My Immoral Detective System

While Zion was unconscious, the 'unreliable system' that was supposed to stay in the host's consciousness glanced at the host for a brief second before jumping out of the body. Since a heavenly being created the system's furry form, no mortal could see him. So after getting out of Zion's mind, he closed his eyes and uttered some words in another language before his body vanished.

This was the first time he was leaving this mortal world to enter the heavens. 007 had thought that he wouldn't get the opportunity anytime soon to go there, but who knew that this chance would come crawling at his door?​​

The system's furry little body reached the heavenly planet in the blink of an eye. As soon as he looked around, he found himself in a familiar yet unfamiliar environment. Butterflies flew from one flower to another that bloomed and shone brightly. There was no sun. Instead, everything in this place sparkled that generated light. Birds chirped and flew happily from one branch to another. Some of them were even tapping each other's beaks which looked more like they had been kissing.

This planet was his birthplace, and he had seen this when he was still a younger system under high maintenance. But now, after he had matured and gone off to his mission, he felt a hint of nostalgia in his heart.

He sighed and covered up his emotions with an expressionless face before he averted his eyes. His tiny body flew toward a palace made of gold and diamonds to his right. Above the main gate, a sentence was carved in bold letters: The master of technology.

It seemed as if he knew exactly where he should go. So without bothering to ask any guards present at the gate or the servants watering the plants in the garden, he flew toward the main door and entered the corridor.

As his body flew past them all, some of the residents in the palace recognized him. A few of them were either servants or disciples wandering around the palace rooms. They gasped in surprise and said, "007? Weren't you on a mission?"

If it were any typical day, he would have replied with a joke, but when he remembered his host's limp figure that seemed to be on the verge of dying, he gritted his teeth and went flying past them all deeper into the corridor. The disciples exchanged a glance. "What happened to him?"

"He probably went mad on his first mission."

The disciple snickered and walked further away.

At this time, 007 finally reached his destination. When he encountered a closed door at the end of the corridor, he closed his eyes and uttered a spell before his body flashed right past the obstacle in front of his eyes.

Right after entering the room, his body covered with all kinds of fur collided with a palm that was as big as his small form. He groaned at the impact and flew back before he fixed his appearance.

In front of his eyes, he could see a person wearing similar clothes as him while looking at him coldly. 007's eyes lit up at that. "Master!"

"What the heck are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with Zion?"

"I used a summoning spell. I don't have much time, but I felt like I should report something."

The 'master' didn't say anything else but squinted his eyes at the system standing before him. A moment later, he gestured to the system to explain, who parted his lips and said, "I think there's something wrong with that world."

"Really?" The 'master' looked unperturbed as if he had expected these words to come out of the system's mouth, but sadly, the naive 007 didn't notice this and went on babbling.

"Yes!" A trace of worry flashed in the system's eyes. "When I had searched for the first case, I had thought this was easy because of the information I had received from the server. Based on that only I chose the number of points the host would gain after finishing up the case successfully.

"But after actually facing it all, I feel like it's not that simple. If it were normal, Zion would have solved this case already with plenty of evidence, but it seems as if someone had found out about me. Otherwise, how could they send an assassin and even warn him that my host could receive power all of a sudden? I don't know what the heck is going on, so I couldn't help myself and-"

"Okay, okay. Calm down first." The bigger Methu man, covered with furry clothes of all colors and kinds, frowned. "You say Zion's secret has been discovered? How?"

"I don't know!" The system wailed. "I have always been careful! It's impossible for a mortal to know about heavenly missions! Is there any other system out there in that world that's been messing with my plans?!"

The man didn't say anything as his brows furrowed. After thinking for a moment, he sighed and said, "Go back for now. Even though Zion had created a pit for me by asking you to broadcast that message, which you dutifully did…." The man glared at the system, who averted his eyes in guilt. "I still don't care about that anymore. I don't hold any grudges against a mortal who was supposed to die and reincarnate peacefully. Give me a few days until I search where the problem lies dormant."

007 didn't have any choice but to look at his master pitifully. "Can't we at least do anything to save him?"

The man had a look of helplessness in his eyes as he glanced at the system before patting the little one's head with his finger. "It's impossible. You know we can't break a rule for mortals. The presence of a system in the mortal world alone is a heaven-defying aspect, but we have to do that in case of emergencies. Nevertheless, we can't do anything but watch. But don't worry about that brat Zion. This kind of person who would fall many times knew how to pick themselves up time and again. So he will be fine."

007 nodded and said, "Then…..What about points?" There were two reasons why 007 was asking about this. He didn't want to do injustice to his host, and secondly, he also wanted to earn extra commission through it. The more points his host would get, the higher his commission will be. So why would he not ask for extra points, considering how complicated the case was?!

Of course, the original points were also chosen by him, but he had merely sent them to Methu man and the latter's team for a review. Only after passing this review could he give those points to Zion. But if the system wanted to change the number of points his host would get, he would have to go through a lengthy process and wait for a long time before finalizing the points. This aspect might take more than a few weeks!

So why should 007 even strive to follow the same path when he could get results just by taking a shortcut?

The man sighed before glaring at the system. "You're a greedy little thing, aren't you?"

"Of course! I was designed after your image, after all!"

The man nearly spat the blood, but he couldn't refute it. It seemed as if 007 had learned a few things from that brat Zion. The man took a deep breath and said, "Fine. I'll ask my people to increase the points."