Chapter 4

At the very moment Su You stumbled and fell, System 001’s mind went blank. Even though it was a ‘Prime God-level’ system, it could not change the fact that it lacked a physical form.

This dimension was peculiar. Aside from Su You, System 001 found no other signs of life, which meant it could not send out a distress signal on Su You’s behalf.

Meanwhile, the Grand Cosmic Era’s AI Code stipulated:

Except in cases of fatal danger to the host, all AI were prohibited from manipulating objects.

System 001 gazed at its dazed young host, struggling to maintain its usual calm and steady demeanor.

“Yoyo, are you alright?” System 001 tried to keep its voice calm and even. As the strongest soldier-training system in history, it possessed vast knowledge of soldier cultivation across the universe, but its parenting skills were woefully inadequate.

When facing adult soldier candidates, the great soldier system 001 could be cold and ruthless, an iron-faced enforcer. But when facing little Su You…

System 001 struggled to keep calm—at least it should remain composed. It vaguely recalled that a guardian with stable emotions could provide a young one with a sense of security.

Meanwhile, in the main universe’s dimension, within the variety show broadcast sphere of “Super Soldier Grand Melee Season Two,” the host Makamaka and billions of spiritual spectators were on the verge of an uproar!

In the previous moment within the “Super Soldier 2” broadcast sphere, the spiritual spectators had collectively transformed into Su You’s favorite cyan color. The cyan light shimmered like a glowing ocean stretching across the night sky.

This entire romantic sea elicited a delighted “Wow!” from the little cub, which made the spiritual spectators in the broadcast sphere burst into joyful fireworks once again!

Knowing Su You’s fondness for cyan, these spiritual spectators even shaped themselves into cyan fireworks as they exploded.

“Wuwu, baby, look! Daddy/Mommy made fireworks for you. Do you like them?”

Whether the baby liked them or not was unknown, but everyone knew one thing—baby had fallen!

At the instant Su You fell, Makamaka let out a piercing scream exceeding 8000 hertz. His face, glowing green, instantly paled, and he collapsed in front of the light sphere, wishing he could pass through it and rush to Su You’s side to lift the little one up, showering him with hugs and kisses.

At that moment, all the spiritual spectators in the livestream room became mentally unstable. They fluttered about in chaos like mayflies in the audience section. The broadcast sphere’s spiritual stability detector beeped nonstop, as if about to explode!

“Dear viewers, due to the current unstable state of the spiritual audience, we will now begin playing the ‘Requiem’ in the audience section.”

Unfortunately, the spiritual spectators, unable to approach the fallen baby, were not soothed by the Requiem.

“Wuwu, baby, did you get hurt, my Su You?”

“The baby’s fine, but the bed’s bad!”

“So cruel, so cruel! Who put our baby on the bed? Such an adorable baby should be held lovingly in someone’s arms!”

The audience’s spiritual forms darted around anxiously, on the verge of exploding—not in joyful or negative emotional outbursts, but a dangerous kind of breakdown.

In the Grand Cosmic Entertainment Era, the universe was teeming with countless life forms, but spiritual power was always a vital symbol of survival for all species.

Viewers entered the Cosmic Light Network through spiritual projection devices, simultaneously becoming the favorite targets of the main universe’s super entertainment conglomerates.

During the network’s wild growth phase, these mega-corporations launched one thrilling game after another to attract users.

People did not realize that when a spiritual form exploded due to abnormal stimuli in the Cosmic Light Network, the user’s real self could suffer intellectual and spiritual damage.

Only after a wave of “Light Network sickness” patients appeared across species did the Main Universe United Government urgently enact the “Cosmic Light Network Amendment and Regulations.”

As the AI in the virtual broadcast sphere began playing the Requiem, host Makamaka finally came to his senses. Covered in green skin, he stared in terror at the audience section beyond the main stage, now in the grip of madness.

The Grand Cosmic Entertainment Era was also an era of universal law and order—no one could escape the United Government’s sanctions.

If a variety show caused viewers’ spiritual forms to suffer cyber death, the organizers would face enormous penalties based on the number of casualties.

Not long ago, Makamaka had proudly boasted that the audience section of “Super Soldier Grand Melee” had already reached level 5 within one cosmic cycle of its premiere. Now, looking at the frenzied crowd…

Help!

So many viewers were enough to bankrupt the Black Universe Group’s Variety Department!

And then, poor Makamaka would be doomed!

Those foolish diode viewers!

Makamaka’s green face darkened with rage. He had warned that diodes were the most irritating audience!

