SEC Chapter 363 System: The Host Has Already Had Happiness and No Longer Needs Me
Chapter 363 System: The Host Has Already Had Happiness and No Longer Needs Me
"I'm not in the mood to deal with him right now."
Lin Zhou waved his hand impatiently, turned around, and tiptoed back to the empty terrace.
The night breeze grew cooler.
He leaned against the white marble railing, his eyes closed, his mind locked on the constantly beeping unbinding program deep within his head.
The progress bar, like a cold hourglass, relentlessly reached fifty percent.
The initial violent and restless resistance turned into a bittersweet sense of bewilderment upon seeing the frantically increasing defense index and trust funds.
The red light spot in my mind suddenly spread slightly.
The jarring beeping sound from the unbinding process stopped abruptly without warning.
The system seemed to have sensed the deepest, most genuine, and even somewhat helpless, worry and panic in Lin Zhou's heart.
For the first time ever, it shed its previous stiff and cold electronic feel.
Instead, it was replaced by an unprecedented, gentle, and humane tone with a faint smile.
[This causal device never intended to strip you of what you gained, Lin Zhou.]
A peaceful voice gently rippled through his mind, like an old friend he hadn't seen in years offering him a cigarette on a bench.
The energy upgrade you just received is the last long-term micro-patch that this system can leave for you.
[With Anno Island and the Lin Family Trust, your family can rest easy in any era.]
Lin Zhou was slightly taken aback, then leaned against the pillar with a self-deprecating smile.
"Then what's the meaning of your rush to leave?"
He snorted irritably in his mind and casually crushed the unlit cigarette into crumbs.
"You always complained that I scolded you too harshly, so you didn't even give me a chance to discuss it and just planned to abandon me and let me fend for myself?"
Of course not.
The system's voice carried a sense of detachment and acceptance, as if it had seen through the illusions of the world.
[Have you thought this system has been forcing you to become a ruthless financial tycoon over the past decade?]
No, I'm just guiding you, helping you find your own anchor in this cold, indifferent world.
From the moment you saved Su Qingge on that rainy night, to the first time you held Nuonuo in your arms, and then to An'an pressing the first note on the piano keys.
You have completely fulfilled the fundamental meaning of my existence.
It paused.
The scarlet unbinding interface began to fade slowly, dispersing back into a warm, non-aggressive white light.
[Host, you now possess the ultimate happiness in all of humanity.]
You have a loving partner to share your life with, and children for whom you're willing to be a cook.
You have transformed from that ruthless financial tyrant into a true father and a husband with flesh and blood.
You no longer need me.
As Lin Zhou listened to the narration in his mind, word by word, he felt as if his throat was stuffed with a wad of water-soaked cotton, making him feel suffocated.
He always thought he was risking his life to complete a mission and fighting the whole world.
But I only suddenly understood it today.
This old guy who had been silently present in his mind for ten years was actually just a guide who had been watching him grow up.
With those seemingly nonsensical commands, it helped him piece together his shattered pride and almost chilled heart amidst the everyday life.
Now that he is truly invincible and has a happy family, it is time for him to retire gracefully.
"Commander, actually you're pretty good in most aspects, except for the fact that the punishments for missions are a bit harsh."
Lin Zhou pursed his slightly chapped lips and muttered something somewhat awkwardly.
"Why don't you stay a few more years? When An'an starts kindergarten, you can teach me how to outwit those even more difficult kindergarten teachers."
[This system has no precedent for contract renewal, host.]
The system's tone now carried a rare hint of teasing.
[Furthermore, I don't want to be verbally abused by you in my mind every day anymore.]
The cause and effect have been established; my energy should return to its rightful place deep within the starry sea.
The data stream collapsed at a sudden and rapid pace.
The progress bar jumped from 50% to 95% in an instant.
The soft white light began to transform into countless tiny specks of light at Lin Zhou's fingertips and between his brows.
That was a farewell ceremony belonging to high-dimensional technology or some kind of causal sequence.
Lin Zhou felt that the absolute sense of security that had accompanied him through countless days and nights and had always alerted him in advance whenever he was about to be assassinated was being peeled away from his soul inch by inch.
He did not stop him.
Because he knew that some partings, just like when he left the capital years ago, were the price that had to be paid to start a new chapter.
Finally, as your long-time partner, I'd like to offer you a personal piece of advice.
The system's voice grew weaker and weaker, seemingly about to dissipate into the sea breeze.
And in the last second before it completely dimmed.
That usually stiff, mechanical voice comically uttered a final, human-filled rant.
From now on, you'll have to take good care of those two little devils yourself.
[If they keep messing around like this, the database in this system will soon be burned out by Lin Nuonuo's obsession with spicy strips.]
Ding.
A faint, crisp electronic sound reverberated in Lin Zhou's mind one last time.
Then.
pitch black.
That massive golden panel that had existed for ten years, that system that had issued countless god-level missions.
In that instant.
It was completely dark, without the slightest fluctuation.
Lin Zhou stood there somewhat absentmindedly, the sea breeze making his bathrobe flutter loudly.
He frantically called out twice in his mind, but nothing happened except for a silent brainwave response.
That sense of fulfillment, as if I had an invisible bodyguard always by my side, has completely disappeared.
He stretched out his hand.
Looking at my somewhat rough palms under the moonlight.
Without the system, he seemed to have returned to being an ordinary person.
But when he looked up at the faint warm light shining in the bedroom, the fear he felt from being untied was instantly replaced by a more real and composed sense of confidence.
He still has a family.
"Old Chen, Old Chen?"
Lin Zhou, feeling a little unaccustomed to it, shouted twice into his headset.
"Young master, this old servant is here. What's wrong?"
Old Chen's voice soon came through the headset, still as respectful and composed as ever.
"It's alright. Did that call with the British Prime Minister end?"
Lin Zhou strode towards the bedroom, his eyes once again revealing the arrogance befitting a superior.
"It's been cut off, young master. But what if Wall Street asks again about the origins of that trillion-dollar dividend fund..."
Old Chen asked in a low voice.
"Tell Li Ming, don't worry about where it came from, it's my New Year's money for those two brats, and he'd better eat it without worry."
Lin Zhou pushed open the door and looked at his wife, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, a relaxed smile appearing on his lips.