Translator - Kate from dummytranslations
Editor - Mimishijie
2.5 Completely Defeated
Hao Ritian displayed a dazed expression under Mu Rou’s careful gaze. His eyes were absent-minded and his lips were pursed. After a while, he whispered, “I have mom.”
Three simple words, but Mu Rou understood what her son wanted to express: I have mom so it doesn’t matter if I don’t have a dad.
Mu Rou didn’t feel comforted at these words. On the contrary, she felt overwhelmingly sad. These were the kind of words said after countless disappointment. It wasn’t that he didn’t need a dad, but reality had caused him to lay down his expectations a long time ago.
Resisting her urge to cry, Mu Rou forced a smile and stroked the top of Hao Ritian’s head. Her voice was soft, “Ziwen is such a good boy.”
Inside, Feng Qi’s words replayed uncontrollably, on repeat, and she tried to recall the Ou Yu in her memories. Although she only had a vague impression left of Ou Yu’s appearance, she couldn’t forget the tenderness and emotions he brought her during that time.
As an orphan, she had seen both the cold and warmth in the world since she was a child. Moving her wasn’t an easy feat, but Ou Yu was just too gentle. He was attentive and considerate. Being with him made her feel cherished, like she was enveloped inside his heart. That kind of care was all too easy to lose herself in.
Now that she thought about it, if her son had grown up under normal circumstances and with the love of a gentle father, would he have been a little better?
Even if she tried to avoid it, Mu Rou knew the answer to this question was an absolute ‘yes’. It went without saying the importance of a father in a child’s heart. Her son should’ve been better.
Mu Rou didn’t let her struggling emotions affect her son. After chatting with him for a while, she let him do his own thing. She didn’t ask anything more about last night and just waited for the results of Feng Qi’s investigation to come out.
Hao Ritian went back to his room and took a set of chinese chess out of the drawer. He arranged it on the desktop and played against himself.
Due to his autism, Mu Ziwen didn’t have friends and he didn’t like to go out to play. He only liked to be alone. But unlike young people nowadays who liked to play online games, he was obsessed with chess. When he was all by himself, he would put his energy into polishing his skill. He had even bought chess notes and would search chess videos online for learning. Maybe because of his pure devotion, his intelligence and how earnestly he studied chess, he really had some achievements.
While he’d never played with others and had only ever played against himself, Mu Ziwen’s level in chess wasn’t low and ordinary people definitely couldn’t beat him.
Now that he was Mu Ziwen; naturally, he couldn’t abandon this skill.
He divided the thought patterns in his head into two areas. One belonging to himself and the other to Mu Ziwen. He used these two different thought patterns to fight hand-to-hand in chess. He felt that there was a big difference in the way Mu Ziwen and him played, which was very interesting.
Once he got the hang of it, Hao Ritian began to chat with the system as he played chess.
“The task in this world is much quicker than the last one’s. it seems like it’ll be over soon.” After all, there was two years in between his cross to the previous world and when the original owner became an adult, which he’d had to suffer through. This world was different. The conflict point of the mission would surface soon.
But he was aware that luck played a large part in this. Feng Qi’s existence was like a cheat for his mission. A single push forced the mission directly towards the core.
If not for coincidentally meeting Feng Qi, with Mu Ziwen’s character and identity, plus Mu Rou’s stubbornness, wanting to get in touch with Ou Yu would be very difficult, let alone thinking of a way to take revenge after getting schemed against. In the end, the mother and son duo would have still ended up dead.
“That…”
This was the first time Hao Ritian heard the system hesitate. His interest couldn’t help but be piqued and he raised his voice, “What’s the matter? Baby, if you have something to say, say it!”
In regards to this host who would even take liberties with his system, the system could only express he needed to endure it, “It’s like this—while you’re completing the mission, Host also has the duty to solve the original owner’s sickness…”
The system was cut off by Hao Ritian before it finished speaking, “Wait wait wait wait, what did you say? I didn’t hear you well. Say it again. Say it, baby!”
System, “…”
He was threatening it, wasn’t he? If his tone wasn’t so dangerous, it might’ve tried to believe him. It wasn’t stupid. It must be possessed if it believed him.
