Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

With the help of the dim moonlight in the horizon, Xie Ziyou was finally able to clearly see the scene inside the stone wall.

The ash-faced youth sat paralyzed on the ground, his upper body leaning against the stone wall.

He lowered his head slightly, and a large number of black shadows fell down, blocking his face.

The moonlight only illuminated the half of Guan Heng’s arm that was resting on the ground. It was so thin, with reddish-brown blood scabs crisscrossing all over it, and faint cyan blood vessels could be faintly seen below.

Guan Heng didn’t have the slightest fluctuation of profound energy around him. If it wasn’t for Xie Ziyou’s sharp ears, which allowed him to make out the faint sound of breathing in the wind, he would have almost thought that the youth was already a corpse.

Xie Ziyou’s heart trembled, and the numbing feeling came out again. It was as if there was a spring in his chest, and the moment he saw Guan Heng, he had a stress reaction.

Why was this person like this?

The timing, geography, and people had all been arranged for him. Why didn’t he seize the opportunity to cultivate and heal his injuries?

Xie Ziyou scratched the hole the size of his fingernail, and took out a pebble the size of a soybean from the ground. He pondered whether or not he should throw it in to wake up the protagonist.

But after gesturing at the hole for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly, and tightly gripped the pebble in his hand.

Guan Heng’s injuries were too severe.

This body of his was that of the Central Academy’s Goddess Xie, and not the weak Roaming Tiger. If he threw the pebble out, if he didn’t grasp the strength …

Xie Ziyou pushed away the stone wall, and raised his hand to rub his sore eyes.

“… I really didn’t expect that,” he said in a low voice, “Is Roaming Tiger’s identity that important to Guan Heng?”

He had read so many Family Xuan Fantasy novels, and there was no lack of stories about the grandfather/spirit pet/parents/relatives/unimportant supporting characters being killed by the villains.

Didn’t those protagonists quickly pull themselves together, make a triple jump in cultivation, and then ruthlessly take revenge on the villains?

The System’s heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Its host was good at everything, but it was too insensitive to emotions.

The System thought for a moment, and carefully hinted, “Then Roaming Tiger, now that you know, what do you plan to do next?”

Xie Ziyou’s heart was sour and depressed, and he scratched the back of his head in annoyance. His black hair turned into a messy ball of grass.

What else could he do?

Roaming Tiger should be dead by now, and even his bracelet was completely destroyed. He could split his divine sense and attach it to something else, but …

Feeling impatient, Xie Ziyou turned his gaze and glanced at the small hole in the stone wall.

He suddenly froze, and then stuck close to the hole. “… What’s that?”

“Mosquito?”

The System was stunned as well. “Roaming Tiger, are you seeing things?”

The weather was freezing, so where did the mosquito come from?

“No … I’m not seeing things!”

Xie Ziyou was half sprawled on the ground, and he looked at the hole with rapt attention. His tone of voice had gone from hesitant to irritated.

“Damn it, where did this stinky mosquito come from? You’re courting death! ”

Bastard, how dare you bite Guan Heng? Don’t you know that I’ve lost too much blood?

Yours Truly’s man … Bah, Yours Truly’s protagonist, how can a stinky mosquito torture him?

The small stone in his palm finally had a place to use.

Xie Ziyou’s eyes burned with rage, and he injected pure Xuan Qi into the stone. The pea-sized stone gradually emitted a pale blue glow, as if it was made of ice and jade.

Seeing that the stone was about to shoot into the hole, the System quickly turned into a bee and blocked the hole. “Wait, Roaming Tiger, don’t be in a hurry to vent your anger on me!”

“What are you waiting for?!”

Xie Ziyou anxiously pushed the System away with his hand. “A mosquito bites so quickly, it’s a big bump in one bite — Wait, what did you say? Vent your anger on me?”

“What a joke! Am I angry? ”

Xie Ziyou did not want to be outdone, and he glared at the System, gritting his teeth.

The System said helplessly, “Roaming Tiger, look carefully. How can a golden mosquito exist in this world?”

“That’s the employee who came to replace you. He’s an old senior. Golden Finger System 302 — No, I think it’s 303 now.”

The sky was cold and the earth was frozen.

In the entire cave, only the dim moonlight shone through the crevices of the rocks. The silhouette of the silhouette could be seen, and the tiny golden dots that were flying in the air became conspicuous.

On top of the mountain, snow and frost covered the vegetation and rocks. The chilling chill seeped into the skin bit by bit.

Xie Ziyou’s heart gradually turned cold.

