Chapter 173: The Professor’s Rebate System Falls into the Hands of the Poor Thing

Chapter 173: The Professor's Rebate System Falls into the Hands of the Poor Thing

Song Chuyi poked Xiaotong, this little white bun, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.

He didn’t go because he was afraid that someone in this world might discover Xiaotong.

Xiaotong may be officially part of the system, but he’s still just that—a system.

In essence, both the Rebate System and Xiaotong operate on the same energy framework.

If someone managed to remove the Rebate System from Ning Xiuping’s mind, it would only be a matter of time before they discovered Xiaotong as well.

Given the number of high-precision instruments monitoring everything, he couldn’t be sure and wasn’t willing to take that risk.

Ning Xiuping was bound to succeed.

Song Chuyi had full confidence that Ning Xiuping would find a way to remove the Rebate System, no matter the cost.

As the image of Ning Xiuping’s cold, bloodthirsty eyes flashed in his mind, Song Chuyi massaged his temples, feeling the weight of the situation.

Even if it cost him his life, Ning Xiuping would see it through to the end.

The fact that it happened in just two years was slightly sooner than he had anticipated.

Song Chuyi downed the rest of his coffee and spoke silently to himself:

"Xiaotong, enter hibernation mode."

"I will wake you up at the appropriate time, the wake-up code is: I love drinking coffee."

Xiaotong: "Got it, host! Enjoy yourself!"

Even though the task hasn't been completed yet, it believes that the host will definitely accomplish the objective!

He is its host, after all!

The little white bun felt a surge of pride as it thought, then fell into hibernation according to Song Chuyi's words.

Song Chuyi put down the empty coffee cup and heard footsteps approaching from behind.

A warm, intense embrace enveloped him.

"A'Chu."

Ning Xiuping's voice was rough and gravelly; he had slept for less than two hours and still carried a heavy sense of drowsiness.

Song Chuyi turned around. "Why didn't you get some more rest?"

"I couldn't sleep without A'Chu," Ning Xiuping said, and then kissed him again.

Song Chuyi: ….

Every part of me aches—my back, my feet, everything.

"I'm sleepy." Song Chuyi let out a yawn. "Let's go to bed right now."

"Okay." Ning Xiuping, like a loyal puppy, allowed Song Chuyi to lead him back to the bedroom.

Song Chuyi wasn’t kidding when he said he was exhausted, mainly because there was truly nothing left!

After being completely drained by Ning Xiuping, how could he not be exhausted?!

He drifted off to sleep almost immediately after pulling Ning Xiuping close.

After sleeping for a whole day, he woke up fully refreshed.

Of course, the bruises on his body had faded significantly, and the traces of those dark marks were almost gone.

Ning Xiuping noticed this as well, his fingertips gently tracing Song Chuyi’s back, his expression a mix of obsession and intensity.

"A'Chu, you heal up fast."

But why couldn’t those marks last a little longer?

But that didn’t matter. He’d just have to work harder to leave new marks.

As long as there were new marks every day, it might as well be forever.

So, Song Chuyi spent the next seven days and nights in a blur of indulgence.

Realizing this couldn’t continue, on the eighth day, Song Chuyi finally dragged Ning Xiuping out of bed.

"Brother Ning, what have you been doing these past two years?"

He asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Ning Xiuping looked at Song Chuyi with a dreamy smile. "I went and got rid of a bad thing in my head."

Only a small number of people at the research institute knew about the Rebate System. Even though it had been removed, it was still top secret.

According to the confidentiality agreement, Ning Xiuping wasn’t supposed to talk about it.

But the person asking was A'Chu.

How could he resist?

When A'Chu asked, it meant he cared, worried, and loved him.

How could he not tell his A'Chu because of some agreement?

So Ning Xiuping told Song Chuyi about the existence of the Rebate System, explaining everything in detail.

He even told him how the Rebate System was removed.

His eyes blazed with such intensity that it felt like they could swallow Song Chuyi whole.

Song Chuyi wore a look of sudden realization and asked again,

"So what happened to the Rebate System now?"

Ning Xiuping's lips curled into a smile, not a shallow smile, but an eerily calm and strange one.

"It has lost its autonomous consciousness and become a system with only core code."

"They plan to study its core code and turn it into an artificial intelligence."

Song Chuyi responded with a couple of "Ohs."

While they were talking, Ning Xiuping hugged him again, his large hands quite restless.

Song Chuyi: ……

He cleared his throat and, to protect his aching back, started babbling nonsense.

"How did such a powerful system end up in your head?"

"If we figure it out, do you think human consciousness could be transferred into the system?"

He spoke nonsense, hoping that Ning Xiuping would immerse himself in the ocean of science and temporarily spare his fragile back.

But Ning Xiuping gazed at him intently and fell silent.

Death can occur in two ways: the death of the body or the death of consciousness.

For humans, when the body dies, the consciousness dies with it.

They usually happen at the same time, unless the consciousness somehow escapes the body at the moment of death.

Of course, for humans today, this is something that cannot be achieved.

This is a scientific world, after all, not some fantasy world of cultivation where the soul can leave the body.

So Song Chuyi was just bluffing, knowing full well that, given the current scientific level, consciousness transfer wouldn’t be possible for at least a thousand years.

He was just rambling and didn’t expect Ning Xiuping to take it seriously and start researching consciousness systems.

But Ning Xiuping was indeed captivated by the idea, diving into the world of science for a while.

He hadn’t touched him for a full three days.

Song Chuyi was thrilled—no science enthusiast could resist diving into the world of science.

Of course, it only lasted three days, and on the fourth day, Ning Xiuping was at it again, going crazy.

Half a year later, without missing a beat, Ning Xiuping brought Song Chuyi into the research institute.

The Rebate System, which had lost its autonomous consciousness and been reduced to just its core code, still required Ning Xiuping's research.

But Ning Xiuping couldn’t bear the pain of separation from Song Chuyi, so he simply brought him into the institute.

In the institute, Song Chuyi didn’t work—he just ate, drank, played, and enjoyed life, all while Ning Xiuping, who never seemed to tire, showered him with affection.

In the following years, not only did Ning Xiuping not destroy the world, but he also single-handedly evolved this low-level civilization into a mid-level civilization with artificial intelligence.

Ning Xiuping thus went down in history, leaving an indelible mark on history.

Song Chuyi had originally thought that this world would send the villain away safely, just like the previous worlds.

But when Ning Xiuping realized that his life was nearing its end, he grabbed Song Chuyi’s hand and smiled wistfully.

"A'Chu."

Song Chuyi sat beside him and gently patted the back of his hand.

"I'm here."

Ning Xiuping seemed to have little consciousness left, his deep black eyes viscous, brimming with love.

"I have given you a gift."

He said softly.

"My consciousness will forever follow you."

Song Chuyi's pupils shrank dramatically.