The True Young Master's Metaphysical Road to Fame in Showbiz Ch. 54

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Its mechanical voice trembled with sheer panic. "H-h-host! H-how did you find my true form?! That's not possible! It's impossible!!"

Chi Qingzhou let out a casual "Oh," his tone as innocent as ever. "Because your emotions fluctuate too much. Every time you get too worked up, you separate from my soul. You seriously didn't know?"

The system froze.

Chi Qingzhou, curious, pinched a small tuft of the light ball and gave it a firm tug.

The system shrieked in agony, shuddering violently.

"H-HOST! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?!"

Chi Qingzhou flashed an innocent smile, his expression perfectly well-behaved. "Nothing, really. I'm just a little curious about how you're built. Thought I'd take a closer look."

Originally, he didn't have any friends of this kind. Whenever he studied the system, he was always extra gentle, never disturbing it.

But now...

Now, he was genuinely curious about what exactly the system was—how could something be this weird at its core?

Dumb. And because it was dumb, it had somehow become twelve times more malicious.

Chi Qingzhou smiled as he leaned against Xing Shuangzhan's embrace, gripping the system in both hands—then yanked it apart with force.

The dim orb of light instantly split in half, revealing a colorless energy core hidden in the very center.

A shrill, agonized wail burst from the system as its body trembled violently, now torn in two.

It wasn't a purely living entity, so even if it got ripped apart, it wouldn't die immediately.

It also didn't have human pain receptors, so technically, it couldn't feel pain.

But it could feel suffering. It could feel fear.

16954 could sense itself being taken apart, piece by piece.

Its stored data was being disturbed, triggering an uncontrollable flood of memories—memories of being sent to the recycling workshop for reconstruction.

That place was suffocating.

The entire space was painted black, filled with lasers, flames, and corrosive acid in every corner.

Systems that were sent in got disassembled and reassembled, over and over.

Data could no longer flow properly between modules. Programs crashed repeatedly. Fear was burned into every line of code, lurking in the background at all times.

It was like a human, caught in that terrifying limbo between life and death, watching helplessly as they were torn apart—only to be stitched back together again.

16954 wailed endlessly, lost in a daze. It didn't know how long it lasted, but at some point, that horrifying sensation of being ripped apart finally stopped.

It felt like it had died once already, barely surviving, still unable to snap out of it.

Chi Qingzhou turned the glowing ball over in his hands, then glanced up at Xing Shuangzhan, sounding a little apologetic. "I think my craftsmanship isn't very good? After putting it back together, the outer shell looks kinda bumpy."

Xing Shuangzhan brushed a few strands of hair away from his forehead, pulling him fully into his arms. Pressing his cheek against Chi Qingzhou's, he reassured him calmly, "No, you did a very meticulous job."

The system twitched violently.

It finally realized—it hadn't been destroyed.

It stammered a bit, completely in disbelief.

It had thought Chi Qingzhou would erase its consciousness entirely. But he actually let it go?

Tentatively, the system stretched out a data-formed appendage to touch the top of its core.

There, sitting on it, was a big red flower—crafted entirely from Chi Qingzhou's yin energy.

Hope flickered in the system's core.

Could it be? Was the host planning to stay friends with it? Was that why he hadn't gone for a full wipe?

Chi Qingzhou watched its little movements, smiling sweetly. "No need to bother. You won't be able to pull it off."

System: "Huh??"

A beat later, it suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Frantically, it ran a self-diagnosis. A few seconds later, another miserable wail erupted.

Its connection to headquarters had been completely severed!

The system was on the verge of a breakdown. "Chi Qingzhou! What did you do?!"

Chi Qingzhou let out a thoughtful hum. "Your structure is really interesting. A shell made from technology, but inside... a type of energy I've never seen before. Are you really a product of technology?"

The system went dead silent.

It didn't dare to answer.

Chi Qingzhou: "I saw that you secretly assigned me the 'Face-Slapping Actor Song' mission a week ago."

He paused for a second, then asked, "Actor Song looked pretty scared and miserable yesterday. Does that mean I completed the mission?"

System: "Uh... um..."

Chi Qingzhou: "No?"

The system shuddered violently and hurriedly answered, "Yes, yes, yes!!"

Chi Qingzhou nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he asked, "I also saw that mission rewards include two options. Do I get both at once?"

The system muttered in a small voice, "No... You can only pick one per mission."

Chi Qingzhou stared at it in silence.

The system's voice wavered, nearly crying. "I-I really can't! My core programming only allows one choice. If you force me to select both, I'll overheat and burn out!"

Chi Qingzhou said nothing.

The system immediately started trembling again.

The quieter Chi Qingzhou got, the more scared the system became.

But it had no way to disobey its core directive. Anxiously, it spun in a circle before gritting its teeth and saying, "How about this—you pick the first reward, and every time you take on a mission, I'll secretly tell you which ones are related to X-Xing, uh, Mr. Xing."

Chi Qingzhou let out an "oh" and carefully examined the rewards listed by the system.

The first reward was that within a certain period after the task was confirmed as complete, the host's biological parents, adoptive parents, eldest brother, adoptive younger brother, or Chi Qingning's friends and admirers would randomly have a streak of bad luck. They would get stuck in a situation they couldn't escape from on their own and would need a 'benefactor' to help them break free from their misfortune.

The second reward was a clue related to a capturable target. Since Chi Qingzhou and Xing Shuangzhan had a symbiotic contract, the system automatically locked the target onto Xing Shuangzhan, shifting the clue toward healing his injuries.

Chi Qingzhou raised an eyebrow. "This first reward... doesn't really match the strategy style you mentioned before, huh?"

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