Chapter 144: Loss

Fan Bei spent another half a month or so on his research, and in the blink of an eye, it was the warm April of the year 36.

The spring was bright and sunny, and the evil spirits had retreated, making it hard to believe that the days when Earth was once shoved into the deepest and darkest abyss were now gone forever.

Having finished his experiment, he emerged from the realm of quality and returned to the sunlit poplar grove.

Looking at the warm sunshine around him, even though he had always been a very low-key person, he could not help feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

All of this had happened in less than a year since he became a system creator.

He was a god!

He was the mastermind behind the path of reversal!

The system represented hope, the ultimate solution to reverse despair!

Unconsciously, his mindset began to change, growing more confident and powerful.

Just then, the murmurs that had occasionally echoed in his ears before surfaced once again while his emotions were running high.

This time, he understood clearly what the voice was saying.

"Supreme lord of the nine heavens and ten earths, please unleash your wrath and destroy this dark and twisted world, destroy it..."

"Destroy it... Take my body with you, and I shall sacrifice everything I have to you."

Having lived two lifetimes, he had seen many people who struggled through every possible means just to survive, and he had also seen a few who desperately sought death.

However, he had truly never seen anyone who desperately wanted to drag the entire world down to hell with them, wishing for the destruction of the world. Perhaps it was because the people in this world were all materialists...

Still, since that was the case, he would reluctantly accept their wish. As for whether or not to grant it, that was another story.

Following the direction of the voice, he closed his eyes and, drawing upon his previous research achievements, projected his spiritual consciousness into the realm of quality, tracing back the coordinates where the voice had projected into this realm.

He saw it...

A speck of dim green light flickered at a corner on the edge of Earth, that isolated island of quality.

If his cultivation had not advanced further, coupled with the evolution of *Father of Systems*, he would never have been able to discover this speck of light.

Only then did he truly understand how much technical expertise was hidden within Xiao Bai's seemingly casual confession.

Only those who had actually conducted research could appreciate the hardships and struggles of their predecessors.

His spiritual power had to be strong enough to sweep across the entire isolated island of Earth, and delicate enough to perceive such faint sounds.

Fan Bei had started cultivating at the beginning of July and continued until April, spanning nearly ten months. Utilizing the methods of *Father of Systems*, he had refined his spiritual power to an extremely pure state, reaching the Golden Tier.

He then relied on the technique he had stolen a glimpse of, *The Heavenly Monarch's Jade Control Art*, to practice the manipulation of his spiritual power to an extremely microscopic level, barely enabling him to accomplish this within the small pond of Earth.

Just imagine, how powerful must the entity that had exiled that estate owner to Earth be in order to be able to listen to the sounds of Earth?

Filled with such awe, he turned his focus toward this green light, preparing to project a sharp sword into the other party's world.

As for the new systems, he still had two slots left and did not plan to waste them, as these slots were extremely precious.

Who knew when the next upgrade of *Father of Systems* would arrive.

He needed to make full use of his current four systems as much as possible.

The butler system had already been designated as the Lord of Earth.

The good guy system had entered the planet of swindlers, holding broad prospects.

The heavenly hound system stayed by his side as a bodyguard, offering the utmost security.

This fourth sword system also had to be properly arranged.

The projection project lasted for a full month before Fan Bei figured out the beginning and the end, and now he was ready to deploy the sword system.

Coincidentally, the warning messages coming from the system logs were no longer just one or two.

They were along the lines of: "The host's distrust of the sword system has increased, showing a strong tendency to break away..."

Fan Bei scoffed inwardly at this. People were just like that; they never cherished things they obtained too easily.

Let this fellow regret it once he lost the sword.

Throughout the entire process, it was considered an equal transaction between the two parties, with neither owing the other anything.

Although the critical victory was won thanks to this fat man, the other party had also used this opportunity to shake off a fatal threat and remove the permanent gloom hanging over his head.

Compared to what Fan Bei had invested, his return was even greater.

It was just that he could have obtained far greater returns, far exceeding this, much like Lang Sheng. Yet, due to his own personality, he was destined to let it slip through his fingers.

In the boundless worlds, there were no-one knew how many fellows waiting for a system to possess them, and Fan Bei simply did not have the time to entangle himself with a guy who was suspicious day in and day out.

Today, as the projection project reached its final stage, Fan Bei decided to let the sword system break away.

