What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

First Meeting

When Lin Zhuo was found by System 0617, he was lying on a recliner made of green vines.

He was originally a cannon fodder in a small world. Suddenly one day, he awakened his consciousness. Before he could figure it out carefully, he was forced to leave his original world and drift in various small worlds. Before the system found him, he didn't know how many worlds he had experienced, but he knew that he seemed to be a cannon fodder in all the worlds. Not knowing the plot, not knowing what to do, he lived cautiously in every world and reduced the chances of contact with others, for fear that he would die in the small world.

He also didn't know when he would travel to the next world. Maybe he would take a nap or turn at an intersection, so he kept learning in every world to prepare for the future in advance.

Until 0617 found him in this world of cultivation . Maybe because it was a world of cultivation, he had stayed in this world for a long time. Now he was halfway to ascension. He was wondering if he could go to the next world only after ascension. In the end, ascension did not come, but a small system claiming to be from the Space-Time Administration came.

The body of 0617 is round and a bit reflective, but it has two mechanical cat ears on its head, so it still looks a bit cute, although the sound is still electronic.

"Hello, host. I am System 0617, which belongs to the Cannon Fodder Department of the Spacetime Administration. Because of some changes in the Administration, I have only found you now. I should have met you when you awakened."

"What changes?" Lin Zhuo was really curious about the reason why the system, a mechanical life form, had to stop working.

"It's not something I can't tell you. At that time, the new Lord God was in power, and the old Lord God didn't want to die. The two of them, um, according to you, had a fight. In order to prevent us from getting hurt, the new Lord God asked us to temporarily hibernate." 0617 turned in the air: "But your situation is a bit special. Logically, you should live in the original world. Because your coordinates kept changing, it took me a while to locate you after I resumed work."

Lin Zhuo really didn't know this. After all, he didn't know when he would travel to the next world. However, he was a little interested in the new and old main gods mentioned by 0617: "Does your main god also have an update and replacement?"

"That's not the case. The old Lord God seems to have usurped the throne and was very cruel. So we don't care if the new Lord God overthrows him. On the contrary, we support him very much. But we don't know more."

"I have a question. I have traveled through so many worlds. Shouldn't I have a vacation?" Lin Zhuo crossed his fingers on his abdomen and closed his eyes. He looked very peaceful, as if he would become an immortal in the next second. After all, he had been busy for a long time and lived cautiously every day. Suddenly, a system appeared in front of him. Although it seemed to provide him with a job, he didn't have to worry about his life. He was ready to have a good sleep. Of course, it would be better to have a vacation.

"Well, our new Lord God treats employees very well, and the host was also allocated a house in the name of the management station..." Lin Zhuo sat up from the recliner after hearing this: "I got a house for free? Is this true?"

"It's real, host." The mechanical cat ball seemed to be inquiring for information.

"Then why should I still work? Can't I just lie down and be done with it?" Lin Zhuo seemed to have seen a beautiful life of giving up.

"But host, you don't have the points to open a house. If you don't work and go back, you will have to sleep on the streets of the Administration."

"What about the world I traveled to before? Doesn't one point count?"

"Not really. Without the system, you can't get points. Even if you can get points, they belong to the old Lord God. The old Lord God is a miser, and all points will be taken away by him. The system and the host can only continue to complete tasks in the world to prevent souls without points from being taken away by him. The new Lord God has already updated us, and the pattern of his points coin is completely different from that of the old Lord God." If it didn't have a mechanical arm, Lin Zhuo would have felt that it seemed to have to put its hands on its waist.

After it finished saying this, Lin Zhuo suddenly felt so miserable. He had no stable life and had to wander around everywhere. When he finally had a chance to rest, he was told that he was a pauper.

Okay, he'll just work. Working doesn't stop him from being a slacker.

Life goes on, and so does the downfall!

"So what do I have to do to complete the mission? Do I have to follow the cannon fodder script step by step?" What good end can a cannon fodder have? Constantly provoking, providing the protagonist with various face-slapping scenes, and even sacrificing his own life.

To put it bluntly, doing such a thing would make him continue to wander in fear.

"No, host. Our new Lord God believes that everyone should have their own life and should not follow the script. Our mission is to change the fate of cannon fodder so that they can have their own life."

Lin Zhuo nodded secretly, he could still accept that.

"Host, when are we going to set off? Now?" 0617 looked very excited, and Lin Zhuo felt that it was a bit like a workaholic.

"How are we going to leave? Are we going to take my body with us?"

"Of course not. It's your soul, just like before."

"Then wait for me for a moment." Lin Zhuo said as he stood up from the recliner and put away the green vine with a wave of his hand. He was originally lying in his yard, and now he was going to go back to his room to take some things away. No, he didn't know if he could come back and take everything away.

0617 seemed puzzled. It watched Lin Zhuo take it back and said, "Host, you should know that you can't take things from the small world with you, right? You can't take this storage space with you either."

"Don't you mean the soul is gone?"

"Yes."

"My mustard seed space is tied to my soul, what's the problem?" After saying that, Lin Zhuo quickly walked into his room, waved his sleeves, and packed up all the spiritual fruits, cups, calligraphy and paintings and other miscellaneous things that he usually placed outside.

0617's machine's eyes widened by several pixels. Is this possible? It has never heard of it.

"I can't guarantee that I can take it away. After all, there has never been such a thing before."

Lin Zhuo made an OK gesture. These were things he had saved up with great difficulty over the years. It would be painful to lose them, so he might as well take a gamble.

"Then we're ready to go!"

Lin Zhuo lay on his bed. He touched the bed with his right hand reluctantly, leaving only the bed board after he had pulled it apart, and nodded.

0617 melted into his body, a dazzling white light flashed, and the handsome man on the bed seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, but he had lost his breath.

Time seemed to be paused. After an unknown amount of time, the man on the bed suddenly disappeared, the furniture in the room changed drastically, and unknown voices were heard outside the room. If 0617 was here, it would find that the world had begun to restart.