Hey, Weird Talk About Shura Field?

1. The city of Kaitan collapsed and invaded reality. Song Shubai, the former boss of Infinite Flow, was once again pulled into Kaidan. Former Ghost Talk Creator Bamboo Horse Yan Lizhen, Yan Wanlai, the good partner of the student union president, Golden Finger System Bicep Q version Xiao Yanyan... Everyone is angry and jealous. Don't make your double standards too obvious. If you don't do your job well, you will cause trouble every day. Song Shubai, who feels that his fists are super straight and hard: Ahhh, I'm so annoyed! Onlookers: What a Shura field! 2. After the collapse of Monster City, Yan Lizhen, the original creator of Monster City and the current system elf, finally broke through the obstacles and stood in front of the little bamboo horse as a half-adult. Who would have thought that his rival and partner Yan Wanlai would be shameless and try to poach someone by taking advantage of Song Shubai's insensitivity? Yan Lizhen was incompetent and furious. The Q version of Yan Yan collapsed and criticized him, and he drank three bottles of old vinegar. Song Shubai, who had always been a sensible sweetheart, humbly asked for advice after being rubbed horizontally and vertically by him: "Two grown men are stuck together. Aren't you hot?" Click—— Yan Lizhen listened to Yan Wanlai's ridicule, and the knife in his hand was broken into two pieces. 3. After the city's self-rescue was over, one day, it was daytime. Yan Lizhen blocked Song Shubai on the bed, holding the system elf Yan doll that he specially hand-sewn for Song Shubai—— "Yan Wanlai is just your good teammate?" "There are so many bosses, why do you only favor Song Fang?" "Tell me, who do you like more, me or the system elf?" Song Shubai: "..." Help, how come some people are even jealous of themselves? ▲▼▲▲This is a simple plot introduction▼▲▼▼ Strange stories after the collapse were scattered everywhere. On the highway, between the opening and closing of the car windows, hands and feet are wringing out silently; In the amusement park, three blind boxes of the same type can be eliminated with one click; In the museum, winning and losing are magnified infinitely, and losers become stepping stones that will never make a comeback; There is also a botanical garden full of tentacles, a fishing city full of fish, and Internet celebrity buildings full of weird fun... Besides that—— Why are his best friend Yan Lizhen and his best friend Yan Wanlai always at odds? Why is it that every time he successfully rescues and recovers a BOSS, he can look back and see the red eyes of Yan Lizhen and Yan Wanlai? Why do his good teammates always give him sympathetic looks after he stops Yan Lizhen and Yan Wanlai's elementary school bickering again and again? Song Shubai blinked and looked at the sky speechlessly. Isn't this a weird and refreshing article? I always feel like something weird is mixed in. #My bamboo horse seems to be teasing me, not sure, take another look# #The so-called love, from the beginning to the end# #, I never had a name# The value of force is the first and the insensitivity is the best. Straight men are attracted by x and become jealous. [Reading instructions] 1. A small group of three protagonists, with Song Shubai as the main perspective. The main cultivator, Luo, is gathered in Chapter Nine. 2. All bugs are just from the author's mind. Please bear with me and read the article in a friendly manner~ 3. My dear, you've come, why don't you leave something behind? ▼▼▼▼Pre-receipt keywords: Shura Field, the supporting role has become a heartthrob▼▼▼▼ Another day of being entangled with the protagonist ID: 8779530 Third person in the text 1. I am the artificial intelligence of the System Management Bureau, number 004. I am responsible for playing the role of an insignificant passerby next to the protagonist. A rootless poor person struggling to survive in troubled times, a social worker who was expelled early in the morning for stepping into the company with his left foot, a stepping stone on the road to immortality for the protagonist in the world of cultivating immortals... Just today, I received a new task. Playing the role of world number 10086, the agent of the puppet team. An ordinary person who fell into paranoia for the idol dream of his younger brother's heartthrob hero, and was destroyed by this paranoia. The younger brother's cannon fodder No.1 On his way to the top. In order to help me successfully complete the task, the administration specially set up a card drawing system for me to earn points and draw the function card of my adoptive brother. I looked at the boy in a sports shirt on the basketball court, playing with his classmates and laughing so wantonly, and fell into silence. Is it him? The colorful ones are so beautiful. I looked down at my dusty hands and feet and sighed. Yes, artificial intelligence does not deserve colors. He seemed to have seen me, turned his head sharply, put one hand on his classmate's shoulder, and waved the other hand in my direction, with a surprised smile on his face. "Brother!" He shouted loudly, his sweat-dampened hair shining in the sun, like a beam of light, brightening my gray vision. Dip——The strongest broker development system has been launched. The host has been detected and is being bound——] [Binding successful! The strongest broker development program has been launched. Please host to complete the first task as soon as possible and bind a ground puppet object. I watched blankly as Happy ran towards my younger brother, the heartthrob male protagonist. The strongest broker development system? Shouldn't it be a card drawing system to raise a younger brother? 2. I am the artificial intelligence of the System Management Bureau, number 005. I am responsible for playing the leading role. I also have three colleagues who play the leading roles, 001, 002, and 003. Together, we took a fancy to a colleague who always acted as a passerby, number 004. He always passes us by in our world, but he attracts our attention all the time. He is super cute. Her palm-sized face is covered with a layer of down, and her cheeks are always pink, like a juicy peach. The black hair was slightly curled, lying softly on the top of his head, looking very docile. Her almond-shaped eyes are always watery. When she looks over occasionally, there is always a pool of spring water in her eyes, which makes people unable to take their eyes away. But he always looked stupid, wearing gray clothes, standing in the corner of the crowd, looking ahead blankly with misty eyes. We always wonder, if he was also the protagonist, would it be different? So, we joined forces and applied to the bureau to create a special world for him and let him be the protagonist for once. I also took advantage of my status as number one in performance and successfully became his first strategy target. But... I looked at the three people surrounding him and occupying his entire field of vision, and I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart. It was obviously me who came first. When can you take another look at me? Intention: When in adversity, keep your heart toward the sunshine