This was his first time letting a system proactively detach from its host, and he wanted to see what would happen.

Nanling Chamber of Commerce.

Young Master Hou, who had been jolted awake by the miraculous encounter of a meteorite falling from the sky, was undoubtedly the biggest news of the month.

He had completely reversed his routine, putting on a brilliant show of a fool making a comeback, becoming exceptionally shrewd and remarkably astute at reading people.

However, Young Master Hou still had his own troubles.

One was the sword of justice that might backlash against him at any moment, and the other was Jue Jue, who had entered the bridal chamber with him but firmly insisted on not consummating their marriage.

Whenever he wanted to resort to some schemes, he would be stopped by the sword, which told him that this was not something an upright gentleman would do.

He sneered inwardly at this. So calling upon justice to discipline me every day is something an upright gentleman would do?

"Jue Jue, I've become smart now. Do you still not want to be with me?" the fat Young Master Hou tried to persuade her earnestly.

"I'm sorry, Young Master, the image of you in my heart has already solidified. When I agreed to bow in marriage with you before, I only treated it as playing house like we did when we were kids, and I didn't truly agree to it. I already have someone else in my heart," Jue Jue, the pretty and sassy young girl from the southern region, said with utter seriousness.

"Who on earth is that person? Could he possibly be better than me?" Young Master Hou asked with extreme displeasure.

"He is handsome and dashing, one meter eighty-three tall, physically robust, upright in character, very hardworking, fair in his dealings, and everyone around him respects him. Moreover, although he comes from a prominent background, he never bullies others with his power. He treats everyone gently and fairly, yet he possesses an unyielding stubbornness deep down..." Jue Jue said, cupping her hands over her chest with a dreamy expression.

"Damn it, such a person doesn't exist! You must have been bewitched by some pretty boys!" Young Master Hou slandered.

"How could he not exist? His name is Lin Zhongshi. I saw him two months ago," Jue Jue said, a blush spreading across her cheeks, completely acting like someone deeply in love. "At that time, he was sent to our chamber of commerce to discuss some matters on orders, and I saw him while following your mother, the former president."

"Damn it! I've been with you for nineteen years, and such a long affection of ours can't even compare to a pretty boy you've only known for two months!" Young Master Hou flew into a rage.

He originally had hatched a dozen treacherous schemes to get rid of the guy, but as soon as he heard his name, he immediately dismissed ten of them.

This fellow was somewhat too dangerous to provoke.

"That's right, you've spent more time with me, but people always say that childhood sweethearts can't compare to someone who drops out of the blue; besides, the impressions you left me with before were all negative favorability ratings... I really can't be blamed for this," Jue Jue said resolutely. "Now that Young Master has also become smart, you have a vast fortune and are the president of a great chamber of commerce. There are plenty of pretty women throwing themselves at you, so you won't need me to take care of you anymore. I'm going to pack up right now and go find my Brother Stone. He's all alone out there, and surely has no one to look after him..."

"Holy crap," the fat man vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. Restricted by the deterrent power of the sword, he could only watch helplessly as the girl happily packed her little bundle.

An hour later, he watched from the window as Jue Jue pushed open the door of the villa and strode away.

It was only at this moment that he realized he had truly lost her.

However, he did not know that he was about to lose even more...

"It seems I must leave as well. Your thoughts just now were vicious, and too many ugly notions surfaced; it really became too much for me to bear. Correcting your worldview seems quite impossible. Since you've always worried that I harbored ulterior motives toward you, it's best we part ways completely."

After saying these words, the sword that had been by his side turned around and flew out of the window.

Fatty Hou felt as though a most vital piece had suddenly been ripped from his soul, and a profound emptiness originating deep within his bones overtook his entire being.

This emptiness was even harder for him to bear than Jue Jue's departure just moments ago.

Because with the former, he always felt there was a way to win her back—even if she married someone else, he could make them divorce; whereas with the latter, looking at the receding figure of the sword, he had a lingering feeling that it could never be won back again...

Damn it, everyone is leaving me!

Did you think I wanted to play the fool? If I hadn't done that, how could I have survived until now?

I am not at fault. The ones at fault are you people; none of you were ever sincere with me!

Sooner or later, there will come a day when I will make sure no one in this world can ever betray me again!

"Lin Zhongshi, let's start with you!" Fatty Hou said fiercely. "Now that the sword that held me back is gone, no one can stop me from doing what I want to do anymore!"