Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

The nightlights were on inside the room. Yu Zhuo walked to the brightest spot and opened the photo album.

The first page of the album features a photo of my great-grandfather. Similar to the features of Yu Yuanshan and the others, the man also has clear blue eyes, and in his youth he wore his long hair in a small braid that hung down his back.

Yu Zhuo could no longer remember the faces of people from five hundred years ago. This great-grandfather may have had little contact with him, so much so that Yu Zhuo's search system database could not find any content related to him.

He continued flipping through the pages, the faces flashing past him quickly. He looked at them carefully, and his fingertips stopped when only two pages remained.

[On July 26th, I met with my king and his younger brother.]

Below the photo is a line of small print, which has become slightly blurry due to the passage of time.

Yu Zhuo looked at the photo, which was taken on a coastline. Against the backdrop of azure sea and sky, the people in the photo were all dressed in long black robes, making hand gestures towards the camera.

Yu Zhuo immediately spotted Zhou Yanshu standing in the very center. He had no imperial bearing whatsoever when he was out in public. He wore a fishbone tassel on his head, held a banana leaf to shield himself from the sun, and looked disheveled and unruly. His body seemed boneless as he leaned to the side.

Seeing his smiling eyes, Yu Zhuo felt a sudden pang of sadness.

He ran his fingertips over Zhou Yanshu's face in the photograph. The photograph was old, only vaguely revealing Zhou Yanshu's eyes and lips; the rest was unclear, and the delicate features were no longer visible.

Yu Zhuo looked up, and only after the stinging in his eyes subsided did he continue looking at the photos.

[On July 26th, I met with my king and his younger brother.]

Yu Zhu stared at the line of words for a moment, then shifted his gaze back to it.

The photo only shows two people: Yu's great-grandfather and Zhou Yanshu. The "younger brother" mentioned in the caption below... is not present.

Yu Zhuo ran his fingertips along the corner of the photo album, and Zhou Yanshu's figure was reflected in his pupils, still leaning to the side with his body tilted to one side.

...Who was he leaning on?

Yu Zhuo's eyes trembled slightly. He looked closely at the photo and noticed that a large section on the right side of the photo was empty, filled entirely with scenery.

There should actually be another person standing there.

Yu Zhuo was stunned. He found the search software used in this world and searched for information about himself on the Star Network. Five hundred years ago, he was quite famous here, so he shouldn't have left nothing behind.

However, the page search results were blank.

Yu Zhuo's breathing became slightly heavy. He changed his method of searching for information about Zhou Yanshu and found that the column for her partner only had a few words written on it: married, husband died young.

All information about her husband cannot be found on the StarNet.

It doesn't even have a name.

Yu Zhuo stood there, stunned. That system... had erased all traces of his existence.

Photos, StarNet, news, appearance, deeds.

It could even be everyone's memories.

He no longer exists in this world, leaving only an empty code name.

What about Zhou Yanshu? He once marked him permanently, but does Zhou Yanshu still have him in his memory?

Yu Zhuo clenched the photo album in his hand, turned his gaze to the faces in the album, and soon closed it.

Zhou Yanshu also suffered a severe injury a hundred years ago, and now he is on the verge of death, his mental state extremely weak. His condition... is far worse than Yu Zhuo imagined.

Yu Zhuo slowly raised his eyes.

In any case, he wanted to find an opportunity to see him first.

*

“The backup force… is in danger, the difficulty is too high…” Yu Zhuo didn’t sleep all night. He felt depressed whenever he thought about the current situation, so he stayed up all night to go back to his database and formulate a strategy.

He used to lie low and wait for his host to grow, but now that it's his turn to be alone, he's always a little apprehensive.

You need to plan your escape route in advance and build a strong team for protection so that you can pass through smoothly.

Yu Zhuo selected several top students and wrote their names on the emergency survival button before finally withdrawing his consciousness from the system database with satisfaction.

Before he knew it, it was already dawn outside. The thick curtains inside blocked out all the light. Yu Zhuo's body was exhausted, and the act of barely surviving gave him some energy, which gave him the strength to stand up from the ground.

He drew back the curtains and heard a buzzing sound in his ears for a moment before it quickly subsided.

Yu Zhu frowned inwardly as he casually glanced down from the window. The roses in the garden were in full bloom, their fiery red color making the surrounding sunlight seem to radiate multiple layers of heat.

Several all-black cars were parked at the entrance. Bodyguards got out of them in a hurry and walked towards the Cheng family's house, stepping over the rose petals.

Yu Zhuo recognized the family totems on the bodyguards; these people all came from the deep sea and served the royal family.

Their sudden visit now might indicate that something has happened on the other side of the deep sea.

The bodyguards below seemed to sense Yu Zhuo's gaze. They looked up and saw only the tightly closed windows on the second floor. The curtains were drawn low, and the heavy, dark brown fabric concealed everything inside.

Yu Zhuo had already drawn the curtains and turned his back. He wasn't in a hurry to go out; he just stood behind the door eavesdropping on what was going on.

This body is really not very good; its low level has caused its senses to decline, and it can hardly hear anything useful.

Yu Zhuo did not easily reveal himself. He lay on the big bed and slowly waited for the time to pass until he heard the sound of a car engine below. Only then did he get up and sit up.

The visitors who came downstairs have already left.

Yu Zhuo stood up, opened the door and went downstairs. He saw Yu Xiangwan sitting alone on the edge of the sofa. He seemed to be thinking about something, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was cold and serious.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Yu Zhuo rubbed his eyes, as if he had just woken up.

Yu Xiangwan looked up at Yu Zhuo, his lips moved, and after a moment he finally spoke: "The late king has awakened."

Yu Zhuo paused upon hearing this: "What?"

“Nobody expected this.” Yu Xiangwan sneered. “Wang said he would hold a resurrection ceremony for him and force him to be matched with a partner so that he could wake up. But unexpectedly, he woke up on his own last night without any warning.”

"Really?!" Yu Zhuo's Adam's apple bobbed. "How is he doing now?"

"It's still unclear. The chief physician has gone to conduct the tests, but the results are not yet available."

Yu Xiangwan seemed to have vented his anger, and he said, "You didn't see the face of our current king this morning. It was a mix of blue and purple, and he could barely speak."

He had originally intended to hold a ghost marriage for Zhou Yanshu to humiliate the late king's dignity. Unexpectedly, just as the materials were prepared, Zhou Yanshu actually came back to life and fully awoke.

Yu Zhuo's tense nerves relaxed instantly upon hearing the news. Before he could even feel happy, Yu Xiangwan continued, "However, this is probably not good news for you."

Yu Zhuo asked, puzzled, "Why?"