Its voice instantly became mechanical. Without a trace of emotion in the system’s voice, it continued to sound within Hao Ritian’s head, “This is a new system notification. Autism is classified as a mental illness and has a possible cure, so Host has to find a way to cure it. This is also a downside to the missions. If you encounter mental illnesses again in the later worlds, Host must, similarly, cure them. As for physiology illnesses such as heart disease and asthma, Host can handle them depending on the situation.”
Hao Ritian, “Stop. Don’t try to fool me. Don’t think you can get past me by pretending to be like this. Also, what the hell is heart disease and asthma? Do you mean the bodies I cross over to in future worlds will have these type of illness?”
He had no desire to experience physiological illnesses and overwhelmingly preferred mental illnesses, alright? After all, with mental illnesses, who could guarantee what those people would do? To him, it allowed much more freedom and independence. Even if those mental disorders were looked down upon, it was fine as long as he was happy.
—Having a sickness makes me happy, Hao Ritian thought.
So before the system could answer, Hao Ritian made his decision, “Then, I’ll just remain in this world. I won’t do the tasks and I won’t go to the worlds after this.”
To be honest, he didn’t hold much nostalgia for the real world. In his opinion, these worlds he transmigrated into were not much different to the real world. If not because of his vengeful personality and the fact that there were people he had to clean up, he really thought these transmigrated worlds were more interesting.
How could a person who valued pleasure above all else be willing to suffer heart disease and so on? Was that a joke?
For this reason, he could give up returning to reality. Compared to retaliation and sorting people out, comfort was his first concern. Hao Ritian’s priorities had always been clear.
The system was in a jumble. No one told it that this was possible.
“Chotto matte…” In its haste, its language got mixed up.
This illustrated that this was a very up to date system. It even knew how to speak a couple sentences in Japanese.
Although the system was relatively calm, essentially, it was merely a little newcomer who had only been working for a short period of time. This surprise had caught it unprepared, and finally, it knew why it had a bad feeling when it bound to the host. Its premonition had now become reality. The host was so difficult.
It promptly made a save, “Host, don’t joke around. You can’t stay in the mission world forever. Even if you don’t want to leave, once the time limit is up, you’ll be ejected. When that moment comes and you haven’t completed the task, you can’t return to the real world and you’ll die.”
Hao Ritian’s eyebrows shot up but he still kept his cool, “So what if I die? People will always die. I should take pleasure where I find it before I die, so I won’t have lived in vain.”
System, “…”
What should I do? My host isn’t even scared of death. What other leverage does it have?
“If you die, you’ll really have nothing left. But if you live, you can go to many worlds and once your mission is complete, you can stay alive. Does Host really want to give that up?” Reasoning didn’t work so it could only resort to enticing. The system was also hard-pressed.
“I don’t care.” The region of thought belonging to him ate up Mu Ziwen’s horse. Hao Ritian continued lazily, “I’ll still die in the end anyways. Dying earlier and dying later doesn’t have much difference.”
After a moment of silence, it stopped trying to entice and watched him. The system could only use his trump card. Its words powerful and rousing, it said, “I will tell you something pertaining to the missions within the extent of my authority. Host only has to complete ten missions to return to the real world. In three worlds of those worlds, the original owners will have physiological illnesses, not including the already completed first world and this current world. The remaining five world are mental illnesses, which the host likes.”
At that point, the system was both helpless and speechless. This host who liked mental illnesses was truly a work of art. It had no other way.
“If Host still isn’t willing, then I can only wait until this world ends to unbind with the Host.” When it spoke of that, the system’s voice became steady and stony.
Although systems had certain emotions , ultimately, systems were different from humans with real feelings, not to mention this system was a newcomer in the system world. It was immature in emotional aspects and had not truly grown up yet. After making its final judgement, its cold-heartedness was shown.
Hao Ritian didn’t get scared because of the system’s reaction. On the contrary, the corner of his eyes creased with a light smile. He was, evidently, very pleased with the content of this case. To him, ten missions wasn’t very much and knowing this also gave his mind a baseline. He seemingly hesitated a while before speaking, “In that case, I will begrudgingly accept this.”
