I'm A Paranoid Villain Harvester [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 10

You Xu's consciousness does not belong to this world. Duan Min could only control her body, but not her consciousness.

In view of this, You Xu was able to watch the show consciously and systematically.

Watching Duan Min take good care of her every day, feeding her, bathing her, changing her, and dressing her, as well as taking care of the pot of jasmine she gave him.

She had a novel experience at first, but later, her heart became calm and she just wanted to talk.

Finally, when Duan Min asked her, "Are you afraid, do you hate me?" she was excited, thinking that she finally had a chance to speak, a chance to prove her innocence, to stand firm, and a chance to comfort the boss. As long as she behaved better, she might be free.

You Xu quickly made a draft in her head, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she heard Duan Min's order to shut up before a word could come out, and he had a vivid expression on his face that said, "I don't listen, I don't want to hear it, I just don't listen."

"..."

As soon as You Xu's mouth was shut, there were only two words in her heart-- Holy Shit.

Then she saw that his face was depressed and lonely, like a literary youth who wrote the pains of his heart.

Of course, he was more like a stray dog abandoned by its owner.

You Xu said, can you not have so much drama, give me a chance to speak, will you, I can shout-- father is great, father loves you.

But she couldn't say a word.

It is obvious that from that day on, Duan Min was in a depressed mood. He sometimes thought of something in a trance, hesitated, woke up at night, and only when he saw You Xu would his eyes light up slightly.

After observing him day by day, You Xu understood it, and gave up the idea of struggling, and said with loving eyes, "he is a lonely man. He needs company. I am willing to give him my life."

"." The system said leisurely, "Can you not play so much?"

Moreover, the dedication she is talking about is definitely not the kind of dedication he understands.

The life of this party has fallen into an endless cycle. Duan Min only watches You Xu all day long and only does things related to her. The two of them just stay together in this apartment. This place is like an isolated corner of the world. Nothing from the outside world could affect them.

They are the only ones in this world.

It looked good, but it had become a stalemate. Without an opportunity, it will be difficult to break. The plot progressed slowly.

"How to break this situation." Even though You Xu was not self-motivated, she didn't want to stay so frozen.

The system sighed and said helplessly: "In fact, the mission in this world is already dead. To break this situation, you can only wait for You Qi to appear, Duan Min falls in love with You Qi, and then he'll follow the original storyline. This world mission will fail. After that, you can leave this world and go to the next world."

It didn't sound like a big deal, and You Xu said that it's whatever.

The system glanced at her and continued: "you have to complete the tasks of five worlds in order to return to your own world, and you have to redo five worlds for every failed task of one world."

The implication is that if you go on, you'll never go back.

"It's not that I want to leave," You Xu sighed. "The main reason is that there is no chance to break the situation right now."

As a result, that night, a completely unexpected opportunity appeared.

When You Xu was asleep, she felt a pain in her lower abdomen, followed by a wet, sticky feeling.

She silently counted the dates in her mind. Duan Min got up faster than she could react, lifted the quilt, lifted her leg, and looked at it, then his expression froze, his cheeks and neck were completely red, and his ears were so red that they looked as if they were about to drip blood.

You Xu: wait a minute, Shouldn't I be the one who should be shy?

You Xu collapsed a bit: " How can there be such a bloody plot!"

The system of forced vacations has already practiced Tai Chi in its mind. It is called self-cultivation but she didn't understand what is good for the self-cultivation of a rough stickman. "Even if you were dismembered, there would be no such plot. The world will go by its own causal setting."

"in fact, from the moment you transmigrated into this world, the plot began to deviate, followed by a series of reactions and new orientations, coupled with the complex and changeable feelings of the characters and their ability to hide their true feelings. So the direction of systematic speculation can only be used as a reference."

"The white crane brightens its wings." The match man slowly lifted two wooden hands and a match leg.

The long music of old age wandered slowly in her mind.

"Wave the pipa." The system makes a leisurely move and looked very calm.

"..." Did it go fucking crazy?