Has My System Been Replaced

Chen Miemie returned home carrying his packed boxed lunch.

As soon as he walked through the door, he was about to take off his shirt and go bare-chested.

The golden sun had been beating down all day, and it was simply too hot.

"I wouldn't recommend taking your clothes off here. There's a lady present."

The sudden female voice made Chen Miemie stop what he was doing.

Only then did he remember that there was a new member in the house.

"Qinghua, where are you? Why don't I see you?"

"I'm right here."

A life-sized porcelain vase stood there, its body painted with a portrait of a court lady.

The court lady shifted from still to moving, from a flat painting to a three-dimensional figure. Qinghua stepped right out of the vase.

Chen Miemie craned his neck slightly and cheered, "That's amazing, Qinghua! You actually have this kind of talent. But where did this big vase come from? It wasn't here before, right?"

The white porcelain beauty replied with a slightly playful tone, "I spent the whole afternoon making this 'bed' for myself."

Chen Miemie leaned closer to the vase, examining the remaining patterns now that the court lady was gone, and gave a thumbs up.

"The plain body outlines the blue and white, the brushstrokes shifting from thick to light. The glaze renders the court lady's charm, kept as a private treasure. Good, very good. I didn't expect your artistic attainments to be this high."

Hearing the praise, a hint of rosiness flashed across Qinghua's white jade-like skin.

"By the way, this vase is taller than a person. Where did the materials come from?"

"I listened to you and didn't porcelainize the things in the house."

Chen Miemie suddenly had an ominous premonition. "So, you used...?"

"I used the bowls and plates from the kitchen." Qinghua wore an expression that practically said, "Hurry up and praise me."

Chen Miemie hurriedly ran into the kitchen, only to find the cabinets completely empty, leaving behind only a single, lonely iron wok.

"Qinghua!"

After a chaotic uproar, Qinghua admitted her mistake. Chen Miemie, having contributed the raw materials, gained half ownership of the large vase.

Today's dusk was very peaceful. The sun and the moon transitioned almost seamlessly.

It was just past six o'clock.

Less than five minutes later.

Chen Miemie, wearing only shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, shivered all over.

"Hiss... why did it get so cold all of a sudden?"

He glanced out the transom window.

A white moon had appeared in the sky.

The moon above the roof emitted a white light.

"Today is the Frost Moon." This was Chen Miemie's first time seeing the Frost Moon. "Achoo! It's so cold."

"I need to find some thick clothes."

After rummaging through the chests and cabinets, Chen Miemie was surprised to find that there were absolutely no clothes in the wardrobe.

"I'm doomed. Am I going to catch a cold and get sick tonight?"

Qinghua shuffled over. "Do you need a snuggle?"

She still remembered that in the morning, Chen Miemie had especially loved hugging her and exclaiming how cool she felt.

Chen Miemie reached out to touch Qinghua but immediately pulled his hand back. "No way, you are freezing. Please don't touch me."

As a transmigrator, whenever he encountered difficulties, the natural solution was to ask the system for help.

'Xiao Hong, are you awake? It's time to clock in for work. I'm so cold. Can you transfer this feeling of coldness away?'

He called out in his mind for quite a while before the system slowly appeared.

This time, the text that appeared was white.

[Xiao Hong is not here. Do not disturb me unless it is important.]

'Huh? White text? You aren't Xiao Hong. Who are you?'

[You can call me Xiao Shuang. I prefer quiet, so please do not talk to me about meaningless topics.]

'Xiao Shuang, are you also my system?'

[According to your understanding, yes.]

'Then where did Xiao Hong go?'

[A meaningless question. She is not here, so naturally, she is sleeping.]

'Do you have any ability that can make me immune to the cold? I'm freezing to death.'

Chen Miemie's words were a bit exaggerated, but not by much.

The damp spots in the kitchen and bathroom had already frozen over. The temperature was now below zero degrees and was still dropping steadily.

Dropping suddenly from a high of forty degrees to below zero, this drastic shift was simply like experiencing a world of fire and ice.

[The sensation of cold has been transferred.]

Chen Miemie instantly felt that he was no longer cold.

'This transfer is truly a divine skill. Can all negative status effects be transferred away?'

[Judging by the environment you are in, yes.]

'If I keep transferring bad things away, will the other side receiving the transfer suddenly be unable to handle it one day?'

[No.]

Xiao Shuang treated her words like gold, giving only the final answers without any explanations.