As the system breathed a sigh of relief, he asked, “Can I know what sicknesses the remaining worlds have?”
The system swiftly refused this time. “No.”
It was merely responsible for announcing tasks, not picking them. If the Host were to know the order of the following missions and tried to bargain with it, it would die of a headache.
However, for good or for bad, it had just reached a compromise with the Host. It didn’t want the Host to act like a tiny moth again, so it made one more compromise, “But I can tell Host that the next world is a mental illness, Host should like it very much. This is the last time I will accommodate Host. I hope Host will complete the mission properly now.”
Hao Ritian didn’t comment when the system said that this would be the last time, but he was suddenly looking forward to the fact that the next word was a mental illness, his pupils even shrank from excitement. Ah mental illness. Just thinking about it is making me feel good, what do I do?!
For the sake of mental illnesses, he will soldier on.
And most importantly, he had gained a deeper understanding of his system. Despite the fact that he would tease the system from time to time, he always thought the system was just a relatively intelligent tool. However, he no longer thought so. This system of his was clearly spiritual. It could think, bargain with him, and even devise ways to persuade him; it wasn’t as simple as he first thought it was.
He couldn’t help but become interested in the system’s origin. Slowly, he was going to unravel these questions bit by bit.
“Alright, baby. I’ll finish my task well and strive for higher and higher task evaluation ratings.” When you beat someone with a stick, you also have to give them sweet jujubes. Speaking from his heart, Hao Ritian really liked this system and quite appreciated it. He really didn’t intend to make things difficult for it, but some small jokes were both harmless and could give him deeper understanding, right?!
The host was no longer tormenting it so the system was relieved, but it didn’t know that in this brief confrontation, it had completely lost against the host. Let’s all shed tears of sympathy for it!
Editor - Mimishijie
2.5 Completely Defeated
Hao Ritian displayed a dazed expression under Mu Rou’s careful gaze. His eyes were absent-minded and his lips were pursed. After a while, he whispered, “I have mom.”
Three simple words, but Mu Rou understood what her son wanted to express: I have mom so it doesn’t matter if I don’t have a dad.
Mu Rou didn’t feel comforted at these words. On the contrary, she felt overwhelmingly sad. These were the kind of words said after countless disappointment. It wasn’t that he didn’t need a dad, but reality had caused him to lay down his expectations a long time ago.
Resisting her urge to cry, Mu Rou forced a smile and stroked the top of Hao Ritian’s head. Her voice was soft, “Ziwen is such a good boy.”
Inside, Feng Qi’s words replayed uncontrollably, on repeat, and she tried to recall the Ou Yu in her memories. Although she only had a vague impression left of Ou Yu’s appearance, she couldn’t forget the tenderness and emotions he brought her during that time.
As an orphan, she had seen both the cold and warmth in the world since she was a child. Moving her wasn’t an easy feat, but Ou Yu was just too gentle. He was attentive and considerate. Being with him made her feel cherished, like she was enveloped inside his heart. That kind of care was all too easy to lose herself in.
Now that she thought about it, if her son had grown up under normal circumstances and with the love of a gentle father, would he have been a little better?
Even if she tried to avoid it, Mu Rou knew the answer to this question was an absolute ‘yes’. It went without saying the importance of a father in a child’s heart. Her son should’ve been better.
Mu Rou didn’t let her struggling emotions affect her son. After chatting with him for a while, she let him do his own thing. She didn’t ask anything more about last night and just waited for the results of Feng Qi’s investigation to come out.
Hao Ritian went back to his room and took a set of chinese chess out of the drawer. He arranged it on the desktop and played against himself.
Due to his autism, Mu Ziwen didn’t have friends and he didn’t like to go out to play. He only liked to be alone. But unlike young people nowadays who liked to play online games, he was obsessed with chess. When he was all by himself, he would put his energy into polishing his skill. He had even bought chess notes and would search chess videos online for learning. Maybe because of his pure devotion, his intelligence and how earnestly he studied chess, he really had some achievements.
