the words: [What does the host think we should be like]

"Hmm..." Meng Yunchi thought for a while seriously, "It should exist in an invisible situation, with business affairs, mechanical sound, occasional loss of contact, the kind that only runs out to issue tasks when needed."

[That was from before,] Bai Tuanzi fluttered its small wings and flew up to Meng Yunchi's knee, [Because of low efficiency and unpopularity, our AI assistants have been complained by the host many times,] It looks like a sigh, old-fashioned: [ Later, during the rectification, the image and auxiliary mode were changed, from one-to-one between the system and the host to the current three-to-one. 】

"Why are three systems assisting one host"

[Reduce the computing burden and reduce the error rate, we are responsible for different fields.Hui is responsible for calculating the coolness of the protagonist, I am responsible for the progress of the plot, and Little Rainbow is responsible for being a good mascot, and can also provide chat service when the host needs it. 】

Colorful Muffin Little Rainbow: 【…】

The Baiwen bird's body is round and snow-white, its short and thin claws are hidden under the fluff, and the tip of its beak is a little red. Meng Yunchi felt itchy when he saw it, and stretched out his hand to pinch the little white hairball, making it chirp.

He had been locked up in the ward for too long, and what he usually faced was the bleak white walls of the room and the silent face of the nurses. He hadn't seen such a lively and lively thing for a long time, and two smiles could not help but leak from his lips.

"You're very cute, isn't your name Xiaobai?"

Baiwen bird's wings moved, 【Just call me Mr. Bai. 】The image of their transmigration department is a bit special, calling Xiaobai is easy to collide with the puppies in the rebirth department next door.

The old Mr. Bai on his lap is present, [The memory package is ready, the host please pay attention to receive it. 】

Not long after Meng Yunchi put down the handkerchief in his hand, a sharp pain suddenly hit his head. Along with the influx of a large number of fragmented memories, he slowly sorted out and absorbed them piece by piece. After all the memories were digested, he couldn't help but touch his forehead.

He finally knew what the "but" that Mr. Bai paused meant...

The memory package provided by the system directly extracted the memory of the original owner before the world collapsed. The original owner Meng Yunchi took Min Hangyuan as his apprentice, but never regarded him as his apprentice. He has always had a bad temper, and his servants are so harsh that they are almost mean, as can be seen from his extremely fearful reaction to the little attendant.

However, Min Hangyuan had a gloomy childhood, coupled with the long-term abuse and catalysis of the original owner, which caused the protagonist Gong to develop a vicious and extreme temperament when he grew up, which is also one of the reasons why the protagonist Gong Shou couldn't get together later.

All the abuse that the original owner had done to Minhangyuan came back tenfold and a hundredfold after the other party grew up.

Meng Yunchi recalled the previous dream, and felt that his temples were throbbing with pain.

He saw Minhangyuan in his memory transformed into a huge black dragon prototype, which could swallow Meng Yunchi in one gulp with the opening of his mouth, the difference in size was not even enough for the original owner to squeeze it between his teeth.However, it is precisely this gap between giants that can give people a kind of scalp-numbing fear.

The original owner in the memory was crying with snot and tears all over his face, his beautiful face was twisted into a ball, begging for mercy without any image, crying for the other party to let him go.

30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi.Meng Yunchi didn't feel much after watching it, he only knew that the dream was probably the original owner's final ending, because it was too profound to have a slight impact on him now.

It had been a long time since he sorted out his memories, and his hair was half dry. Meng Yunchi saw the frightening giant black dragon in the memory fragments, and for some reason suddenly remembered the little black snake he stuffed into the jar.

When he opened the jar again, the little black snake inside had long since disappeared and ran away.

Expected.

Meng Yunchi let out a breath of foul air slowly, turned around and went back to his room, only to find that the little attendant had already woken up.Yuemo is that the former Meng Yunchi really treated him very badly, the little attendant was very afraid of him.

"Master...Master..."

Meng Yunchi picked up the other party's clean towel, sighed: "Don't be so afraid of me, I was the one who treated you badly before," he waved, "Come here and wipe my hair."

Meng Yunchi's hair was too long, the little attendant carefully picked up a bundle, and wiped it carefully. The black silk in his hand was as long as silk, soft and smooth, but Meng Yunchi could feel the other's hand trembling slightly.

"Forget it," he pulled back his hair, "you go and rest, you don't need to wipe it."

The little attendant paused, then knelt down again with a plop, "Master, don't drive me away, don't drive me away... Please..."

No matter how inconspicuous an attendant is in the sect, he is still a nobleman or son of a family selected from among the people sent by famous families in the human world. The abundant aura of the first sect, given time to practice one and a half strokes, can be regarded as breaking away from the mundane world, crowned with the name of Chenghua sect, which many people would not envy.

And the only bad luck for this little servant was that he was assigned to Meng Yunchi, who was tied to this remote mountain to serve a master who had a bad temper and was mean.

He was originally a son of a family with a low status, and finally had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to enter the sect, but he happened to have such a master.

It was enviable that a child born in a family could enter the Chenghua Sect. If Meng Yunchi didn't need him anymore and was sent back by the sect for a reason, I don't know how many gloating people would step on him one after another, and then he would have nowhere to go.

Meng Yunchi rubbed his forehead, "...don't drive you away, just keep wiping."

This child's nerves are too sensitive, why is he like a squirrel.