Defeat the system! Kiss my little monster!

Yu Zhuo stood motionless on the ground. The cold wind that swept through the forest was fierce and ravaged the trees several times, sweeping away the leaves that were already teetering on the branches.

As Yu Zhuo watched the withered yellow leaf fall, he felt that the light emanating from the silver ball was dazzling, exuding coldness and sharpness.

"Do you know what will happen to you?" Yu Zhuo pointed to the cracks on its body. "He Lan's condition is worsening, and this world is gradually collapsing. You can't stop these things."

The silver sphere can mend the sky once, but it can't mend the sky hundreds of times. The phenomenon of cracks in the sky will become more and more frequent later on, and the energy on the silver sphere will obviously not be able to support its later activities.

Nothing is absolute. If I wanted to, I could mend the sky.

The mechanical sound of the silver ball flowed slowly from within the system.

"What about the rules of the world?" Yu Zhuo rolled his eyes. "The rules of the world are above all else."

What kind of rubbish is that?

Silver Ball remained unmoved. After he finished speaking, his tone shifted, and he began to seriously brainwash Yu Zhuo.

For the system, the host is the most important element. The host is above all else.

His host is He Lan.

In other words, He Lan is above all else.

Yu Zhuo: "..."

Perhaps because the silver sphere carries the aura of the main system, Yu Zhuo always finds himself involuntarily associating it with the main system.

He even suspected that the silver sphere was the main system that would come soon, since his dependence on Helan had long exceeded the scope of a normal system.

However, his ideas and beliefs are completely different from, and even contrary to, those of the main system.

"What do you plan to do after that?" Yu Zhuo walked slowly ahead. "You've been in this world for too long. If you keep wasting your time like this, the one above... might come looking for you to settle accounts."

I will leave after He Lan recovers.

Yu Zhuo nodded: "What if it doesn't get better?"

You're so unlucky, you have no words at all.

The silver ball flew into the sky, disdainfully keeping its distance from Yu Zhuo.

I will make him better. He Lan is a pure-blooded dragon; he can live for tens of thousands of years. He's only twenty-seven this year.

Twenty-seven……

Yu Zhuo recalled the dragon skeleton on the desolate planet. Although it had been ravaged by wind and frost, Yu Zhuo was able to determine through careful examination that the dragon skeleton was not old and should be less than fifty years old.

He didn't know what to say for a moment.

The silver ball had completely lost interest in speaking to Yu Zhuo. It floated up to a few hundred meters in the air and disappeared into the sunlight.

"Tsk."

Yu Zhuo withdrew his gaze and continued walking. As he passed a bush, he was startled by a small snake that suddenly darted out from it.

The little snake twisted its body into an arc, its tongue flicking out. It didn't crawl for long before collapsing motionless in the grass.

A strange smell of roasted meat wafted through the air.

Yu Zhuo frowned slightly. He covered his nose and walked closer to see the dark wounds on the snake's body. The flesh there was almost completely burned away, even exposing the spine inside.

They were burned alive.

Yu Zhuo turned to look around. There had been a heavy rain earlier, and the dense forest was damp with raindrops, so there shouldn't have been any fire. Besides, he hadn't smelled any burning flames as he walked along.

Could someone be making a fire inside?

Yu Zhuo followed the dark trail from which the small snake had crawled out and looked into the bushes. He parted the innermost weeds and saw dozens of charred animal skeletons.

No one lit a fire here. Yu Zhuo used tree branches to pry apart the piled-up bones, revealing the ground underneath.

It depicted a dragon totem. The specific details were somewhat unclear, with only the outline of a black dragon in the center and two axe-shaped symbols surrounding it.

Yu Zhu tentatively placed the branch in his hand on top of the totem, and after a few seconds nothing happened.

It seems this totem only works on living things.

Yu Zhuo pondered to himself, all the snakes that had passed through the totem had been burned to death without exception, so this totem must have a great function.

It might even be... created specifically for a particular person.

Yu Zhuo took a picture of the totem shape, intending to take it back for careful study.

Before leaving, Yu Zhuo was still a little worried. He walked a few hundred meters and then turned back, using stones to destroy the patterns on the totem and bury the design inside.

An incomplete totem design might render it ineffective. Yu Zhuo tossed the stone aside, deciding to check on the totem's effect again tomorrow.

The silver ball had long since flown off to who-knows-where. Yu Zhuo went for a stroll along the shore and then casually picked up some seashells and stuffed them into his pocket.

Zhou Yanshu used to like to sunbathe on the rocks by the sea. Yu Zhuo would follow him and collect a lot of seashells every time they went out, then polish them to make small decorations for him.

I don’t know when this habit formed, but now whenever Yu Zhuo goes to the beach, he always picks up some pretty little seashells to bring back with him.

Even without decoration, it can serve as a keepsake.

What are you going to do with these?

The silver ball floated down from the sky at some point, circled around Yu Zhuo, and spoke with a tone full of suspicion.

[Are you giving it away?]

"..." Yu Zhu stuffed all the seashells into his pocket and said, "You want one? I'll pick the one with the best color for you."

"Ha... I don't want your ugly stuff. Tell me, what's the use of them? You spent so much time picking them up on the beach, what a waste of time."

"You have no taste." Yu Zhuo rolled his eyes, held the pure white but iridescent seashell in his palm, and ignored the silver ball. "I'm not giving it to you, I'll keep it for myself."

You're the one with no class; you're just a clown dragon.

Yu Zhuo: "..."

This silver ball's intelligence is questionable. Yu Zhuo remained silent for a moment, but decided not to stoop to his level.

"Where did you run off to? You smell amazing." Yu Zhuo glanced up at him and continued walking. "Did you secretly put on some perfume?"

The silver ball was startled.

[Am I very strong-smelling?]

"A little." Yu Zhuo pinched the tip of his nose. "You can smell it when you get close."

【OK. 】

Silverball immediately set up a program for itself, and in just two or three seconds, it completely removed the fragrance from its body.

"Why did you clean it? Isn't perfume meant for people to smell?"

[Wrong. Perfume is for yourself and the people you love to smell.]

Your breath only pollutes my fragrance.

So crazy.

Yu Zhuo remained silent for a moment, then tossed down the silver ball and walked ahead, saying, "Fine, you can smell it yourself. I'm leaving."

Silver Ball snorted coldly. Seeing Yu Zhuo walk in front of him, he immediately increased his flying speed and directly overtook Yu Zhuo to fly to the front.

Yu Zhuo lifted his eyelids and glanced up, then slowed his pace and slowly walked towards the castle.

*

When Yu Zhuo returned, it was already dark. The castle was deathly silent, but all the lights were on. This forgotten area was sparsely lit; with the stars and moon no longer appearing, the nights here were pitch black.