Interconnection system of all realms.
From the name, it sounds like some kind of Three Thousand Worlds networking device.
Jing Changjia looked cold and did not ask about its function. He only said: "It sounds like you have a malfunction."
The system buzzed for a long time before replying: "Yes, host. An unknown error occurred while I was traveling through the universe. It has now corrected itself and can carry out the mission."
Jing Changjia said casually: "What is your mission?"
"The Interconnection System of All Realms was born in the high-dimensional world. Its main task is to choose a suitable host and help him explore the nature of the world."
"The nature of the world, this is too much to say." Jing Changjia said slowly, "I have no interest in this world."
"Simply speaking, the Interconnection System of All Realms is a system that helps the host grow and learn." Electronic Sound replied, "This system locks and binds the host when the host reaches out to save others, but due to the malfunction, some minor errors occurred. An accident—"
"Accident." Jing Changjia raised an eyebrow, "You mean the thing that sent me here?"
A series of sizzling interference sounds came out of the system.
Jing Changjia sneered: "I'm afraid this is not a minor accident. You are not sincere and I have no interest. Then there is no need to continue talking."
"Host, I'm not sincere. It's just that for the high-dimensional world, traveling through time and space is really just a minor accident." The system explained dryly, "The system self-correction is completed, and we can return to the 21st century at any time."
Jing Changjia's heart moved, but his face still looked careless.
He even walked off the execution platform leisurely and walked slowly around the platform.
Everyone stopped at the moment when the system was turned on, and no one came further away. It seemed that the whole world was paused because the system was powered on, and even the wind stopped.
The system has such an ability, and it might really be a "tiny" accident for him to travel to Dahongchao.
But since the accident has happened, why should the system follow him?
Is it because it cannot be unbound after being bound, or is it for some other reason?
For example...it wanted to go back, but something was missing, causing it to be forced to shut down. After all, in the sixteen years since he came here, there has been no movement at all in this system.
After Jing Changjia walked around, he said again: "What are your selection criteria?"
"The host is still young and still maintains curiosity about the world. He has a good mind and a healthy body." The system replied.
"It doesn't sound like anything unique."
Jing Changjia walked back to the execution platform: "There are tens of millions of young people in the world with good minds and good bodies, not to mention hundreds of millions. You can find someone else."
The system is obviously stuck.
After a second, it asked: "The host doesn't want to go back?"
"Whether I go back or not, does it make any difference?" Jing Changjia asked, "I'm older, my health is broken, and I have no curiosity about this world. Whether I go back or not, it's very boring."
He said, pointing to the dragon-headed guillotine chosen on the execution platform: "This is the ending I chose for myself."
"Zila... beep... host... don't be impulsive."
"Since you are a high-dimensional product, you should be able to analyze the changes in my brain hormones." Jing Changjia said calmly, "You can tell at a glance whether you are impulsive or not."
"Didi...zi..."
The calm electronic sound in his head turned into a series of panicked electric sounds.
Jing Changjia didn't care about the system's reaction. He stood by the faucet, feeling regretful that no one came to give him a bowl of meat.
Lin Huo was so stingy that he really didn't come to see him off.
Or he could go get himself a bowl of meat now. There was just an extra bowl of pork belly on the execution platform. I wonder if the onlookers would think it was haunted during the day.
Jing Changjia thought happily, but the current noise in his mind suddenly stopped, and the system's voice became a little sonorous: "Host, you can't give up. You have no relatives in this world, but your relatives in the 21st century are still there. Wait for you."
As soon as it said this, Jing Changjia's eyes suddenly lit up.
Guessed it.
It seems that the system has a reason to bring him back to the 21st century.
He lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, which were not wide, and then said calmly: "No, it's meaningless."
"How could it be meaningless?" The system said quickly, "I will help the host become one of the best people in the world, and your relatives will also benefit from this."
After it finished tempting him, he said sincerely: "The host was still underage when something happened to him. Can you bear to let your parents, a white-haired person, give away a black-haired person?"
"What you said...makes sense." Jing Changjia said hesitantly, "I have been away from home for sixteen years. I have suffered a lot in these sixteen years, and I think my family is also very sad."
Seeing that he was shaken, the system quickly assured: "Don't worry, host, in order to correct the fault, we will go back to the moment when you fell off the cliff."
"There's no rush." Jing Changjia said slowly, "Since it's your problem that caused me to suffer these sixteen years in vain, let's talk about compensation first."
The system suddenly got stuck: "Beep beep beep?"
Jing Changjia calmly added: "The mental losses and personal injuries I suffered over the past sixteen years, including the sequelae of my legs that I still have to this day, are all because of you. You deserve compensation."
"Host, you..."
"Don't worry." Jing Changjia interrupted, "I'm not an unforgiving person, and I won't make excessive demands."
The system did not answer.
Jing Changjia didn't force it: "If you don't want to, then forget it."
