Crossing the Stars: My Major General Husband and I Are Evenly Matched

"I don't agree." Song Yanyu didn't know what was talking, nor did she know what it was going to do, but since it was a binding, what if she didn't agree.

Thinking of this, Song Yanyu immediately shouted loudly: "I don't agree, I don't agree, do you hear me?"

Sure enough, as Song Yanyu's refusal sounded, the feeling that was drilling into his head stopped.

Song Yanyu breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that the thing could understand human language.

"Little thing, I know you can understand what I say, come out quickly." After Song Yanyu finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but there was no movement in the air.

Song Yanyu had to speak again: "Little thing, don't play dead, I already know it just now. If I don't agree, you can never bind me in this life."

"Not to mention the few people in my family, there are quite a few around us. You haven't bound so many of them, which means I have something you need."

"Either you come out quickly and we talk, or we just stay here together." Song Yanyu spoke firmly, but he was still very weak inside.

She was curious about what this thing was and what it could do, but she didn't dare let this little thing get into her body until it came out and had a frank conversation with her for a day.

Song Yanyu waited for a while, but the guy still didn't come out. It was already late, so Song Yanyu just went to bed with his clothes on.

Fortunately, I was at home all day today and was relatively clean, otherwise it would have been a torture.

She didn't know what was in her head, whether it was a boy or a girl. This thing was obviously conscious, so Song Yanyu didn't dare to be stupid enough to take a shower and change into pajamas.

In the middle of the night, Song Yanyu had a dream.

In her dream, she was like an outsider, seeing a baby girl being born and then growing up with the love of her parents and relatives. The people here were ordinary people without any special abilities or combat power, but their lives were peaceful and happy.

She watched a little girl named Song Yanyu grow from a baby to someone who could walk, talk, go to school, and work.

At the same time, Song Yanyu also discovered the problem. The Song Yanyu in this dream looked more and more like her.

Song Yanyu watched the girl in his dream grow up quickly. Finally, the girl in his dream never woke up again one night after working overtime for three consecutive days.

The next day, Song Yanyu finally woke up from the nightmare.

At this moment, she finally remembered her past life.

It turns out that she is not from this world.

No, she is a person of this era. She is very sure that this body belongs to her since she was a child, and there is no other soul here.

Her memories from birth to the present day were not deceiving.

Her name was Song Yanyu in her previous life, and she still has the same name in this life. Song Yanyu thought about it for a long time and thought that maybe she forgot to drink Meng Po's soup when she crossed the Naihe Bridge in her previous life.

Song Yanyu glanced at the intelligent computer and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's only six o'clock."

Time really is like a dream, it seems like just yesterday.

She had only spent one night, but it felt like twenty years.

She was obviously in high spirits at this moment and no longer sleepy.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a system." Song Yanyu's life in her dream was not lived in vain.

In that era, there was peace and prosperity. Just looking at the faces of the people, you could tell that the country was full of vitality.

As the saying goes, "When a warm blanket is full, one thinks about sex." In his spare time, Song Yanyu likes to read all kinds of novels.

Therefore, Song Yanyu roughly determined what the bad guy was.

I also know that in a good and formal system, if you like someone, you must get the host's consent before you can bind them.

Ever since she expressed her disagreement last night, the system has been pretending to be dead.

Song Yanyu relaxed a little, which meant that this thing was not harmful for the time being.

Song Yanyu thought of the dream she had last night. Her memory of her past life hadn't been restored earlier or later, but it had to be restored at this moment. If there wasn't some system playing tricks, no one would believe it.

"Little thing, come out quickly. I know you are still here. My memory recovered last night, and you must have been involved. Since you want to bind me, you must let me know what use you have to me." Song Yanyu whispered to the air.

About half a minute later, Song Yanyu was about to doubt whether the thing had left, when suddenly she heard the mechanical sound again.

She was confused last night, but today she felt very clear.

The guy's voice seemed to be in her head, the kind that was connected by brain waves.

Song Yanyu had an indescribable feeling.

"Host, I am System 011. Your home planet, Blue Star, has suffered a massive, world-class disaster. Because of its sudden outbreak, the nation, and even the entire Blue Star, is in crisis. The living environment for humanity is becoming increasingly severe, and we are on the verge of collapse."

"I was created. I am the eleventh one. I drifted here through the cracks in time and space, and then I found you."

Song Yanyu patiently listened to the system's self-introduction and asked directly, "So what exactly do you do?"

The air stagnated slightly. Although Song Yanyu couldn't see it, she felt that the system named 011 seemed to be choked by her.

Song Yanyu's mood inexplicably improved a lot.

"I don't think I've finished introducing myself yet. I'm the 'Encyclopedia' system. I have stored a vast amount of Chinese cultural heritage within me. There are many people like me. We were directly dispersed to various time and space through the wormhole."

This setting still requires Song Yanyu to calm down. Even though she has lived in the interstellar space for more than 20 years and technology is already advanced enough, she will still be shocked by what this system says.

"If I bind myself to a host, I don't need the host to do anything. I won't harm the host's body. I just need the host to carry forward and pass on the knowledge of our Chinese civilization."

If Song Yanyu had not recovered her memory, she would have thought it was ridiculous, but now that she has recovered her memory, she has China in her heart and has been proud of being a Chinese since she was a child.

Now that she has this little thing, she also has ripples and thoughts in her heart.

Song Yanyu calmed himself down and spoke:

"Okay, I believe you, let's bind you." Song Yanyu also had his own considerations.

After she recovered her memory last night, many of the animals and plants she knew in her previous life could now be matched with the strange beasts and spiritual plants.

Their shortcomings and medicinal properties are also clearer.

If it is really an encyclopedia as the system says, it will definitely be of great help to her in the future.

"Host's consent has been obtained. Binding in progress. 5,4,3,2,1, 011, , , , ding... Binding complete. Encyclopedia system is at your service."

Song Yanyu was very curious about the system. Now that they were bound to the system, they were one, and they couldn't keep calling it "system."

Song Yanyu's mind raced, and he began to discuss with the system: "System, since you are an encyclopedia, I will call you 'Tongtong'. One Tong means you know everything."

"what ever."

Song Yanyu was just about to see what Tongtong was capable of when she heard the doorbell.

Song Yanyu got out of bed and opened the door.

"Jing Xiao is here."