While he’d never played with others and had only ever played against himself, Mu Ziwen’s level in chess wasn’t low and ordinary people definitely couldn’t beat him.
Now that he was Mu Ziwen; naturally, he couldn’t abandon this skill.
He divided the thought patterns in his head into two areas. One belonging to himself and the other to Mu Ziwen. He used these two different thought patterns to fight hand-to-hand in chess. He felt that there was a big difference in the way Mu Ziwen and him played, which was very interesting.
Once he got the hang of it, Hao Ritian began to chat with the system as he played chess.
“The task in this world is much quicker than the last one’s. it seems like it’ll be over soon.” After all, there was two years in between his cross to the previous world and when the original owner became an adult, which he’d had to suffer through. This world was different. The conflict point of the mission would surface soon.
But he was aware that luck played a large part in this. Feng Qi’s existence was like a cheat for his mission. A single push forced the mission directly towards the core.
If not for coincidentally meeting Feng Qi, with Mu Ziwen’s character and identity, plus Mu Rou’s stubbornness, wanting to get in touch with Ou Yu would be very difficult, let alone thinking of a way to take revenge after getting schemed against. In the end, the mother and son duo would have still ended up dead.
“That…”
This was the first time Hao Ritian heard the system hesitate. His interest couldn’t help but be piqued and he raised his voice, “What’s the matter? Baby, if you have something to say, say it!”
In regards to this host who would even take liberties with his system, the system could only express he needed to endure it, “It’s like this—while you’re completing the mission, Host also has the duty to solve the original owner’s sickness…”
The system was cut off by Hao Ritian before it finished speaking, “Wait wait wait wait, what did you say? I didn’t hear you well. Say it again. Say it, baby!”
System, “…”
He was threatening it, wasn’t he? If his tone wasn’t so dangerous, it might’ve tried to believe him. It wasn’t stupid. It must be possessed if it believed him.
Its voice instantly became mechanical. Without a trace of emotion in the system’s voice, it continued to sound within Hao Ritian’s head, “This is a new system notification. Autism is classified as a mental illness and has a possible cure, so Host has to find a way to cure it. This is also a downside to the missions. If you encounter mental illnesses again in the later worlds, Host must, similarly, cure them. As for physiology illnesses such as heart disease and asthma, Host can handle them depending on the situation.”
Hao Ritian, “Stop. Don’t try to fool me. Don’t think you can get past me by pretending to be like this. Also, what the hell is heart disease and asthma? Do you mean the bodies I cross over to in future worlds will have these type of illness?”
He had no desire to experience physiological illnesses and overwhelmingly preferred mental illnesses, alright? After all, with mental illnesses, who could guarantee what those people would do? To him, it allowed much more freedom and independence. Even if those mental disorders were looked down upon, it was fine as long as he was happy.
—Having a sickness makes me happy, Hao Ritian thought.
So before the system could answer, Hao Ritian made his decision, “Then, I’ll just remain in this world. I won’t do the tasks and I won’t go to the worlds after this.”
To be honest, he didn’t hold much nostalgia for the real world. In his opinion, these worlds he transmigrated into were not much different to the real world. If not because of his vengeful personality and the fact that there were people he had to clean up, he really thought these transmigrated worlds were more interesting.
How could a person who valued pleasure above all else be willing to suffer heart disease and so on? Was that a joke?
For this reason, he could give up returning to reality. Compared to retaliation and sorting people out, comfort was his first concern. Hao Ritian’s priorities had always been clear.
The system was in a jumble. No one told it that this was possible.
“Chotto matte…” In its haste, its language got mixed up.
This illustrated that this was a very up to date system. It even knew how to speak a couple sentences in Japanese.
Although the system was relatively calm, essentially, it was merely a little newcomer who had only been working for a short period of time. This surprise had caught it unprepared, and finally, it knew why it had a bad feeling when it bound to the host. Its premonition had now become reality. The host was so difficult.
It promptly made a save, “Host, don’t joke around. You can’t stay in the mission world forever. Even if you don’t want to leave, once the time limit is up, you’ll be ejected. When that moment comes and you haven’t completed the task, you can’t return to the real world and you’ll die.”