He obviously wanted to go back, but he gave up lightly at this moment.
Since the birth of the high-dimensional world, the system has been wandering in the three thousand worlds. It has never dealt with any intelligent creatures, and naturally it has never seen anyone like Jing Changjia.
The birth of life is not easy.
How could someone take their own life so lightly?
The system hesitated for a long time and then said: "Host, please tell me your request first."
"I have lived in ancient times, and I have also lived in the 21st century. Since you said that traveling through time and space is a small thing for you, then I won't make it difficult for you. Let's go to the future era and live it first. Jing Changjia smiled and said, "If a person is born a hundred years ago, let him live a hundred years first."
The system said urgently: "No!"
"Why not?" Jing Changjia asked, "My request shouldn't be too much."
"Traveling through time and space requires energy. I don't have enough energy and can only take you through once." The system said.
Jing Changjia did not back down: "I will live there for a hundred years, and I will have enough time to wait until you turn on your phone next time."
"Energy consumption is related to the technological level of the world." The system said dryly, "The host also needs to consume energy to survive in a non-original world. I cannot support the host to survive for a hundred years in the future."
"How long can you live?"
"Ten years at most." The system said, "This requires the host to pay some price."
Jing Changjia asked: "What price?"
"If the host insists on going to the future, I will overdraw my own energy. Therefore, when the host returns to the original world, it needs to provide me with energy." The system said, "Since the startup energy comes from this world, I can only extract power from this world. .”
Jing Changjia said seriously: "Keep talking."
"After the host returns to the original world, I will live broadcast the host's life to this world." The system said, "The system will also accumulate energy from this world's emotional response to the host."
"live streaming?"
Jing Changjia pondered for a long time before saying: "I decide the start time, content, and duration of the live broadcast."
It took a few seconds for the system to reply: "Yes. This is my sincerity to the host."
"Now that we have reached a consensus, I also believe that you are not a treacherous person." Jing Changjia stood with his hands behind his hands, "Then let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the world suddenly became noisy.
The yelling and cursing accompanied by the breeze filled my ears again. The executioner beside him frowned and looked at Jing Changjia several times, inexplicably feeling that Prince Yunzhong had become a little different.
Thick billowing clouds came from nowhere and drowned the sun, casting large cool shadows.
The supervisor pointed at Jing Changjia with a twisted expression, and was about to continue scolding him when he suddenly felt something dripping from his mouth.
what happened? Wasn't he scolding Jing Changjia? Why are you drooling all of a sudden? !
The supervisor took a deep breath and ignored Jing Changjia, hurriedly wiping his mouth.
The adjutant on the side stood up at this moment: "The time has come——"
The executioner handed Jing Changjia a bowl of liquor: "Prince Yunzhong, please."
Jing Changjia lowered his eyes and looked at the turbid wine in the bowl without reaching out.
Just at this time, the wind blew a crack in the thick clouds in the sky, and the bright skylight hung down from the crack and fell directly on Jing Changjia.
He had disheveled hair and was only wearing a relatively clean white shirt. He should obviously look the most embarrassed, but when the sun sets, he actually appears to be glowing.
White clothes, black hair, gentle face, eyes watching everything without sadness or joy.
The yelling and cursing of the onlookers gradually stopped under such gazes. They looked at the people on the stage and felt that the Prince of Yunzhong... seemed to be really going back to Yunzhong.
The sound of galloping horse hooves was heard in the distance.
The supervisor frowned and shouted: "Execution!"
The executioner stretched out his hand and tried to force Jing Changjia away from the guillotine. But Jing Changjia ignored his actions and just turned around and looked in the direction of the palace.
The place was still shrouded in large thick clouds. Looking from a distance, nothing can be seen except glazed green tiles.
Jing Changjia withdrew his gaze and focused his gaze on the executioner beside him.
At this glance, the executioner took a step back in horror.
"This, this is..."
He stared blankly at Jing Changjia.
Under the skylight, the shackles on the hands and feet of Prince Yunzhong turned into shining gray flying bit by bit, and just disappeared!
"God, ghost..."
The executioner uttered a few words incoherently, then suddenly bowed his head and bowed: "Prince Yunzhong, I have no intention of harming you because of my humble position!"
The sound of horse hooves passed through the crowd, and someone broke into the execution ground with a bright yellow imperial edict.
"Under the knife——"
Jing Changjia interrupted the caller loudly: "Lin Huo, you're not too late."
Lin Huo looked at him in surprise, and the words he shouted were stuck in his throat: "Wujiu, what are you..."
Jing Changjia laughed: "It's a pleasure to meet you again."
After saying that, he turned to the palace and laughed loudly: "You little bastard, I don't want to serve you anymore!"
The wind is howling and the sky is shining brightly!
After Lang laughed, the white-robed and black-haired Prince Yunzhong was no longer on the execution platform.
