Chapter 22

Zhou Liran asked kindly in his mind several times, and the crashed system finally stopped talking.

[Ding ding ding]

is a very mechanical sound, completely different from the cheerful tone when the system usually speaks.

["Sensory stimulation", the imagination space of ultra-real experience is being built. Now buy "Sensory Interaction" for your love partner at a super low price and enjoy a 20% discount. Do you need to buy it? ]

A completely mechanical voice sounded in his mind, and Zhou Liran's eyebrows raised unconsciously, 'System? '

[This is a promotion program set by the main system. It is a bundled sale. It cannot be closed at 33. If the host wants it, it will cost 10 points. Does the host need it? 】

'I do not need it, thank you. '

I understand, this mechanical sound, like the previous sound of achievement points, belongs to the main system, and the system that has been following him now and being bullied by him belongs to the sub-system living in parallel time and space. We can only wait until he dies. You can leave only by dividing the system. Some programs that have been bound to the main system for a long time cannot be interfered by the subsystem at all, but other than that, the subsystem has absolute autonomy.

[Host, 33 can hear it. ]

'Sorry, I thought you were used to me thinking this way. You wouldn't be angry with me, would you? '

[Although the love objects bound to the host are all non-living things, it is difficult to have a chance to become a real great lover, but what the host said to 33 has the flavor of a great love talk, which is enough to show that the host has the talent to become a great lover. ! Host, if you want, 33 will do its best to help you. The points mall is open to you all year round and will give you a discount...]

Zhou Liran stretched out his hand to press the throbbing veins on his forehead, interrupting System 33's words, "Your system construction imagination Is space so slow? '

[Host, great lover...]

'Since you can read everything about my past, don't you know what we usually call the great lover you call? '

[After the three-second countdown ends, the host will enter the imagination space]

Zhou Liran clicked his tongue lightly, and he knew that this guy had intercepted him.

[Three]

[Two]

[One]

[I wish the host a happy game! 】

Have a good time? If the scene he described before was really constructed, it was two football champions shooting at him to save the ball. It would be fine if he didn't get bruised and swollen, and he still had a good time. Holy shit?

Zhou Liran usually pays great attention to his own face unless necessary. He will not say any dirty words, and even if he does, he will restrain himself from saying a few words. But now, standing in this imaginary space, the dirty words in his heart are like raindrops. It fell down and hit the pink lawn.

Yes, pink.

Zhou Liran has never seen him with a pink lawn in this life or in his previous life!

There is a pink lawn, a bright red goal pole, and stick figures wearing hats stand on one left and one right in front of the goal. A piece of pink silk hangs under the hat, and two names are written on the left and right: Pele and Maradora.

Zhou Liran:...

Damn it, I＊@#￥%&＊＊! This is bullshit＊&%......￥! Garbage system!

His eyes moved to the left, and then he discovered with some despair that there was an oversized princess bed outside the goal, and on the bed were two footballs tied with red bow ribbons...

Oh, by the way, the footballs are also pink. .

Wow, this is really... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

As expected, people can't be too greedy. Can you still expect that everything can be done according to your own ideas? He has long known that this love system pronounced as "love system" is not a serious system, right? He had already guessed it, hadn't he? This is all normal...ah! hateful! How abominable!

Zhou Liran took a deep breath and kept patting his chest with his hands, hoping to calm down: He has now entered this imaginary space, and he probably won't be able to get out for a while. Damn this imaginary space... calm down. , Calm down Zhou Liran! Don't let anger dominate your brain, calm down...

I don't know how long it took, but the anger that was about to burn Zhou Liran's reason finally came down little by little. Reason finally returned, and he was able to walk there expressionlessly. Princess Zhang picked up two footballs from the bed, then tore off the bows on the footballs, and walked to the goal with the footballs in her arms.

Since the scene he described was "On the court, I was the goalkeeper, and Pele and Maradora took turns shooting." No matter how many "little details" the system added to his imagination, all these scenes were still the same. It was generated based on the blueprint he described before. If the love object he was bound to was not football, then according to the system's program, the two stickmen in front of him would already be taking turns to shoot.

Zhou Liran put the football at the feet of the two stick figures. Sure enough, the two stick figures immediately raised their feet to shoot. However, because Zhou Liran was not standing in front of the goal, the football flew into the net. And when he stood in front of the goal, the football that was in the net just now automatically disappeared and appeared at the feet of the two stick figures.

Then, the two stickmen shot again, and Zhou Liran started to pounce on the ball with a sullen face.

Maybe it's in his imagination, so his face won't hurt after the football hits his face, but even so, he can only save one ball at a time, and the second ball will definitely hit his face and rush into the net. .

Although they are stick figures, they cannot be underestimated when they are given the skills of a ball king. He has never encountered a situation before where a football can hit his face and still spin into the net.

It stands to reason that at this time, he should be a little excited that he can practice like this in the future to make himself grow faster, or a little frustrated by the current bad situation, but... To be honest, he is in the same mood as he has been all year round. The naked face has achieved a high degree of unity. It is no longer a expressionless face, but a huge wave is surging in the heart, but a true face, expressionless, and a heart like an ancient well.

Thirty minutes later,

the imaginary space began to shatter bit by bit like glass, and the mechanical sound of the main system sounded again.

[The time for using Imagination Space has expired. If you want to continue using it, 10 points will be consumed. Do you want to continue using it? 】

'no. '

[The imagination space is closing and will return to the real world in three seconds.]

[Three]

[Two]

[One]

[Wish you a happy life]

The dull mechanical sound disappeared, and the voice of 33 immediately rang in Zhou Liran's mind stand up.

【Host! The main system has just discounted some items in the points mall. Do you want to buy them? 】

'Need not. '

【Host? Zhou

Liran raised his hand and took out his ears, lowered his eyes and looked at the staff member who was massaging his leg muscles.

【Host? 】

33 shouted again, but Zhou Liran ignored him and didn't even tell him to shut up. But he didn't respond, and 33 couldn't talk anymore, so in the end he took the initiative to remain silent and stopped talking.