What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"That's impressive."

Lu Jinan raised his eyes, put his hands on 07786's head, twisted a few strands of hair and thought deeply.

The world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. After passing through so many small worlds, the origin of the world here was not particularly shocking to Lu Jinan.

I just feel that there really are gods in this world.

In fact, for Lu Jinan, the successor of socialism in the 21st century, the theory of gods and ghosts is neither completely believed nor completely disbelieved.

The end of materialism is idealism. Behind the world are many things that cannot be solved by the current level of science and technology. Human beings are currently unable to explore these unknown areas. Because they do not know, they are mysterious and weird.

China has a long history, and this long river is often permeated with these mysterious colors, even as a means of rule, a spiritual product of controlling the hearts of the people. But facing the unknown, these truths and falsehoods have long been unclear, and I always can't help but feel awe in my heart.

In the vast sea of ​​human beings, life is fleeting, yet we are so fortunate to meet God.

People who are as ephemeral as mayflies can break through the laws of the world with the power of faith; fallen gods can also be reborn with the power of faith.

Lu Jinan looked at the palm of his hand, and it seemed that he had found a way out of his previous confusion, and everything seemed to make sense.

"Then let us work together. I believe your god has not dissipated. I think one day, he will descend upon this land again. I look forward to meeting you."

07786 scratched his hair sheepishly, twirling his fingers, his eyes drooping. "Would you...feel bored?"

[In fact, I have led many generations of hosts, and they all gave up along the way. It is no exception for you humans. Even we, the systems without flesh and blood, will feel bored in this endless cycle of immortality.] 07786 picked at his nails, his shoulders hunched, looking so lonely.

[Don’t you humans have a phrase called “fallen leaves return to their roots”?]

07786 He only heard a low laugh in his ear. He looked up and saw the man's smiling face, and curled his lips slightly.

Lu Jinan raised his hand and ruffled its hair. There seemed to be a light in his amber eyes. He bent his waist slightly, and put his arms lazily on its shoulders. After a light chuckle, he sighed softly.

"Fallen leaves return to their roots, but what if I don't have roots?" His slender fingertips lifted the hair hanging down from his forehead, and he always had a smile on his face.

"07786 seems to have forgotten that I was originally an orphan."

He was still smiling, the smile on his face unnaturally soft. "You let me go back to the place where I had been for 25 years to see them for the last time."

"In Mr. Lu Yan and Madam Jiang Zao's past lives, I also fulfilled my filial duty as a son and grandson, and saw them to a ripe old age."

"I have no ties to anything anymore, so why would I want to return to my roots?"

07786 frowned, and Lu Jinan gently patted its forehead. 07786 covered its forehead with his hand to prevent him from patting it.

"It's just a small system, but its mind is full of thoughts that are more colorful than a human's. If I wanted to leave, I would definitely leave no matter how much you acted like a pathos, but I promise you I won't leave."

"I, Lu Jinan, am also an ordinary person. As for the concept of immortality, I'm currently more interested in it than finding a final resting place. Perhaps I'll find it boring in the future, but it won't be in the future after all! Right now, I'm quite happy with it. I've seen many worlds that are more carefree and unrestrained than my real life. It may not be perfect, but it's very fresh."

He smiled at it, his eyes sparkling. "It's like walking into a book. Although outsiders can't interfere with what's going on, even if I don't do anything, the butterfly effect will still change something, right? After all, I'm not the original person, nor am I a puppet, and neither are they.

It's not what I initially thought. I'm really looking forward to the world ahead. I think I've finally found the true meaning of this cycle of quests."

"I don't think you're constantly binding hosts just to have them do the things they were designed to do, like puppets. If that were the case, setting up a quota of NPCs would be enough. Why go to all this trouble?" He smiled, his eyes tilted upward. "I guess you're all waiting for a different outcome, too."

07786's heart trembled, feeling the burning gaze in front of him, his eyes were uncertain and he suddenly felt that the system space was so narrow.

It swallowed several times, and finally met his gaze. [Actually...]

Before he could finish his words, the person in front of him started messing with his hair again. 07786 felt that he should turn into a bald head. He would cry if his hair was bald. Humph.

"Okay, I don't blame you." He flicked the man's forehead and immediately slipped away. "Well, I'm going on vacation. See you later!"

The person left quickly, leaving only 07786 with his hair crumpled into a mess standing there in a mess.

He sighed, lowered his head and casually brushed his messy hair, a smile on his lips.

In fact, it has no idea of ​​the true meaning of task cycle, and it is just a tiny system in the sub-generation system.

But the man looked confident, his eyes gleaming. In fact, 07786 could sense that there were subtle changes after each of his worlds. It didn't understand before, but it understood now.

It would be more accurate to say that Lu Yan from the previous world was subtly different from the previous Lu Jinan.

It watched his brisk steps, and the man's back was reflected in its smiling eyes.

It would be better to say that it is because each of his worlds is subtly influenced by the people in those small worlds, and it also understands the realer and more complete him in a more subtle way.