Absolutely serious Xingtie, I awakened the other world system?

　She loosened her lips, took a deep breath, and her voice trembled slightly: "Can you give priority to our planet for this year's supplies? It's been a long time since we've received supplies... Also, can the work assigned to the residents of our planet be a little easier...?"

　As she spoke, she reached for the mouthwash cup and began to brush her teeth.

　The toothbrush moved mechanically back and forth in her mouth, and foam soon filled the corners of her mouth.

　She leaned over and spat out a mouthful of thick white liquid mixed with toothpaste. It was what remained in her throat last night, stuck in her throat for a long time and emitting a thick fishy smell.

　"I'll consider this."

　The man responded perfunctorily, without a trace of warmth in his tone.

　Topa put the mouthwash cup heavily on the countertop, cleared his throat, and tried to make his voice sound steady: "Thank you!"

　There was a hint of sob in her voice that was hard to conceal.

　There was a beep from the other end of the communicator and the call was hung up.

　Topa's hands dropped, and the communicator slipped from her fingers, hitting the floor with a dull thud.

　Her body seemed to be drained of all strength. She slowly squatted down and covered her face with her hands. Tears flowed out from between her fingers and flowed down her wrists.

　Topa didn't know why he was crying. Was it because of the humiliation of last night, or because of the future of the planet, or maybe both.

　Her shoulders were shaking violently, and her cries were suppressed and broken, as if they were squeezed out of her chest, like a child who was hurt and no one cared for her.

　After a long time, her crying gradually subsided, leaving only intermittent sobbing.

　Topa stood up, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and the cold water splashed on her face, mixed with her tears and flowed into the sewer, and then she walked out of the bathroom.

　She saw that Bai Qiong had left. The clothes she wore when she came yesterday were placed on the bed, neatly folded by him.

　Seeing the pile of clothes, Topa felt a warm feeling in his heart.

　She walked to the dressing mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes full of strangeness and shame.

　Her silver hair was in disarray, the marks from the collar on her neck had not faded for a long time, and the Chinese characters on her thighs were written with a special marker, which she had just wiped off in the bathroom for a long time but could not be wiped off...

　After standing in front of the mirror for a long time, Topa took a deep breath and turned to put on his clothes.

　……

　Star Train. Novel Group VI*; IV

　After a sleepless night, Sanyueqi paced back and forth in the room, feeling anxious.

　The beautiful girl who usually pays attention to her appearance now has obvious dark circles under her eyes, but she has no time to care about it.

　She picked up her phone from time to time to see if there was any news from Bai Qiong, but was always disappointed.

　"Where on earth did this guy go..."

　San Yueqi muttered to himself, his tone full of worry.

　Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

　"Dong dong dong..."

　San Yueqi's heart skipped a beat, she quickly walked to the door and opened it.

　Standing outside the door was Bai Qiong.

　He looked a little tired and a little depressed.

　"Bai Qiong! You are finally back!" San Yueqi said excitedly, tears almost bursting out of his eyes.

　"Well, I'm back." Bai Qiong said in a calm tone.

　"Where were you last night? Why didn't you reply to my messages?"

　March Seven asked, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

　"I... I went to deal with some things. After seeing your message, I knew you were worried about me, so I came back to find you after I finished." Bai Qiong said with a flicker in his eyes.

　"What's the matter? Is it more important than replying to my message?" March 7 asked.

　"This... I'll explain it to you later." Bai Qiong said. He didn't want San Yueqi to know what happened last night.

　"You..." San Yueqi wanted to say something, but finally held back.

　She looked at Bai Qiong, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

　"Forget it, I hope you come back."

　Sanyueqi said, with a hint of worry and helplessness in his tone, "That Topa, didn't bully you?"

　"Bullying... Don't worry, she didn't bully me."

　Bai Qiong nodded and walked into the room.

　San Yueqi looked at Bai Qiong's back, his heart full of doubts.

　She always felt that Bai Qiong was hiding something from her, but since he didn't tell her, she couldn't ask.

　"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. As long as he comes back safely, that's fine."

　March 7 comforted himself in his heart.

　She closed the door, then walked over to Bai Qiong and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

　"Okay."

　Bai Qiong said that he was indeed a little hungry.

　March 7th opened the door and turned to go to the kitchen of the train set.

　Bai Qiong sat on San Yueqi's bed and saw the pillow which still had traces of tears on it. He immediately knew everything.

　He could guess that March 7 must not have slept well the night before.

　"I'm sorry, Mitsuki."

　Bai Qiong said in his heart.

　……

　Train carriage.

　The night is as dark as ink, and the deep universe and galaxy seem to be within reach, flowing slowly outside the transparent portholes of the Star Train.

　Bai Qiong sat alone on the soft sofa, his eyes calmly cast at the boundless starry sky outside the window, but his thoughts were like the galaxy before his eyes, ups and downs, difficult to calm down.

　The current situation is that Beloberg's debt crisis has been resolved and it is currently in a state of recovery.

