Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Chapter 34 The Thief's Professionalism 1

Song Xun thought Zheng Lanxing was handsome from the first moment he saw him. He had a sharp and casual swagger that Song Xun never possessed.

Perhaps because he noticed this, Zheng Lanxing was very concerned about the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and looked in the mirror with a heavy heart every few days.

At that time, Song Xun thought that people like Zheng Lanxing would also have age anxiety.

It seemed that Zheng Lanxing had always been an omnipotent being in his heart.

Until one day, Zheng Lanxing suddenly moved away from the mirror, looked at him angrily, and asked: "I am not good-looking anymore, don't you like it?"

Song Xun then realized that in Zheng Lanxing's eyes, he was such a superficial person.

The magical thing is that in this relationship, Zheng Lanxing is the one who often feels uneasy.

The day before he sensed his death, he struggled to get up from the bed and stared at Song Xun: "Do you love me?"

Song Xun did not hesitate: "Of course"

In fact, he didn't quite understand what the love that people often talked about was like. Song Xun was used to Zheng Lanxing being by his side all the time, and didn't like to see him unhappy.

After Zheng Lanxing left, Song Xun's old age life entered a dull and boring period. Zheng Lanxing left him a lot of things, including a considerable balance in his account, a sanatorium center arranged in advance, and even every detail of his life was arranged in detail.

But Song Xun still felt sad. Time passed so slowly every day when he opened his eyes and closed them. He began to show symptoms of insomnia and sometimes even slept less than two hours a day.

Even the most advanced medical equipment cannot stop lives from dying out.

When he opened his eyes again, Song Xun appeared in a void space. He was no longer heavy and old. Having a young and lively body again made him feel as if he was in another world.

The white mechanical sphere was suspended in mid-air, its mechanical eyes staring at the young boy in front of it.

"What's with that expression on your face? Are you so unhappy to see me?"

The familiar tone made Song Xun startled, and he asked uncertainly: "996?"

"Hmm." 996 circled around him. "I thought you would be so happy in the mission world that you would forget my number."

Song Xun still had an embarrassed smile on his childish face. In fact, he was not far from forgetting it. The number 996 was too eye-catching and appeared in the mouths of workers every now and then.

996: "Okay, no more nonsense. You can choose to rest here for two days, or you can directly start the next mission world."

After a moment of silence, Song Xun said softly, "I want to rest for a while."

"Okay." 996 disappeared.

Song Xun found a place to sit down casually. Although his body had returned to his youthful state, the unknown feeling of fatigue kept lingering around him.

This situation did not improve until 996 appeared again.

996 saw the problem at a glance: "You are not fit for the mission in this state. I suggest you temporarily put away the feelings of the previous world."

It was mentioned at the beginning of system binding that in order to make the host fully devote himself to the task, the means of emotional extraction would be adopted. They kept shuttling through different time and space. People are emotional creatures and cannot bear too many strong colors, so the technology of emotional extraction and sealing appeared.

Is the emotion sealed?

Song Xun remained silent, his eyelashes trembling.

Seeing his appearance, 996's voice became soft for once: "Did you know? In fact, the human soul is immortal. In comparison, you are much luckier. Once a system becomes outdated, it will be abandoned. It is much easier to create a brand new system than to spend time maintaining it."

In the previous world, Song Xun had experienced the departure of many people, including Yang Zhilan, Chen Hongbo, Chen Pei, Zheng Lanxing...

Whenever that moment comes, there is always an indescribable feeling in my heart, constantly surging with bitterness and melancholy, and this emotion tends to follow me all the time.

Song Xun had always believed that 996, as a system, would never experience death or disappearance. The subversion of his cognition made him stare at 996 blankly, feeling bitter in his heart.

At this moment, he realized that there are many things that will not exist forever.

996: "You can keep the feelings about the previous world with me first. When the number of tasks completed reaches the standard value and the system is unbound, I will return the feelings to you."

"If necessary, I can help you locate the world of the soul you want to meet and set it as your retirement world."

Song Xun accepted 996's advice and thanked it sincerely.

After removing the emotions, Song Xun did feel a lot lighter. The memories of the last time were still preserved, but when he thought of Zheng Lanxing again, that feeling of sadness no longer appeared. It was as if he was flipping through an ancient book, and the things in it all existed in another distant era.

"Mission World 2 is open, host, please prepare."

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The drizzle continued to fall without stopping. Muddy and smelly puddles formed in the dark path. Exposed electric wires were tangled everywhere, blocking out the already dark path from view.

This is the other side of the bustling city, a narrow, crowded, poor area with a sense of poverty and stinginess.

The young man walked alone in the drizzle without an umbrella, as if he wanted to blend into the darkness.

His mother passed away two days ago due to a recurrence of gastric cancer. The loss of his only relative brought with him a pile of debts, the sale of his house, and a one-year leave of absence from school.

These are enough to crush a person.

And not long ago, a thief visited him.

Zhang Weisheng still remembers the thief, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, very thin, malnourished, and covered in dirt, except for his pair of round and bright eyes. His appearance was so deceptive that Zhang Weisheng was completely unprepared and his wallet was taken away by the man.

In the bag was five thousand yuan that he had just taken out to pay off his monthly debt.

There are also his identification documents, including a photo of his mother.

The money in the card is gone and the rent is due in two days.

The debt is high.

Invisibly, there seemed to be some force pushing him to a crossroads of despair. There was only one passable path left before him, a path he hated.

Sometimes I really want the whole world to disappear.

Zhang Weisheng's fingertips hovered over the contact list on his cell phone, an unsigned phone number.

Just as his fingertip was about to press down, there was a sound of chaotic running footsteps at the alley. Zhang Weisheng looked up and saw the running boy looking back frequently, as if there was some monster chasing him from behind and it might fall into his chest.

Zhang Weisheng looked at him, both of them with surprise in their eyes.

Song Xun was holding a torn wallet in his hand, and his face showed a look of horror as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhang Weisheng reacted quickly, firmly grasping the boy's thin wrist with one hand and trying to snatch the wallet with the other hand. Song Xun quickly protected the wallet and turned his back to prevent him from taking it.

This body was too thin and could not compete with Zhang Weisheng at all. His wrist felt as if it was about to be torn off, and Song Xun protected his wallet as if he were protecting his own life.