111's voice was soft, like wind brushing across a lake: "So, even if I have to spend all the points I've saved from working for so many years, I want to go out and accompany you.
It will only get more difficult and dangerous in the future, but I can guarantee that I will get out of your system space as soon as possible."
Luo Qi was so touched that he didn't know what to say. He knew that 111 had always disliked him a little.
Over the years, he had also come to understand 111 a bit, and the main system that 111 spoke of.
111's previous hosts were all elites in their respective fields, and they only needed a short time to complete their missions after transmigrating.
These missions included striving to survive, making up for world loopholes, or becoming overlords, and even more impressively, correcting world lines.
But those individuals had perfectly completed their missions. Only Luo Qi, since his transmigration, had never heard of any mission. Instead, he had enjoyed a wonderful period under 111's protection.
Although 111 often teased him, disliked him, and mocked him, in crucial moments, didn't 111 comfort him wholeheartedly?
Luo Qi felt that his previous thoughts were truly wrong.
How could he have doubted 111's intentions so coldly?
How could he have not cared about 111's mental health?
How could he have deliberately tempted 111 by exposing his body?
It was too much!
Luo Qi reflected on his mistakes with great solemnity, sincerely hoping to seek 111's forgiveness:
"Brother 1, I never expected that I was so important in your eyes. I was immature before. From now on, whatever you need me to do, just say it, as long as I can do it!"
111 was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice had changed slightly. Luo Qi guessed that 111 must also have been moved by their pure and precious master-system affection.
"You are really willing to do anything for me? But you are not even willing to read the mecha books."
Luo Qi's heart ached: "Don't worry, I will definitely study hard! Does studying hard help you get a bionic body?"
111 replied quickly this time: "It does. If I can have a bionic body, I will be very grateful to you!"
Luo Qi was now full of energy, wishing he could memorize all the mecha theory textbooks immediately. "Okay! Besides memorizing books, is there anything else you need me to do?"
111's voice carried a hint of a smile: "There is indeed one thing that requires your help."
Luo Qi immediately nodded: "Tell me, I am willing to help with anything."
As soon as he finished speaking, a document in ornate script appeared before Luo Qi. Luo Qi looked around; even Ye Mu beside him showed no change in expression, indicating that this document could only be seen by him.
Luo Qi unobtrusively looked at the document. It was written in beautiful handwriting with several words: "Consent Form for System Application for Bionic Body."
Luo Qi slowly typed out a "?".
He continued to read. The document contained a total of over a hundred explanations and precautions.
It included the system's application for a bionic body to better assist the host in living in the transmigration world in all aspects.
Luo Qi skimmed through it. The most important point was that no matter when or how urgent the situation, if the system wanted to apply for a body, it must obtain the host's consent.
Luo Qi suddenly felt a strange sensation. He tentatively asked, "Before me, how many hosts have signed this consent form?"
It wasn't strange for him to ask this. The document clearly stated that if the host truly agreed to the system having its own body, the system could essentially act independently of the host.
Such a condition, for hosts whose destinies could not be fully controlled after transmigration, was extremely dangerous.
As expected, as soon as he asked, 111 fell silent again in a peculiar way: "Still... not yet."
Luo Qi: "..."
111 tried to make amends: "You get to be the first one, happy?"
Luo Qi: "..." I'm talking about feelings with you, and you're playing the emotional card with me, right?
He sighed: "What you just said, was it all to trick me into signing?"
He knew it. All that softness and kindness were lies.
111 pursed his lips and shook his head. Realizing Luo Qi couldn't see his movement, he said, "No, I admit I want you to help me sign the consent form, but I am absolutely not lying to you.
If it were up to me alone, with a few more centuries of effort, I could successfully apply for a body myself.
Believe it or not, I genuinely want to help you."
Luo Qi lowered his head and remained silent.
111 felt a little anxious. He really didn't intend to trick Luo Qi. Although he desperately wanted a body, he wouldn't stoop to deceiving such a pure (and naive) little bug cub.
But looking at Luo Qi's reaction now, he was a little unsure.
111 swore that these were the most anxious few seconds of his system career. Fortunately, Luo Qi finally moved.
He flipped his wrist, and a pen appeared in his hand. He turned directly to the last page of the document and signed his name with a flourish.
The document, produced by the main system, took effect upon signing. Luo Qi saw a small red flame ignite from the bottom of the document, burning it completely.
Luo Qi still showed no expression, his head lowered so that 111 couldn't see his face:
"Even if you didn't play the emotional card with me, I would have been willing to sign it, 111. We've spent so much time together, and we'll continue to be together in the future, right?"
111's voice became weak: "Of course, didn't I say it? The first thing I'll do with a body is come out and help you!"
Luo Qi nodded: "Then, do I still need to memorize these books?"
111 thought for a moment: "You still have to memorize them. Be good, Luo Luo, I can't do anything about this."
Luo Qi pouted. Well, it seemed he still had to study.
"Then can you stop mocking me from now on? Although my psychological resilience is very strong, it still hurts when you always mock me."
111 quickly nodded: "If I mock you again, I'll be a puppy!"
Luo Qi was satisfied.
"111, you're actually quite naive too."
111: "???"
Luo Qi's eyes were full of laughter. This feeling of teasing the system and only he knew about it was too easy to cause internal injuries.
"Remember what you said, you won't mock me anymore."
111 was so angry that data particles were spewing from his seven orifices. He played the emotional card with Luo Qi, and Luo Qi played the pitiable card with him, right?
Very well, you little brat.