The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

Chapter 119: So Cold and Merciless

"Tell me, what's going on?" Yan Muhuai asked. He hadn't found a way to kill Thirty-Five yet, so who could make it die?

Thirty-five was like a kid who got bullied outside and went home to complain to his parents, "Didn't you ask me to figure out what that countdown was? Now I know, it's the countdown to my destruction, it's my death warrant, wuwuwu..."

"Stop crying and explain what happened clearly, otherwise go back to the little dark room and fend for yourself!" Yan Muhuai was annoyed.

Thirty-five forced herself to stop crying. "The main program is gone. It was able to talk to me before, and I thought it was alive. It turned out to be just a set of self-destruct data that the Lord God inserted into my database. The moment you completed the strategy mission, the countdown started. Fortunately, you didn't agree to the agreement directly, otherwise I would be a dead system now."

Yan Muhuai digested Thirty-Five's words for a while, "So the main program is not targeting me, its target is you?"

"Eh?" After Thirty-Five found out that the countdown was a set of self-destruction data, he was busy crying and hadn't thought about this. "Are you saying that the Lord God wanted to destroy me and installed a time bomb for me? The Lord God knew that I would not be wiped out, so he made preparations for both situations?"

Thirty-five couldn't understand, "Who am I to receive this honor?"

She was crying very hard at first, but now after thinking through what Yan Muhuai said, Sanshiwu didn't feel so sad anymore.

Although it will be blown to death in less than a month, it is not a useless system that can do nothing. Instead, it is an awesome existence that even the Lord God is afraid of and tries every means to get rid of it!

"You're about to die, can you find the key point?" Yan Muhuai wanted to beat the system, "What was your previous host's background? What's your real name?"

There was no way to rely on this stupid guy Thirty-Five, so Yan Muhuai could only find some clues on his own.

"I asked him, but he said he had no name. Since he has occupied your body, he will use your name from now on." Thirty-five is just a system that assists the host in completing tasks, and it is a novice at that. The only time it asked such a question was when they had nothing to do during the year they were waiting for the male protagonist to appear, so it asked casually.

"A host without a name?" Yan Muhuai frowned slightly. "In the novels we read before, didn't it say that most hosts were ordinary people in the small world? How could they not have names?"

Thirty-five showed Yan Muhuai that he knew nothing about anything.

Yan Muhuai held back and changed the question, "When the self-destruct data in your body takes effect, will you definitely die? Is it possible that, like the Lord's power of annihilation, you will escape because the host is strong?"

Thirty-five was able to speak now, "You will definitely die. This self-destruct data is like tying a bomb to the human heart. Once it explodes, the heart will be instantly blown to pieces. Even someone as powerful as you, the host, cannot avoid it."

Yan Muhuai was a ghost cultivator and had long been accustomed to living without a body. If his heart was really blown up, he could still survive as a soul.

But he understood what thirty-five meant, which was that once the countdown was over, it would definitely die.

"If you explode, will it hurt me?" Yan Muhuai asked a little ruthlessly.

Thirty-five's crying, which had finally stopped, began to sob again.

"I think so, wuwuwu... So host, you better find a way to dig me out. I'm already a dead system and I can't let you get hurt." Thirty-five felt sad and guilty. "The previous host stole your body and caused your soul to wander outside for three years. Now that you've finally returned, you're being harmed by a useless system like me. I feel sorry for you."

"You should feel sorry for yourself first. I will find a way to get you out within a month and won't give you the chance to hurt me." Yan Muhuai felt that after finding his apprentice, his heart had become much harder. Thirty-five would never be able to enjoy the benefits of his soft heart due to missing his apprentice again.

Thirty-five complained, "Master Host, you are so cold and heartless."

"According to what you said, when you are destroyed by the self-destruct data, it may not take me with you, so it is more certain that the Lord God's means are aimed at you. Your previous host did not lead you to complete the task, and you and him will be wiped out by the Lord God. If you complete the task, the self-destruct program will start the countdown, and you will still die. So, did you dig up the ancestral grave of your Lord God?"

Yan Muhuai admitted that he had underestimated Thirty-Five before, but now with this self-destruct program, he felt that he needed to re-examine his useless little system.

It's ranked so low, has useless skills, is timid, and has a dull brain. Why does it deserve to be treated like this by that Lord God?

"I don't know!" Thirty-five still looked stupid, as if he had accepted his fate.

Encountering such a system, Yan Muhuai could only consider himself unlucky.

"Since I'm about to die, I'll help the host explore the black gap in the question mark grid. I must see clearly what's inside!" Thirty-five suddenly became excited.

I thought I would get some nice words from Yan Muhuai, but what I didn't want to hear was, "Okay, but can you please stop howling? It's giving me a headache."

Thirty-five felt a chill in his heart, "It will be very uncomfortable to go in there, I can't help it."

"If I lock you up in a small dark room, can you still find that gap?" Yan Muhuai asked in a gentle voice with cold words.

“…Yes.” Thirty-five was already tired.

Yan Muhuai finally said something human, "Go ahead, and I wish you good luck."

After closing his sea of ​​consciousness, his ears instantly became quiet. However, during the second half of the journey, he kept thinking about Thirty-five. Several times when Rong Jin spoke to him, he seemed a little absent-minded.

Rong Jin thought he was tired from walking, so he didn't suspect anything. Instead, he spoke less frequently to Yan Muhuai, not wanting him to waste unnecessary energy.

The setting sun cast a golden glow on the ground, and the group finally arrived at the camp outside Fuyun Village.

Hou Yu's plan is to let the five teams enter Fuyun Village early tomorrow morning with their own live broadcast equipment. The entire village will be the live broadcast venue, and he has asked people to set up everything in advance. If they enter the village too early, some things may be exposed, so they need to stay outside the village for one night.

We all lived in the jungle in the last episode. The conditions outside Fuyun Village are much better than in the jungle, and many artists have no complaints.

Ming Fei walked to the entrance of Fuyun Village and saw three words written in Lishu script on the sign. Countless complicated images flashed through her mind, but she couldn't grasp any clue.

"Carry this with you when you sleep these few nights. Given the current situation, we can only deal with your matter after our live broadcast is over." Yan Muhuai walked over and handed Ming Fei a mulberry leaf.

To ordinary people, it was just a normal mulberry leaf, but as soon as Ming Fei took it in his hand, he saw the formation patterns flashing on it.

"I'm not in a hurry." Ming Fei carefully took the leaf, "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Ming Fei is Yan Muhuai's agent, and Hou Yu will definitely not let her enter the village during the live broadcast.

Let’s wait until the live broadcast is over.