He shivered, but he did not want to believe it. He bent down and looked at the hole for a long time.

After a long time, he let out a breath that he did not know who it was aimed at.

“It’s clearly a mosquito …”

The System smiled bitterly.

As a system, although they spent most of their time hiding in the sea of consciousness of the host and only communicated with the host, each system had their own mimicry, in case of need.

Each system could freely set their own mimicry, and they could change it at any time.

For example, 011 himself often used the mimicry of a small bee.

The tiny insects that were flying in the cave were more like tiny butterflies than mosquitoes. They were golden and shiny, with their thin wings folded behind their backs, and their long and slender antennae slightly extended forward.

No one knew how its host saw 303 as a mosquito.

Knowing that Xie Ziyou was feeling restless, the System comforted him, “Don’t worry, You You. Senior 303 will definitely take good care of Guan Heng. He’s famous in our system — according to you, it’s an urban legend.”

Xie Ziyou’s peach blossom eyes glimmered, and he muttered, “What urban legend? Number 404’s last train?”

“Uh … I’m talking about famous and inspirational people, like Ma Yun or something.”

Xie Ziyou snorted, “Oh, it’s just a smelly butterfly. What right does it have to be compared to Papa Ma?”

The System smiled bitterly, “Just based on its number, 303.”

The System Number of the All-Heavens System Corporation had its own unique meaning. Every time it assisted a host in completing a mission, the System Number would increase by one.

System 303 meant that Guan Heng was the 303rd host this senior had brought along.

This was the first time Xie Ziyou understood these rules.

His eyes widened in surprise, and his thin lips parted slightly. “So, your name is 011, and I’m the 11th host you’ve brought along?”

The System said, “That’s right. But You You, I hope you can call me something else. You can even call me ‘Villain System’, not 011. ”

… Because 011 wasn’t a unique name.

Every system had gone through the stage of 011, and 11 was a very small number. Every system took pride in having a high number.

It meant that they had experienced the wind and snow, and led batch after batch of hosts to reach the pinnacle.

A three-digit System Number was already considered an outstanding existence in the system, let alone a three-digit number that started with 3.

“Systems have lives, and they will feel tired. Generally speaking, a system that has brought along 100 hosts has two choices. The first is to retire and go down to the Small World to enjoy life, or the second is to be promoted and enter the upper echelon of the headquarters to do management work.”

The specific choice would depend on the system’s work efficiency during this period of time, as well as the host’s evaluation of the system.

“The system is not a machine. Very few systems reject the two choices mentioned above and choose to continue working. But Senior 303 is an exception among the exceptions. The higher-ups have sent out a promotion proposal seven or eight times, but it has rejected it every single time.”

“It’s the system that’s fighting on the front lines, and it’s the oldest.”

The System said slowly, its tone faintly revealing traces of admiration and admiration.

“Also, Senior is particularly gentle and has a good relationship with others. He is willing to give some advice to the new Systems. We all like him very much.”

Xie Ziyou: “… Oh.”

After listening to the System’s explanation, the golden bug quietly changed in his eyes. From a big pig’s trotters, it turned into an amiable and diligent old man.

… It was different from a temporary worker like him. With his qualities and abilities, it was indeed more suitable to stay by Guan Heng’s side as a golden finger.

Xie Ziyou licked his back teeth.

He stuck his whole body to the stone wall, not caring that the rough surface of the rock was rubbing his cheek. His eyes did not blink as he stared intently at the dancing light dot.

Guan Heng, who had been sitting frozen for a long time, finally reacted. Xie Ziyou looked at the youth and raised his head. His empty gaze wandered back and forth, landing on the buzzing light dot.

Guan Heng frowned.

His entire face was submerged in the darkness, but Xie Ziyou knew that he was frowning.

Even if he had not realized it before, the two years of living together had left a deep impression on the youth’s soul. Guan Heng’s fingers curled slightly, and he knew that Guan Heng was a little annoyed.

Xie Ziyou held his breath. His blood surged through his veins. His heart couldn’t bear the burden and started to beat wildly.

He watched as the youth raised his hand. His slender fingers were still pricked with fine spikes. His pale fingertips slowly rose, reaching towards the golden light dot in the air.

An inexplicable panic, like a big hand, suddenly gripped his soft heart.

Slowly, but persistently, from the hot blood in his heart, something that was formless and colorless, as fine as a thread, was heavier than life.

At this moment, Xie Ziyou had never realized a fact so clearly.

“You You” could be replaced.

The golden finger … was about to be replaced.