In the pure white system space, the hairball didn't have time to care about the messed up hair, and hurried to confirm the situation of his host.
"..." At this moment, her soul body has become clean and spotless, and the whole soul body is exuding white light, but her face is blurred because of the white light, making it difficult for people to see her expression at the moment.
Hearing no reply, Mao Qiu's heart thumped, and he cautiously called out again: [Master? ]
[Host? ]
[Wang Tian? ]
[...]
Hairball stretched out his trembling little claws and patted her face: [Master! Don't scare me! Say something, my lord! ]
However, its host did not respond, and the pestle remained motionless.
The furball was about to cry, this was a situation it had never encountered before.
The machine scanned her soul, no problem, and the purification of the soul was successful, and nothing went wrong.
The furball spun around anxiously, and finally took out a large pile of books that were several times thicker than the entire ball, and began to look through them one by one.
These books were all collected by the host back then, and collected from various small worlds. There are all kinds of books, and there are souls recorded, but it has never been read seriously, and now I can only pin my hopes on these books.
There is no concept of time in the space, and I don't know how long it has been, and the hairball's eyes hurt a little, but I still haven't found any useful information.
It rubbed its eyes and looked up worriedly at the master's condition.
At this sight, it suddenly jumped up in surprise, and the master moved!
The hairball immediately floated to her: [Master! ]
Facing Furball's joy, she didn't respond, she just raised her hand and grabbed Furball into her hand.
Hairball felt something was wrong: [...Master? Are you OK? ]
"..." She didn't answer, but pinched the hair ball hard.
[...]
[Master, do you remember who I am? ] Hairball asked tentatively.
"......"silence.
Just when Furball thought she wouldn't answer, she suddenly spoke up.
"Toy."
[......What? ]
She began to pull the fur on the hairball: "A moving toy."
[...]
The hairball collapses.
After a long period of "communication", the tossed hairball finally understood what happened to the host.
At this time, there are a lot of things in the system space. There are beds, sofas, bookcases, wardrobes, TVs, etc., which are arranged like a small room for one person. And its owner is lying on the sofa, playing with a stuffed toy very similar to it.
Hairball huddled in a corner not far away and watched, sighing from time to time, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Previously, in order to save energy, its space was pure white and empty, but now in order to take care of the owner, energy is spent on dressing up.
For some unknown reason, the master's mind has regressed, even a three-year-old child is not as good as a three-year-old child, and Mao Qiu is not sure whether the master has any memory now.
There is no problem with the spiritual body, it may be that the spiritual power or the sea of knowledge is damaged, and this conclusion is reached by reading the hair ball. But it is not an expert in this area of treatment, and spiritual power is not like soul power, which can be replenished if you want.
After thinking for a long time, Mao Qiu decided to continue to find a suitable world for the master to cultivate. It is not an option to stay in the space all the time, after all, the energy will be exhausted sooner or later.
This time, we have to choose the world carefully, pick a world that is safe and not easy to collapse, and will not be noticed by the organization. It is best that the Heavenly Dao of that world is nothing to do with it, so that even if it is discovered by the Heavenly Dao, it will not be killed.
Although Mao Qiu defected from the organization, as the most advanced system, it naturally has its own way to obtain information from various worlds. It is easy to select a world, but it requires a little patience.
The suitable world was quickly selected, and the hairball took a deep breath and floated to the master.
[Master, I want to take you there...] Before he finished speaking, he was caught by the master again and ravaged.
"It's moving, it's fun," the owner said while tugging at its fur.
Mao Qiu endured it and continued: [I'm going to send you to a small world, I can't come out to accompany you at that time, but you can talk, you have to be obedient]
She paused, and then grabbed it tighter: "Toys, I can't bear it."
Mao Ball's eyes turned red, but the owner actually understood!
[I also can't bear the master. ] But Master, can your tone rise a little bit? And don't pull my hair, I'm going bald!
"Reluctant to bear toys." She repeated it flatly.
[...]
"A toy that can talk and move, I can't bear it," she continued. It seems really reluctant.
Hairball couldn't hold back.
[Owner! I am not a toy! ]
Hairball broke free from her hand and tried to stare at each other with widened eyes: [I am System No. 099, you can call me Jiujiu as before, or Xiaojiu, 099, and Ajiu, Call me furball, don't call me a toy! I am not a toy! ]
She reached out to grab it again, but was dodged by the furball.
[What is my name? ] Hair ball fierce road.
[If you answer incorrectly, you will not be caught. ]
She grabbed the doll that fell to the ground, ignoring the furball.
[...]
The hairball angrily threw the owner into the small world.
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Romance*WARNING!! a machine translation novel. So don't come at me about a bad grammar* Original Title : 快穿之远离主角计划【H】【简】 Author : 葉葉昭昭 (Ye Ye Zhaozhao) Status : Ongoing (current chapters 175) Copywriter : Cannon fodder, the reason why it is called cannon...
