The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Failed, their idea of ​​a virtual world failed.

Ming Yunqi was in a gloomy mood, and his face seemed to be covered with an undispellable haze.

The little cub Ming Jiang in his arms also noticed his father's emotions. He didn't say much, but just nestled in Ming Yunqi's arms, hugged his neck tightly, and looked at him worriedly. There was some anxiety and fear in his clear eyes.

"Daddy~" Ming Jiang called softly, his voice soft and a little tentative.

"It's okay, Daddy is fine, don't worry." Ming Yunqi forced a smile and patted Ming Jiang's back gently, trying to calm him down.

He could sense the cub's worry, yet at the moment he couldn't completely let go of the heaviness in his heart.

The failure of the virtual world meant that their original plan had completely failed.

Those carefully designed plots and the rules set to guide the direction of the world are now useless.

"What are you doing?"

Just as they were all thinking about the reasons for their failure, a doubtful voice suddenly came from the corner. The voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of weakness, but still revealed a sharpness that could not be ignored.

Bai Lian and the others were all startled, and all looked at the man who spoke.

Wu Ze, who was originally leaning against the wall with his hands covering his wounds and looking embarrassed, was now looking at them intently. His eyes were complicated and difficult to read, as if they contained countless unexplained emotions, making it difficult for people to understand them for a moment.

The wounds on Wu Ze's body were still bleeding, and the excessive blood loss made his head dizzy, but he was still keenly aware of the abnormality in the room.

In the originally empty room, three more people inexplicably appeared. With his ability, he could not tell the depth of these three people, but his intuition told him that these three people should have nothing to do with the officers and soldiers who arrested him.

Just as he was about to continue asking questions, suddenly, some strange yet familiar memories flooded into his mind like a tide. Those memory fragments seemed to be forced into his brain, causing him to shudder all over and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Wasn’t he arrested for protecting his brother?

Why are you here?

Wu Ze looked around. The unfamiliar environment, the inexplicable wounds on his body, and the chaotic memories in his mind made him feel very alert.

Before he could sort out his thoughts, a sudden wave of memories that were completely opposite to his real memories came over him.

In this memory, his younger brother died young, and he escaped from the place of exile alone. He then met Ming Xu of the Ming family, who assisted him in ascending the throne because of his life-saving grace, and he eventually became the last emperor of Dayu.

The memories of both lives flashed and intertwined in his mind, and Wu Ze felt as if his head was about to explode.

He couldn't tell what was true and what was false for a moment. Those memories were so real, yet so contradictory, as if two forces were colliding violently in his mind.

Bai Lian looked at his painful expression and instantly understood his situation.

The human brain is like the memory processor of the system. Excessive memory will overload their brain capacity. If no timely intervention is made, Wu Ze's head is likely to burst.

His expression was stern, and he quickly gathered some spiritual power in his hands and pressed it on several key acupuncture points of Wu Ze. Soon, Wu Ze, whose face was full of pain, gradually calmed down and his breathing became steady.

Wu Ze unexpectedly felt that the strange man in front of him gave him a very familiar feeling. He raised his eyes and carefully observed Bai Lian, and couldn't help but be distracted.

His gaze was caught by Bai Lian, who gave him a warning look:

"Concentrate, concentrate."

Hearing this familiar voice, Wu Ze's face froze.

Why does this person's voice sound so similar to...

He opened his mouth to say something, but Bai Lian raised his hand and slapped him on the head in annoyance, and he fainted instantly.

"Uncle Yingzi, why did you knock that brother unconscious?" Ming Jiang poked his head out from Ming Yunqi's arms, blinking his eyes and asked curiously.

"I'm afraid he will become a fool." Bai Lian said lightly, moving his fingers slightly and tapping Ming Jiang's forehead lightly.

Ming Jiang pouted, unhappily covering her little head that was hurt by the blow, glared at Bai Lian, then buried her head in Ming Yunqi's arms, and muttered softly:

"Humph! Bad uncle, hit Ming Jiang on the head, Ming Jiang will ignore you."

Bai Lian looked at the little cub who was angry with him, his eyes softened and he didn't care.

He turned to look at Ming Yunqi, his eyes asking, "What should we do now? Should we continue?"

As things stand now, all the data in the virtual world is used to allow the characters to develop according to the original plot.

However, judging from the current situation, following the original plot is obviously an unreliable solution, and it can even be said that it is completely unfeasible. Those virtual worlds have lost their meaning of existence.

Ming Yunqi was silent for a moment, with a hint of determination in his eyes. He looked down at Ming Jiang in his arms. The little cub was looking at him with those clear eyes, as if waiting for his decision. Ming Yunqi took a deep breath and said firmly:

"Let's go back. Since the original plot is useless, let's just do it our own way. Dayu is ours, and the world is ours too. How it should develop should be decided by ourselves."

Even if the original plot is useless, they will never be interfered with by external forces.

Bai Lian looked at him and instantly understood what he meant. A hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, but after looking at the little cub in Ming Yunqi's arms, he didn't say anything.

Anyway, no matter what the outcome is, the little cub will always be with Ming Yunqi, and he will always be by Ming Jiang's side.

Bai Lian himself was not a person who followed the rules, otherwise he would not have been restricted by the main system in various ways. After thinking this through, he stopped trying to persuade Ming Yunqi and waved his sleeves.

The real scene around me suddenly became distorted, as if the whole world was collapsing.

Mingxu, lying on the bed, had just woken up from rebirth. Before he had time to be ecstatic about having his life again, he felt that the whole world began to collapse as if it had encountered the end of the world.

He watched with his own eyes as a beam came crashing down towards him. His pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but scream out in fear:

"Someone come! Help!"

However, his cries for help were soon drowned out by the sound of the world collapsing.

The figures of Ming Yunqi, Bai Lian and Ming Jiang gradually disappeared in the distorted space.

Ming Yunqi hugged Ming Jiang tightly in his arms.

"Dad, where are we going?" Ming Jiang raised his head and asked in a low voice.

"Go home." Ming Yunqi answered softly, with a gentle smile on his lips.

Bai Lian followed the two men firmly.