　When Bronya learned that Bai Qiong really helped them with the money, she felt like tears were about to fall. She grabbed Bai Qiong's hand and said that she would pay the money back as soon as possible.

　Bai Qiong seemed indifferent about this. He didn't think Beloberg could pay back the money at all, so he told Bronya to relax and pay it back slowly.

　Topa completed this thorny project and not only retained her job rank, but was also commended by her superiors. The welfare benefits she applied for her home planet were also implemented.

　I just don't know what expressions the two of us will have when we meet again...

　As for the train crew, Dan Heng was not interested in how to solve the problem, and March 7 was only worried about Bai Qiong's own safety.

　Uncle Yang and Ji Zi were both very curious about where Bai Qiong got such a large sum of money. Bai Qiong tried to evade the question by saying that he had borrowed it from another friend.

　Although neither of them believed this statement, fortunately they did not continue to ask.

　That's how it was settled.

　"But, isn't this solution really... absurd?"

　Bai Qiong muttered to himself in a low voice, his voice so soft that it almost disappeared in the silent carriage.

　He was asking himself questions, and it seemed as if he was asking the cold, mechanical voice in his mind.

Chapter 26: Girl's Dream

　[Is the host questioning the system's solution? ]

　The system's voice arrived as expected, still an electronic sound without any emotion, and no emotion could be heard.

　Bai Qiong sighed slightly and rubbed his swollen temples. "I just feel that... without you and your system, I would never have been able to conjure up such a large sum of money out of thin air to solve the crisis of Topa and Beloberg. All of this seems too much like an unreal dream."

　[The host does not need to worry about the rationality of the process. ]

　The system still responded coldly.

　[Whether it is the so-called 12+ plot or the otherworldly plot, its core logic is inherently contrary to the rigor of the real world. 】

　[Just like what the host said before, many things in this world cannot stand up to scrutiny, just like the screenwriter made up something when he ran out of ideas.]

　【The important thing is that the crisis has been resolved. 】

　The logic of the system is as direct and utilitarian as ever. It always focuses only on the results and ignores the morality and emotions in the process.

　[Bronya protected Beloberg and got the opportunity to repay the debt in installments. ]

　[Topa retained his position and continued to hold an important position in the Interstellar Peace Corporation, and he had no aversion to the host's behavior. ]

　[All relevant personnel did not suffer any substantial losses]

　[Host, what else are you dissatisfied with? ]

　"I……"

　Bai Qiong opened his mouth, but was speechless. The system's words were like a cold blade, accurately analyzing reality, leaving him with no reason to refute.

　He was silent for a moment, then sighed again, with a barely perceptible hint of fatigue in his voice, "I feel like I've lost something...something very important."

　[What does the host feel he has lost? ]

　System questioning.

　"My bottom line is that even if it is worthless to people with special abilities... I still feel bad."

　Bai Qiong's voice was low and hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

　"I should have felt a strong sense of guilt for my actions. However, this sense of guilt is gradually fading. I am beginning to accept this... unscrupulous solution. I am afraid that one day, I will completely become a slave to desire. I have a premonition... that day will come sooner or later."

　Bai Qiong raised his head and looked at the twinkling stars outside the window with complicated eyes, as if he was peeking through the endless universe at his future self, the self that was swallowed by desire and unrecognizable.

　[That is a problem that the host needs to deal with, and is not within the scope of the system's responsibility. ]

　The system responded coldly.

　[The system can only assist the host in completing tasks. As for the host's personality shaping and moral choices, it is entirely up to the host himself.]

　The system's answer was still cold and ruthless, but it also pointed out a cruel reality -

　The system is just a tool, but the one who truly controls the steering wheel is always Bai Qiong himself.

　Just as Bai Qiong was immersed in self-reflection and worries about the future, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence in the carriage.

　"White sky! White sky!"

　The crying voice of March 7th broke the tranquility of the night.

　Bai Qiong turned his head and saw March Seven wearing cartoon pajamas and bare feet, rushing towards him with tears in his eyes like a frightened little rabbit.

　Her pink hair, which was usually carefully groomed, was now a little messy, and there were obvious tear marks on her face, obviously she had just cried.

　"Xiao Sanyue? Why are you crying again?"

　Bai Qiong quickly stood up, walked over and asked with concern.

　From now on, does San Yueqi’s character have to be changed from a fool to a crybaby?

　It’s another good thing the system did!

　You have to create some kind of depravity value, and even make Sanyue's character a little OOC. Be careful that readers won't be able to accept it, or they will come and scold you!

　Damn system...

　Bai Qiong had just finished complaining in his mind when new subtitles immediately appeared in front of him.

　[Host, do you know what you are talking about? You are the one who created this, and you are trying to put the blame on me? ]

　……

　Bai Qiong ignored this guy because he felt that Xiao Sanyue in front of him was more important.

　San Yueqi threw himself into Bai Qiong's arms and hugged him tightly. His body was still trembling slightly. He cried and said, "Bai Qiong... I had a nightmare... Woo woo..."

　"Having a nightmare?"