The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

When Sanmi returned to the mental hospital, she was not in a hurry to go to the next world.

As usual, I went to see the bosses in the next few wards, bragging with them for a while, and then went to have a meal.

After sleeping for so long again and relying on nutrient solution every day, my body seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

Gee, that’s quite annoying.

She even doubted that one day Quan Gu would not come back and she would lose weight first.

When the world ends, Sang Jian still hasn't waited for Yiyuan to contact him.

It seems that his troubles are still unresolved.

Well...it's about time, right?

Sang Jian was wearing a hospital gown and sitting on his hospital bed, with his elbows on his legs and his chin on his palms, staring ahead as if waiting for something.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the breeze blew into the ward. Sang Jian's ponytail was blown up and swept across her face.

I don’t know how long it took, but Sang Jian started to doze off a little while waiting.

An electronic mechanical sound suddenly sounded in my mind.

Ding - it has been detected that the host is in a peaceful mood, all data are normal, and the binding is being attempted.

Ding - binding successful binding successful binding successful!

The harsh notification sound gave Sang Jian a headache.

She reached out and took out her ears, I know, I know, don't make such a fuss, okay? I've been through time and space more than a dozen times, so calm down.

She spoke impatiently to the mechanical voice in her head.

...

The mechanical voice fell silent.

After a while, the sound was no longer so harsh, and even a lot quieter.

Ding - binding successful!

Sang Jian: Ah, you said it four times.

Mechanical voice: ...

After an unknown amount of time, it finally changed its line, Loading the artificial system...

Binding manual system...

Ding - binding successful!

Sang Jian: ...

Ding - the next service for you is a manual system. If you are not satisfied, you can give him a negative review, but don't report me.

The final right of interpretation belongs to the Space and Time Administration.

Sang Jian: ...

The noisy mechanical sound disappeared, and Sanjian felt that the world had become quiet.

She blinked, knowing that there was still a so-called artificial system in her mind.

He hasn't spoken yet, and Sang Jian is not sure whether he is easy to get along with.

Both sides were silent.

This point made Sang Jian suddenly remember the time when he contacted Yiyuan.

This is also the case now.

She didn't know much about Yiyuan's purpose at the time, so she didn't take the initiative to speak. Yiyuan wasn't sure whether she would accept this time-travel trip, so he observed her for a while.

Later, when he couldn't bear it anymore, he contacted Sang Jian.

When he first contacted Yiyuan, Sang Jian was still quite cautious.

Now that I have contacted this artificial system, she is already an experienced driver.

There is no such thing as formality.

The silence didn't last long before Sang Jian took the initiative to speak.

The binding was completed inexplicably and you didn't say a word? The mechanical voice just said that if you are not satisfied, you can report you, right? What's going on? I'm left to guess what I'm going to do next?

Do you believe I'm going to report you? Hey, after I report you, will your people replace me with someone else?

Sang Jian was quite surprised that another system was suddenly bound to it.

This time it’s a serious system from the Space-Time Management Bureau, not a half-baked one.

The Space-Time Management Bureau had been quiet for a long time. She knew that they were definitely going to cause trouble again, so she kept waiting.

I didn't expect them to appear in this way.

...

The other party seemed to be speechless.

About five seconds later, a cold voice sounded in her head.

Long time no see, San Jian.