Every second, trillions of messages scrambled for the top spot on the Cosmic Light Network, and diode viewers were the easiest to sway by trending public opinion.

Not long ago, the glowing praise for the “Super Soldier Grand Melee Season Two” opening had just topped the hot searches, filled with adoration from the diodes.

Now, the hot search for the audience’s collective cyber death had replaced the previous one. Below it, the diodes were already hand-in-hand, labeling the Black Universe Group’s Variety Department the most heartless company in the main universe!

The diode viewers were full of righteous anger, exploding in fury!

“How despicable! Let’s expose the darkness behind this show together!”

The enraged diode viewers surged into the “Super Soldier Grand Melee Season Two” virtual broadcast sphere, forcibly expanding the level 5 audience section to level 6.

These angry diode viewers entered expecting to see cyber corpses scattered throughout the sphere, but instead, they beheld an entire…

Ocean of cyan spiritual forms?

“Wuwu, baby’s so good! Even after falling, he still remembers Mommy!”

“Baby, baby, you’re not dreaming!”

“Look, baby! The little flower on Daddy’s chest is the same color as your eyes!”

“Baby, do you want to see fireworks again? Mommy will perform for you!”

Inside the “Super Soldier 2” virtual broadcast sphere, chaos had vanished. Against the backdrop of the deep cosmos floated countless blossoms of “heart blossoms.” The crowded audience’s spiritual forms had unified into cyan, each emanating a happy glow. Countless spiritual forms gathered, forming a warm and dreamlike cyan sea of light.

It was truly beautiful!

The newly arrived spiritual viewers looked confused—wasn’t there supposed to be a collective cyber death?

They saw no cyber corpses; instead, each viewer’s chest blossomed a small flower!

Just as the newcomers tried to ask questions, the veteran viewers angrily turned to glare at them—

“Quiet! Newcomers!”

“Shh!”

Before the newcomers could protest, a soft, sweet child’s voice sounded—

Little Su You, who had fallen to the ground along with his little blanket and teddy bear, looked a bit dazed. But with the blanket’s protection, he hadn’t been hurt at all!

However, after falling, the little cub was a bit confused. He glanced around— the beautiful cyan ocean he had just seen was gone!

Because the lovely fireworks and ocean had disappeared, Su You felt a little sad. Using his tiny arms and legs, he climbed out from under the blanket pile and hugged his teddy bear tightly.

“Teddy, Su You just had a very beautiful, beautiful dream!”

The little one thought everything he had seen was a dream. He didn’t know that after falling, his reverse link to the broadcast room had temporarily disconnected.

Recalling everything from the ‘dream,’ he softly patted Teddy’s head and said, “Teddy, in the dream, I had a good friend just like you! His name was Tongtong!”

“We watched flowers together, and there was the sea and sky the same color as Su You’s eyes!”

Saying this, the little one hugged the teddy bear with a hint of sadness. “I wish it wasn’t just a dream!”

System 001: [……]

Facing adult soldier candidates, 001 could be cold and ruthless, but now it fell silent. It realized its earlier greeting had gone unheard, so it tried again:

“Yoyo, are you alright?”

The same gentle, magnetic voice from the dream sounded by his ear. Hugging his teddy bear, the adorable cub quickly lifted his head. His soft little face lit up with genuine surprise; his beautiful cyan eyes sparkled almost like stars.

“Tongtong?”

System 001 unconsciously softened its voice further. It said, “I’m here.”

“Tongtong!”

Su You was so delighted he jumped up. Unfortunately, he hadn’t yet mastered controlling his three-head body, so he wobbled in place before happily spinning around the floor with his teddy bear.

“Tongtong, Tongtong, Tongtong!”

The cub’s joy was pure and unreserved.

Even the gentle yet rigorous strongest soldier system 001 was captivated by Su You’s simple happiness.

Though the little one could no longer see the broadcast room audience, System 001’s livestream of Su You continued uninterrupted.

As the frenzied spiritual forms fluttering wildly like mayflies neared total madness, the clear, lovely childlike voice once again resonated through the light sphere into the virtual broadcast sphere.

In an instant, the viewers who were on the brink of explosion seemed to be saved by divine grace. Their manic moods vanished, and all the spiritual forms crowded once more at the transparent protective barrier, revealing expressions of adoring delight.

The spiritual stability indicator in the virtual broadcast sphere instantly shifted from the red of “critical danger” to the green of “stable.”

“Wuwu, baby, you’re not dreaming! Tongtong is here, Mommy’s here too!”