Fortunately, Chen Miemie was thick-skinned.

'Why not?'

[The essence of the transfer is distributing what your human body endures onto your true original body. To your true body, this does not constitute any harm.]

'Xiao Shuang, look, Xiao Hong gave me a lot of abilities. Shouldn't you show some generosity too?'

[Very well. You have acquired the abilities: Lunar Cold, Illusionary Reflection, and Immortality 9.]

Truth be told, as aloof as Xiao Shuang was, she was incredibly straightforward when it came to providing support.

Chen Miemie felt that once they got familiar with each other, Xiao Shuang would definitely be very cute.

After gaining the abilities, naturally, he had to try to familiarize himself with them and master them.

He went to the bathroom and filled the porcelain washbasin halfway with water.

This washbasin used to be plastic. Detective Miemie, as witty as ever, knew exactly who was responsible at a single glance.

He reached out, plunged his hand into the water in the basin, and exerted his power.

The moment Chen Miemie's hand entered the water, it instantly turned into solid ice.

The entire basin, along with the water and his hand, froze together into a single solid block.

'Um, why won't this ice shatter?'

[The ice produced by Lunar Cold is ten times harder than steel. Wait for it to melt slowly during the day.]

Chen Miemie: ???

What kind of ridiculous ability was this?

He thought he would coolly freeze his target into ice shards, but it turned out he would just awkwardly freeze himself together with the target?

'It doesn't even come with an ice-shattering function. One-star review.'

Xiao Shuang did not reply to him.

At this moment, Chen Miemie's cultivation realm was not high enough. He did not yet understand that supreme-level powers did not pursue functional diversity, but rather the absolute extreme in a single aspect.

Lunar Cold was the absolute extreme of coldness.

"Qinghua, Qinghua~"

"What did you call me for?" Hearing his voice, Qinghua walked into the bathroom.

"Come here and porcelainize my hand along with this icy basin."

The power level of Lunar Cold was very high. Even though Qinghua was much stronger than Chen Miemie, it still took her over half an hour to complete the porcelainization.

Chen Miemie snapped off his porcelain arm once again, then used his transfer and grafting abilities to finally return to normal.

Xiao Shuang and Xiao Hong were very different.

Xiao Shuang never initiated conversations with Chen Miemie. She only answered when asked, rarely volunteered information, and completely embodied the aloof and cold archetype.

As for his second new ability, Illusionary Reflection, Chen Miemie couldn't even activate it.

Xiao Shuang merely offered a single sentence: "This is meant for spiritual attacks; you cannot use it at the moment."

"Forget it, I'll study it slowly later. Time to sleep."

At 5:55 AM, the break of dawn.

Just as smoothly as the dusk transition had gone yesterday, the fog at this dawn arrived just as suddenly.

Chen Miemie was still sleeping.

On the massive porcelain vase, the closed eyes of the painted court lady suddenly snapped open.

Qinghua sensed the dense fog outside the door.

There was also a sound she was particularly familiar with.

"Chicken~ chicken~ chicken~"

"What a coincidence? Why is it here?" A smile appeared on Qinghua's face.

She didn't open the door; instead, she gently shook Chen Miemie awake.

Chen Miemie stayed up late last night, so right now she was groggy and could barely keep her eyes open.

"Qinghua, is it time?"

"It's not time to go to school yet, but Miemie, there's a fog outside. The anomaly that came just happens to be one of my few good friends. Can we take it in?"

Qinghua knew that Chen Miemie had the ability to contain anomalies without much effort; she herself was a ready example.

"You have friends? What kind of anomaly is it?"

"I call it Bobo. It smells very good, but if a human eats it, they will die."

'Xiao Shuang, have you left?' Chen Miemie glanced at her watch; it was five minutes to six.

[I've left, but I haven't completely fallen asleep yet.]

'I want to make contact with an anomaly. Does my immortality still work if you're gone?'

[You have five minutes.]

"Qinghua, open the door quickly. Let's make this quick." Chen Miemie jumped out of bed.

Qinghua couldn't see the conversation between Chen Miemie and Xiao Shuang, but she was very obedient and immediately sprang into action.

The front door opened.

The anomaly outside, clucking "chicken~", stared blankly when it saw that the one opening the door was Qinghua.

Chen Miemie also stared blankly at the anomaly outside the door.

"Qinghua, your friend is... an already roasted pineapple chicken?"