An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 10 System... Stuck... Fixed!
Meng Youyou asked herself honestly, although she also had opinions about him, she wouldn't have gone to such lengths if she put herself in his shoes.

One thing at a time, if he needs help, she will still choose to lend a helping hand instead of standing idly by and watching him die.

Meng Youyou walked angrily to the office door and vaguely saw a tall man standing in the room making a phone call through the slightly open door.

She rolled her eyes silently. What a small world! She'd run into people she didn't want to see twice in one day.

Border troops have limited facilities and resources, including offices. After Meng Youyou arrived, there were no spare offices.

Commander Peng then slammed his fist on the table and decided to move half of Huo Qingshan's office to Meng Youyou's use.

Anyway, this kid doesn't use the office much, he's always running to the training field, it's a waste to leave it there. Besides, it's convenient for the two of them to share an office, so it's a win-win situation.

The thought of having to share a room with this annoying man for the next period of time made Meng Youyou feel depressed.

"I haven't seen him in the office for the past few days, what brings him here today?"

Meng Youyou pushed open the door with annoyance, ignored the person who was on the phone, and went straight to her desk, pretending that he was invisible and didn't exist.

She doesn't even want to maintain appearances anymore; she can't be a little amiable.

A cheerful male voice came through the receiver: "Then it's settled. I'll be going on a business trip to Fanzhou in a couple of days, and I'll bring the things over to you directly."

Huo Qingshan gave a low "hmm" and then hung up the phone.

Before leaving, he glanced at the woman sitting at her desk, her small face puffed out in displeasure, practically screaming, "I'm really annoyed! Watch out! You'd better not mess with me!"

"I wonder who has upset this young lady again?"

*
Training Course.

Zhong Heng was doing pull-ups on the horizontal bar, while Zhang Yong stood to the side with a worried look on his face: "I shouldn't have spoken so quickly just now. The relationship between translator Meng and the battalion commander must have deteriorated again."

Zhong Heng jumped off the horizontal bar and landed steadily on the ground.

He raised his hands and clapped them twice, then stretched his shoulders and arms: "Don't you think the battalion commander is acting a little strange towards Translator Meng?"

"Of course I think so. It's obvious to everyone that the battalion commander and translator Meng don't get along.

Zhong Heng shook his head mysteriously and began to analyze logically: "No, I mean our battalion commander has too much prejudice against translator Meng, it's a bit strange. Based on our understanding of the battalion commander over the years, he's definitely not the kind of person who holds grudges. At first, I also thought that translator Meng had angered the battalion commander by making some outrageous remarks on the training field last time, which is why he wasn't very concerned about translator Meng wanting to buy medicine. But then you told me that Ruizhixuan is owned by the battalion commander's family, and I felt something was very wrong. Given the battalion commander's personality and character, he wouldn't go to such lengths."

Zhang Yong slapped his forehead and nodded in agreement: "Now that you mention it, I also find it a bit strange. Battalion Commander Zheng from the Second Battalion next door is always at odds with our battalion commander, picking fights with him for no reason, but our battalion commander has never taken it to heart. It's really strange that he's being so petty and confrontational with a female comrade this time."

Unable to understand, Zhang Yong simply asked, "Do you know why?"

Zhong Heng shook his head again, seemingly unfathomable: "I don't know yet."

Zhang Yong: "..."

What's going on? ...Playing mysterious.

*

Meng Youyou calmed herself down and sat in her office to prepare her lessons diligently.

Most of the soldiers in the border defense force have only junior high or high school education. Most of them have only had very limited exposure to foreign language education, and very few know any English, let alone Mandarin.

This was also Meng Youyou's first time teaching a foreign language to this group, and she felt an inexplicable sense of responsibility and mission. She hoped that she could do her best to teach every class well.

Suddenly, a familiar electrical sound rang in my mind.

At the same time, the large text "Upgrading and updating" that had been continuously displayed on the virtual screen in front of them disappeared, replaced by a small, semi-transparent circle that kept rotating.

A few seconds later, the screen became completely clear, and a virtual character appeared in the field of vision: [Hello, Host Meng Youyou, I am DouDou, the system manager assigned to you by the Monda System. It's a pleasure to serve you.]
Meng Youyou: "..."

I haven't recovered yet.

DouDou: [Host, the system update is now complete. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask, and I can answer them for you.]
Meng Youyou recovered from her shock, sorted out her chaotic thoughts, and asked the question that concerned her most: "Why did you bring me here? Is the world I'm in a book?" DouDou: [Host, you are currently in a real border defense force in the 1980s, not a world from a book. The Monda System selected you because you need to complete the mission assigned to you—protect the quality of the target person's marriage and the security of their assets.]
[Ding~] Another crisp system notification sound.

