I Really Don't Want to Be the Protagonist

"All right, all right, I won't bury you anymore, it's my fault!"

The system's tone was lonely, as if Shi Qinghai was like an old man who pulled up his pants and didn't recognize anyone.

Shi Qinghai was speechless in his heart, but he didn't want to spend the next days in such a vague way.

The system, to me, is too mysterious.

She is almost [-]% in control of herself.

Shi Qinghai felt that as long as the system wanted to, she could even kill herself!

Taking a few deep breaths, Shi Qinghai cleared up the thoughts in his mind, and said slowly: "I have a few things to answer, you must answer me seriously, otherwise I will no longer be an enemy of Qin Feng, and I will just eat and drink, etc. die!"

Shi Qinghai clenched his fists, and said fiercely: "If you provoke me, I'll commit suicide for you! Let you scrap it immediately!"

Limit one for one, this is the last way Shi Qinghai can think of.

"Okay... you can tell." The system said helplessly.

"First, why did I come back to this world?"

Shi Qinghai was silent for two seconds, and asked his biggest question!

This is indeed another parallel world, except that the timeline is earlier, it is almost exactly the same as the world before him, generally the same.

Why did he travel through time, there are so many people on the earth, why did he choose himself?

The system gave her answer.

"Using the name of the host's civilization, in the universe, when all life is first born, its fate is almost predetermined. It seems that there are many accidents, but they are only arranged by fate in advance."

"But it's not so stereotyped. Different planets, billions of lives, there will always be one or two different people."

"Their fate cannot be chosen or determined. Such a person may not be the so-called 'protagonist' in the title of the host, nor is it a powerful 'son of the plane', but such a person has infinite possibilities."

"Host, you are such a person."

Shi Qinghai felt his throat was a little hoarse: "Then why did I have to travel here, what is the meaning of my existence, the meaning of time travel?"

The system remained silent. After almost half a minute of silence, the system said: "This is beyond the system's program operation, and the system cannot give an accurate answer."

"But what is certain is that because of the oppression of the world line, Qin Feng, the soldier king, will definitely become an enemy of the host in the end."

Hearing the system's answer, Shi Qinghai's dark eyes were like pools of bottomless pools, motionless.

With a light force on his hand, the mug in his hand was crushed into pieces, completely shattered.

Shi Qinghai's grasp of power has gone beyond the limits of ordinary people.

This is the power given to him by the system.

So where does this power come from?

Shi Qinghai no longer had such a relaxed attitude before.

"Then how can I be sure that you won't hurt me?"

In the final analysis, this is the question that Shi Qinghai is most worried about.

Because the origin of the system is too mysterious, and there is no accurate explanation at all, Shi Qinghai, who is afraid of death, is really afraid that the system will kill him after he has exhausted all his efforts.

The system said two sentences.

Two sentences that Shi Qinghai will never forget.

"The system and the host are symbiotic, and the system will never harm the host."

"The host has only one way at this time, and has no choice."

Chapter 35 Firefly

After a short exchange, Shi Qinghai finally accepted the fact that the system will coexist with him and can observe all his actions from beginning to end.

Although Shi Qinghai is always very awkward whenever he thinks like this, but Shi Qinghai has been hinting that he has to adapt to this environment.

Because, there is no other choice.

Afterwards, Shi Qinghai felt the onset of sleepiness.

According to the explanation given by the system, this is due to the sequelae left by learning martial arts for the first time, and the body needs a period of sleep to rest and adjust.

Shi Qinghai didn't suspect anything else, so he returned to the bed where he played with dragons and phoenixes just now, turned down the temperature of the central air conditioner, and took a short rest.

The sleep this time was not as fleeting as before.

Shi Qinghai had a rare dream.

In his dream, Shi Qinghai came to the roof of the hut where he passed through the former residence. Above the roof was the dark sky, and the white shirt that he forgot to put away was hanging on the clothesline, wandering quietly in the evening wind like a snake's shedding skin.

Shi Qinghai was stunned, why did he come to this place again?

Just habitually wanted to sit down and lean against the railing, but the abnormal movement of his hand caught Shi Qinghai's attention.

It turned out that there was always a little firefly on my arm.

The firefly flickers with a faint light, and its existence can only be seen in this dark night. Maybe it is dying and does not know where it is.

Why are you here?