I Turned the Villainess System Over to the Government - Chapter 6
[System 537 has successfully bound to tragic-romance female lead Xiao Heng.]
[Host, allow me to guide you on your path to revenge!]
Xiao Heng froze, then silently asked in her mind,
“What did you say you are?”
[Host, you are the heroine of an abuse-romance novel, destined to suffer both physically and emotionally. In the future, the vicious supporting female character Wei Yang will cut the fetus from your womb while it is still alive, gouge out your corneas, and push you off a cliff, causing you to lose your memory.]
[But don’t worry! With my help, Host won’t have to suffer these ordeals. You can even take revenge on everyone who hurt you before!]
Xiao Heng’s eyes widened. She continued asking silently,
“How are you going to help me avoid all that?”
[Host, all of those things are done by the vicious supporting female character Wei Yang. All we have to do is… OH MY GOD! Host, have you already imprisoned the supporting female character?!]
Xiao Heng looked at Wei Yang, who was slumped on the couch picking her nose. Wei Yang shifted on the couch, rolled onto the conductive wire, and immediately yelped as the collar around her neck jerked tight.
“She has a Villainess System on her. Can you get rid of that thing?”
[Such a thing exists?! Host, allow me to investigate.]
…
[Host, that is a version 1.0 system. I am the newest version 5.3 system. I have authorization to remove obsolete systems.]
Xiao Heng looked startled.
Then, if anything, a little delighted.
“Then hurry up and remove it!”
[Please wait, Host… acquiring authorization… removing System 101… removal successful. Data destroyed.]
Xiao Heng grabbed a pair of scissors, cut through the conductive wire, and dragged Wei Yang straight to Officer Li’s office.
“Officer Li! I got a heroine system, and it destroyed the villainess system in Wei Yang’s brain!”
System 537 remained stunned for a long time.
[Host… did you just sell me out?]
Once Officer Li learned that Xiao Heng’s heroine system could actually converse with her—instead of merely issuing rigid commands like my villainess system—her eyes visibly lit up.
Officer Li immediately summoned the research department. Everyone crowded around Xiao Heng and began firing questions with tremendous enthusiasm.
“System 537, what physical form do you exist in, and why did you come to this world?”
“Are there other systems like you in our world?”
“How do you produce those miraculous items?”
…
537 huddled inside Xiao Heng’s brain, trembling.
It was only a newborn little system. Xiao Heng was the first host it had ever selected for a mission.
The people in this world were terrifying!
Waaah…
“It… seems to be crying?” Xiao Heng said uncertainly.
Officer Li stopped the research staff from unleashing another tidal wave of questions. She sat down in front of Xiao Heng and spoke gently.
“537, what do you want?”
“Perhaps we can cooperate.”
537 rubbed its tearful eyes and asked cautiously,
“Really?”
Then 537 slowly explained everything.
Systems like it were born from the Main God. They traveled through different worlds, selecting hosts and guiding them through designated plot missions.
Depending on the number and quality of missions completed, a system earned points, which it could use to exchange for objects it liked and place them in its virtual space.
But inside that space, the system was the only sentient being.
It could talk to intelligent life only when communicating with its host or during the once-per-century general work conference attended by all systems.
In truth, systems were lonely too.
After listening to 537, Officer Li asked a crucial question.
“Why do you need hosts to perform specific actions? What does your Main God gain from it?”
[We cannot know the Main God’s will. But what is written into our algorithms is that we must create distinctive, exciting stories.]
“Do those stories have to be real?” Officer Li asked solemnly. “If we carefully ‘perform’ a story for you instead, would that count?”
That was exactly what we had been doing before.
It was just that with System 101, the method had only worked for the earlier missions.
[As long as the scenes are real, logically coherent, and the story is exciting, it counts.]
After 537 arrived, Hua Country—no, the entire world—changed beyond recognition.
Official and civilian “system production crews” sprang up everywhere like mushrooms after rain, staging one spectacular performance after another.
537 reviewed films, television dramas, and other productions that had already passed an initial screening by the organization.
Those that qualified were entered into its database and awarded “System Points.”
Once enough System Points had been accumulated, they could be exchanged with 537 for miraculous items.
Naturally, governments around the world began offering astronomical sums to collect System Points earned by civilians, then use them for projects related to national development.
Officer Li pushed the newest simulation robot in front of Xiao Heng and addressed 537 inside her head.
“You can exist inside a human body. Can you exist inside this?”
Xiao Heng parted her lips.
“It says it’ll try.”
Five minutes later, the robot’s fingers moved.
Then its feet.
Slowly, it took a step.
An excited voice burst from the robot’s mouth.
“I have a body!”
“I can talk!”
The robot—now 537—pinched Xiao Heng’s cheek, then grabbed Officer Li’s hand.
“Thank you! I can exist in this world on my own now!”
After being freed from the system, Xiao Heng became a famous actress, playing vivid, fully realized characters in one “system production” after another.
As for me, because I had been the first person to turn a system over to the government, I landed a permanent position in the organization.
Nine to five. Slacking off at work. Petting my cat after hours. And whenever I had time, dropping by Xiao Heng’s sets to visit.
Xiao Heng later had a daughter and named her Xiao Xiaole.
I usually called her Xiaoxiaole—“Match-Three.”
Little Lele was the spitting image of her mother: smart, decisive, and resilient.
I once asked Xiao Heng whether Lele had been conceived using Shen Yi’s sperm.
What if terminal chuunibyou was hereditary? What would little Lele do then?!
Xiao Heng shot me a sideways look.
“Relax. It wasn’t Shen Yi’s.”
“You’re her godmother, and you’re not exactly brilliant either. Try not to infect Lele with that.”
One miraculous item after another that 537 produced—each far beyond the technological level of our era—greatly accelerated the growth of our technology tree.
The robots we provided for 537 became more and more lifelike.
And our world became more and more advanced.
The scientists’ newest research suggested that the “Main God” 537 spoke of was named the “Tomato God,” and appeared to be a novel-reading app in a higher-dimensional world.
Its will gave rise to the systems. They traveled through countless worlds collecting interesting stories for intelligent beings in that higher-dimensional world to read.
Apparently, scientists had already developed technology capable of observing the comment section of the “Tomato God” app.
So if you have any suggestions for the stories we produce, please feel free to leave them in the comments.
We’ll take your advice to heart and work hard to produce even more interesting stories for you!
