Chapter 113: The Fate of the Past Hosts
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden task, rewarding a lollipop, and verbally rewarding once, you are better than them, come on!"
No way!
System, you scare me!
Zhou Yu suddenly became excited.
What do you mean I'm better than them?
What is a hidden task?
What is called a verbal reward once, by it!
I don't want to complete this kind of hidden mission of Special Meow!
"System, you tell me, what's going on with the 182 hosts in front of me?" Zhou Yu swallowed, not wanting to hear the result.
But I also want to know some secrets so that I can prepare myself for what to do next.
"Ahem, are you sure the host wants to know?" the system chuckled maliciously.
Let Zhou Yu be another spirit.
Your sister, can you not scare me!
"Sure. Gritting his teeth, Zhou Yu said.
"Ding, the host is going to open the historical data, and the data permission is limited to one time, whether to open it or not. β
"Open!"
Wow!
Zhou Yu only felt that it was dark in front of him, just like a movie theater, and a huge screen appeared in front of him.
In the next moment, Zhou Yu saw a dilapidated thatched house.
A young man who looks like a scholar walks back and forth with a folding fan in his hand.
How did this time feel in ancient times?
Zhou Yu thought in surprise.
The system didn't ignore Zhou Yu and said, "That's right! Huaxia Ming Dynasty, I came from the future, and I was bound to this stupid guy as soon as possible." β
Zhou Yu: "....."
"You.... You... You.. Say... What?"
I saw that the scholar suddenly put away the folding fan, stared at the sky with two eyes, and stammered.
Zhou Yugang wanted to say something, but he was speechless.
"Ben... Ben Gong... Chickens, wind.... Merry... Unrestrained... Dignified. The scholar opened his mouth in surprise, and then continued to stammer: "Just... Only... Soak... Soak... Face... Let's do it!"
"Bubble... Soak... Instant noodles are... What is it?" the scholar continued, "I... I'm talking about... Be.. Soak... Bubble girl, it's not... Instant noodles. β
Zhou Yu was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask the system: "What's the situation, there are instant noodles in the Ming Dynasty!"
"Stupid, I'm good to travel from the future, who knows if this guy is so perverted, well, even if it's a bubble girl, this word is something I never thought of. β
Zhou Yu: "....."
I thought to myself, what I want to see is not whether these are good or not.
It seemed that he heard Zhou Yu's thoughts, and time seemed to suddenly fast forward.
Well, it's only a few sunrises.
The scholar was in the Qinglou, and was carried out by several stores and thrown into a river in the distance.
Zhou Yu: "......"
Swallowing his saliva, Zhou Yu didn't dare to speak, because the screen had changed again.
Because of the dialogue on the screen, only the voice of the host himself can be heard, but not the system sound, and Zhou Yu is also speechless.
In the picture, time is still in the Ming Dynasty.
In the cottage, a big man with a long beard suddenly became excited, and then he laughed.
"Hahaha, the sky does not live up to me, fate! You are too good to me, I must step on this country, I want this world, hahahaha!"
Poof! The strong man spat blood.
And then to the ground.
Damn, can you stop being scary, why are you still happy to death.
Zhou Yu angrily wanted to arrest the strong man and hang him, and then whip the corpse.
However, those are just some pictures.
Zhou Yu continued to look down.
The third term, because he did not complete the task, was bombarded by five thunders and turned into scum.
Fourth, the task is to go out and turn left to tease the girl. As a result, this host was stupid and naΓ―ve, and he wanted to come hard, uh, he didn't fight, and he was killed.
.....
.....
The eightieth, the time has come to the era of the Republic of China, and the task is to go abroad to pretend to be forced, well, rape a beautiful woman on a boat, and be caught by a boatload of people and thrown into the sea.
The eighty-first term, TM was scared crazy when he got the system.
Clause....
Zhou Yu watched the screen change, and there was already sweat flowing down his head.
I don't know if it's a cold sweat or a cold sweat.
Zhou Yu only felt that the whole person had a sense of prostration.
Anyway, anyway.
What historical data tells him is that none of the people who get the system will end well.
I......
Zhou Yu only felt that his protagonist's life was too bitter.
Moreover, he now seriously doubts, is this really the protagonist's life?
Look at those predecessors and martyrs, they all seem to be the protagonists' lives!
But what about the result... As a result, those who are either scared to death or die laughing, are either beaten to death or go crazy.
"Don't look at it, don't look at it, it's scary. Zhou Yu shuddered for a moment and hurriedly said.
The system said unconcernedly: "Don't be so excited, in fact, not everyone dies early." β
Nonsense, is there a difference between dying early and dying late?
It's not all dead!
In his heart, he hurriedly wanted to shut down the system, but the system said unhurriedly: "I suggest that the host check the previous host, because the historical data can only be opened once." If you miss it, you won't stand a chance. β
The system's reminder is goodwill, Zhou Yu thought about it, most of them were not much off, and the result was one word, death!
The previous host, since the system deliberately named it, it was naturally no problem to take a look.
Picture transformation has become modern time.
Time shows that 2018 is a full hundred years from now.
A hundred years ago, in the dormitory of a school in Huaxia, a young man was holding a shabby notebook and tapping on the keyboard.
If you look closely, you can see that you are writing a book.
But when the picture given by the system is put after the results of this person's book.
Zhou Yu suddenly became excited.
Two million words, 200 favorites, 2,000 clicks.
I said dude, are you kidding?
Or was it that era, when no one read novels?
Zhou Yu was eager to say hello.
Ask the young man, are you a monkey invited to tease? The grades are so bad, but you still haven't stopped preparing to write a book.
Eunuch! Is that impossible?
I saw that the young man, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, clicked on his book, voted for himself two recommendation votes, and then muttered to himself and lay on the bed.
Then, he sat up abruptly and shouted, "Damn, it's really fake." β
This voice directly caused several people in the dormitory to stare at him.
The man just smiled and walked out of the bedroom door.
Everything that follows looks normal.
Well, it looks at least a lot more normal than the others.
Perhaps because there were already many systematic flow novels in that era, as an author, his acceptance was also high.
Therefore, in the next picture, the person continues to grow himself through the system, and he wants to be windy and rainy, and it seems that he really has a feeling of walking to the pinnacle of life and marrying Bai Fumei.
But, just when he was in his fifties.
Suddenly, it was gone.
Yes, it disappeared from the screen.
In other words, he disappeared into his time.
"Damn, what's the situation?" Zhou Yu couldn't help but exclaim.
The picture is gone, and I still see my room in front of me. It doesn't look like the slightest change has changed.
But the picture in my head is still difficult to dissipate, and the last host is gone.
He walked on the road and disappeared.
"System, tell me, what's going on?"
Zhou Yu was indeed a little afraid.
Worse than death.
You're dead, at least there's a corpse!
But what's the deal with disappearing?
Out of one's wits?