A model of a brown paper-colored file folder appeared on the screen, and then the virtual file folder was opened, revealing the information inside to Meng Youyou.

[Host Meng Youyou:]
The Monda system has officially assigned you the system mission "Protect Brother Jun's Wallet!" The target you need to protect is: Huo Qingshan, male, 26 years old, a border defense officer, who is one of the many nameless and loyal military heroes who have made important contributions to the construction of the motherland and the defense of the country throughout history.

Meng Youyou stared at the three clear and neat characters on the screen—Huo Qingshan—and fell silent for a long time.

"Does it... really have to be this 'tight'?"

Meng Youyou laid her cards on the table: "I can't do this job. Find someone else for me, or you can just replace me."

DouDou: [Host, this...can't be changed. Our system algorithm considers you the best candidate in the entire host database to be the most suitable for this target. Our calculated success rate for completing this task is very high.]
"Then your lousy algorithm can be eliminated immediately. It's completely inaccurate. He and I are incompatible, like oil and water. We fight as soon as we meet. We can't coexist peacefully in the same space, let alone protect him."

Meng Youyou kept adding to her complaints: "You have no idea how much he dislikes me. He clearly owns that clinic, but he lied to me and said he didn't know or wasn't clear about it."

Furthermore, the moment he saw me, he concluded that I was just a pretty face here to gain experience. How can someone have such a strong prejudice? Is this something a normal person would do?

But none of that matters. It doesn't matter if he doesn't like me, because I don't like him either, so we're even.

DouDou rationally and objectively advised: "[Comrade Meng Youyou, personal grievances can be temporarily set aside in the face of national interests.]"
Look...look at their system...what a scale!
What a magnanimous heart!

What a spirit!

Meng Youyou retorted without hesitation: "Stop being so generous with other people's money. I don't fall for moral blackmail."

The more Meng Youyou talked, the more she felt that her reasoning was so reasonable that she even began to offer suggestions to the system with good intentions.

He tried to change the system's previously established strategy: "Actually, I think your system should just introduce him to a better ophthalmologist. This would get straight to the point and be much simpler and more effective than going through all this trouble to find a host to protect him."

After making this suggestion, Meng Youyou was extremely satisfied, and couldn't help but feel smug, thinking, "How can I be so smart? I'm so clever!"

……

Seeing her unwavering stance and indifferent expression, DouDou had no choice but to resort to her trump card, asking softly, "[So, do you want to stay in this world forever?]"
Meng Youyou: "..."

I'm speechless.

So this isn't moral blackmail? It's turned into forced buying and selling?
Fine! When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Fortunately, Meng Youyou quickly adjusted her thinking and promptly switched her focus to ask, "Then tell me, how should I protect him?"

After pausing for two seconds, Meng Youyou then asked with great interest, "What exactly do I need to do to stop him from having a huge green meadow growing on his head later?"

DouDou: [The mission letter has already explained it very clearly. You need to ensure that this soldier's future spouse has good moral character and will not have similar conduct issues.]
Meng Youyou looked exasperated: "How can I guarantee that? People's hearts are unpredictable. Even if I find a partner myself, I can't be 100% sure that the other person will be faithful to the marriage for the rest of their life, right?"

DouDou was choked up again: [...]
Meng Youyou: "Forget it, just tell me directly, how did other hosts complete this type of system task in the past?"

DouDou preemptively warned: [You asked this yourself, so you're not allowed to get angry after I tell you.]
Meng Youyou: "..."

DouDou: [According to historical data in the system database, the Monda system has successfully completed a total of 832 such guardian tasks.]

More than 95% of the hosts gradually fell in love with the target person during their daily interactions, and the two eventually got married.

The remaining less than 5% of hosts selected suitable marriage partners for their target individuals and then used their intelligence to help the two get together.
Meng Youyou: "...Without hesitation, I choose option two."

DouDou quietly added in a deserted corner: "[Actually, those 5% of the hosts had also basically tried Option 1, but they failed in the end. The target didn't take a liking to them... oh no... didn't fall in love with them, so they switched to Option 2.]"

After all, our Monda system is the most advanced system in the industry. The individuals we select for protection are chosen after rigorous screening, and they are all of exceptional quality in terms of both personality and ability.
Meng Youyou shot her a sharp glare: "Are you questioning my charm? Please get this straight, I don't even like him, okay? He wouldn't even rank in the top 100 of my suitors if you sorted him out by priority."

DouDou soothed her: [Yes, yes, yes, host, you're beautiful inside and out, loved by everyone, and flowers bloom for you. No one could dislike you.]
……

(End of this chapter)