What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Epilogue

When Lin Zhuo opened his eyes again, what he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

Where am I? I can't have traveled through time again, can I?

He propped himself up and sat up from the bed, feeling dizzy and a little exhausted.

"Host, you're awake!"

Before Lin Zhuo could figure out what was going on, a familiar mechanical ball with cat ears jumped onto his bed, and its two electronic screen eyes blinked at him.

"Xiaoqi?" Lin Zhuo stretched out his hand to poke 0617's round body, and then 0617 swayed on the bed like a tumbler.

Did it come out of your own mind?

In other words... they returned to the Space-Time Administration?

"It's me." 0617 tried hard to keep his balance, and the electronic expression on the screen became angry. "Although we haven't seen each other for a long time, host, you shouldn't touch me right away!"

It's still a yellow flower system! It can't be close to the host!

"Sorry." Lin Zhuo laughed twice, he really couldn't help it.

Lin Zhuo turned around and looked around: "Where am I?"

As it spoke, 0617 became excited. It put a few electronic fireworks on the electronic screen and said excitedly: "Host, this is the three-story villa with a garden that I promised you!"

"Wow! So fast?" Lin Zhuo said as he got up from the bed.

He walked to the closet and opened it, where all kinds of clothes were neatly arranged.

Lin Zhuo picked out a sweatshirt with a simple pattern and put it on: "I thought it would take at least a while to get approval after going through the process."

He was not curious about where the clothes in the closet came from.

0617 said this was slander: "We are not some black-hearted organization that would block the process."

It snorted and said, "besides, if the process is stuck, won't you, the host, be homeless?"

Lin Zhuo scratched his head and went to the bathroom. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Ha, then I'll have no choice but to ask your great Lord God to take me in."

0617: ... This sounds weird.

"Oh, right." Lin Zhuo said with foam in his mouth, "where's Brother Yu?"

0617 laughed loudly and said with a hint of sympathy: "Of course I have to work overtime after returning from vacation! Hahahaha, even the Lord God cannot escape the fate of working overtime!"

Lin Zhuo spat the mouthwash into the sink and looked at 0617, the mechanical cat head floating in the air, with a strange expression.

Your system calls this a vacation? Isn't this a business trip?

But 0617 didn't care. It jumped up and down excitedly in the air, as if it was happy that its boss had the same fate as itself.

Lin Zhuo washed his face and asked, "don't you have to go to work?"

0617 proudly puffed up its smooth belly: "I am your exclusive system. If you don't go to work, I don't have to go to work. Hahahaha, I believe that you, the host, must not like to work!"

With the host's personality, it is impossible to get him to go to work. This means that I don't have to go to work. That's so cool, yeah!

0617 was thinking secretly in his heart, and the expression on the electronic screen kept changing according to what he was thinking.