Hao Ritian’s eyebrows shot up but he still kept his cool, “So what if I die? People will always die. I should take pleasure where I find it before I die, so I won’t have lived in vain.”
System, “…”
What should I do? My host isn’t even scared of death. What other leverage does it have?
“If you die, you’ll really have nothing left. But if you live, you can go to many worlds and once your mission is complete, you can stay alive. Does Host really want to give that up?” Reasoning didn’t work so it could only resort to enticing. The system was also hard-pressed.
“I don’t care.” The region of thought belonging to him ate up Mu Ziwen’s horse. Hao Ritian continued lazily, “I’ll still die in the end anyways. Dying earlier and dying later doesn’t have much difference.”
After a moment of silence, it stopped trying to entice and watched him. The system could only use his trump card. Its words powerful and rousing, it said, “I will tell you something pertaining to the missions within the extent of my authority. Host only has to complete ten missions to return to the real world. In three worlds of those worlds, the original owners will have physiological illnesses, not including the already completed first world and this current world. The remaining five world are mental illnesses, which the host likes.”
At that point, the system was both helpless and speechless. This host who liked mental illnesses was truly a work of art. It had no other way.
“If Host still isn’t willing, then I can only wait until this world ends to unbind with the Host.” When it spoke of that, the system’s voice became steady and stony.
Although systems had certain emotions , ultimately, systems were different from humans with real feelings, not to mention this system was a newcomer in the system world. It was immature in emotional aspects and had not truly grown up yet. After making its final judgement, its cold-heartedness was shown.
Hao Ritian didn’t get scared because of the system’s reaction. On the contrary, the corner of his eyes creased with a light smile. He was, evidently, very pleased with the content of this case. To him, ten missions wasn’t very much and knowing this also gave his mind a baseline. He seemingly hesitated a while before speaking, “In that case, I will begrudgingly accept this.”
As the system breathed a sigh of relief, he asked, “Can I know what sicknesses the remaining worlds have?”
The system swiftly refused this time. “No.”
It was merely responsible for announcing tasks, not picking them. If the Host were to know the order of the following missions and tried to bargain with it, it would die of a headache.
However, for good or for bad, it had just reached a compromise with the Host. It didn’t want the Host to act like a tiny moth again, so it made one more compromise, “But I can tell Host that the next world is a mental illness, Host should like it very much. This is the last time I will accommodate Host. I hope Host will complete the mission properly now.”
Hao Ritian didn’t comment when the system said that this would be the last time, but he was suddenly looking forward to the fact that the next word was a mental illness, his pupils even shrank from excitement. Ah mental illness. Just thinking about it is making me feel good, what do I do?!
For the sake of mental illnesses, he will soldier on.
And most importantly, he had gained a deeper understanding of his system. Despite the fact that he would tease the system from time to time, he always thought the system was just a relatively intelligent tool. However, he no longer thought so. This system of his was clearly spiritual. It could think, bargain with him, and even devise ways to persuade him; it wasn’t as simple as he first thought it was.
He couldn’t help but become interested in the system’s origin. Slowly, he was going to unravel these questions bit by bit.
“Alright, baby. I’ll finish my task well and strive for higher and higher task evaluation ratings.” When you beat someone with a stick, you also have to give them sweet jujubes. Speaking from his heart, Hao Ritian really liked this system and quite appreciated it. He really didn’t intend to make things difficult for it, but some small jokes were both harmless and could give him deeper understanding, right?!
The host was no longer tormenting it so the system was relieved, but it didn’t know that in this brief confrontation, it had completely lost against the host. Let’s all shed tears of sympathy for it!
5 comments
Hao Ritian is devious and hilarious, the System is too naïve, and I love them both.
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Thank you for the chapter
ReplyDeleteThanks for the hard work love the story ^_^
ReplyDeleteI know that it’s just the author’s misconceptions but the way that they treat autism as something curable rubs me the wrong way
ReplyDeleteOh so that's why the title of this novel is " I have sickness because MC of this novel always get host with sickness in it.. Btw thank you for the chapter..
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