Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

“… How many benefits did Guan Heng give you to make advertisements for him every day?”

Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth.

His mind was already in a mess, and the System was even taking advantage of the situation. Xie Ziyou was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to ask, was this his villain system, or Guan Heng’s love system?

The System was also very helpless.

How was this an advertisement? He really couldn’t bear to see the host’s conflicted look.

“You You, actually, the company has many very humanized policies regarding the management of the host’s emotions. These policies are mainly used in the “Strategy System” department. For example, if you pay a certain amount of points, you can be free from the restrictions of missions and people, and extend the time you spend in the pocket world. At this time, all missions will be interrupted, and you won’t have to play the villain anymore. ”

“If you need, I can report to headquarters and ask if this policy can be implemented in the” Villain System “…”

Before he could finish, he was suddenly interrupted by Xie Ziyou.

“No, I don’t need it.”

Xie Ziyou lowered his head slightly, his feathery eyelashes trembling violently.

Her fine and slightly curled eyelashes swept down like a small brush, leaving behind a dim shadow in the young man’s eyes that were filled with confusion and worry.

He looked out of the window, the blue sky and the wandering clouds were reflected in his eyes, which were as clear as the lake. The surface of the water was as tranquil as a gem, but in the depths, there was ice and snow, just like the eternal ice on the peak of Contemplation Peak.

The cool breeze rustled through the forest and hit the leaves. The slender and sharp bamboo leaves were like blades, mercilessly reaching out and cutting the sky.

Xie Ziyou asked slowly, “How many points will your policies cost me?”

“Will my points be enough for me to stay for the rest of my life?”

There was a long silence.

After a long time, the system said in a small voice, “Staying for ten or twenty years is always possible …”

Xie Ziyou shook his head, “What’s the use of that?”

“Normal people still have decades to live. Guan Heng is a xiuzhe, so his lifespan is longer than normal people.”

“After twenty years, if I leave, what will he do?”

The system said carefully, “You You, you don’t need to think so much.”

“Your mind is too tense, if you just relax a little in another world …”

“No!” Xie Ziyou shook his head fiercely.

One world, then what about the next one?

If he accepted this feeling, would he be able to gently put it down in the future, turn around and enter the next villain’s mission?

The villain’s mission was different from other missions. He had to be a bad person, be an evil person, be hated by the gods, be hated by the ghosts, be hated by the whole world — to be able to do the villain’s mission just by breaking off the engagement was really a stroke of luck. Xie Ziyou saw more missions that required him to betray his family and friends, commit murder and arson, or even betray his country.

He hated those missions.

Carrying a heavy psychological burden, he had made it all the way to where he was today. He had only relied on the anger in his chest, the determination to go home.

He could not waver here.

He could not use his own desires to harm Guan Heng for the rest of his life.

This feeling that shouldn’t have sprouted was too heavy for both of them. It wasn’t joy, but burden.

Xie Ziyou suddenly stood up.

Her long dress fluttered in the wind, her white clothes whiter than snow. The eyes of the beautiful “young girl” sparkled with tears. Guan Heng didn’t even have time to speak. In an instant, Xie Ziyou had already leaped out of the open window.

Her nimble figure flew away with the wind, leaving behind only a faint voice in the air.

“I’ll go first. Don’t bother me if you’re fine. ”

Seeing Xie Ziyou run away, Guan Heng’s handsome brows instantly furrowed.

From the moment he entered the door, his gaze was locked onto Xie Ziyou, not moving away for even half a second.

They had only been apart for one day, but to him, this day was as long as the beginning of time.

But Xie Ziyou, who was in his heart and mind, wasn’t he even willing to look at him?

The youth’s heart surged, feeling disappointed and slightly wronged.

He leaped forward and grabbed the edge of the window. His body nimbly crawled towards the window, wanting to flip over the window to chase — —

But just as he flipped over halfway, a slender hand reached out from behind and grabbed Guan Heng’s clothes tightly.

“Junior Brother,” Wu Cong’s expression darkened, his eyes dark. “Don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Senior Brother has something to say to you.”

“Master asked me to take care of Junior Brother. As Senior Brother, I naturally have to fulfill my responsibility.”

The youth’s eyes glanced sideways, and his hand tightened. He bit down on the word “Junior Brother” so hard that he almost forced it out between his teeth. “I see that Junior Brother comes from a humble background and doesn’t understand etiquette. His temper is also a bit irritable.

“Senior Brother has an idea. Why don’t Junior Brother try it?”

As it neared noon, the sun gradually turned vicious. Tiny, dry dust scattered in the air, slowly drifting into one’s mouth and throat, causing one’s chest to feel stuffy, anger to rise, and the mouth to dry up.

Guan Heng’s slender legs rested on the window frame. The indistinct grievance and disappointment in his eyes were quickly covered up.

The youth’s eyes were deep, and his thin lips were lightly pursed. He turned his head to stare at Wu Cong.

No wonder You You didn’t want to talk about personal matters with him.

So there was still this idiot in the room.

A cool breeze blew, and the green bamboos rustled.

Alright, Guan Heng thought to himself. Then I’ll deal with this shit-stirrer before chasing after You You.

A faint smile slowly curled up the corner of the youth’s mouth. There wasn’t a trace of a smile in his eyes. His gaze was cold and straight, and he didn’t flinch.

“Since it’s Senior Brother’s good intentions, Junior Brother is being disrespectful.”

Guan Heng slowly raised his hand and made a gesture of “please.”

“Senior Brother, if you have any advice, please speak.”

…

“Within seven days, you’re going to pick a thousand Deviant Butterfly Orchids from the back of the mountain of the Academy?”

“That’s right.”

Wu Cong chuckled softly, concealing the contempt in his eyes and tone very perfunctorily.

“The Deviant Butterfly Orchids are only third-grade spirit plants. Junior Brother has great talent. This kind of small task shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?”

“You don’t need to use such provocation on me.”

Guan Heng shook off the youth’s hand in disgust and flicked the hem of his sleeve. “Senior Brother, I will complete the task. You don’t need to act like a brother against your will in front of me — by the way, Senior Brother, your acting skills are terrible. Do you want Junior Brother to help you think of a way to practice?”

“You!”

Wu Cong choked on his breath, and his face immediately turned red with anger.

He’s overturned!

This little brat had just entered the sect, yet he dared to be so disrespectful to him. What would he do in the future?

Guan Heng had long since disliked this person. He hated the drooling look the youth had when he looked at Xie Ziyou.

Previously, he had only disliked Wu Cong’s anxious look. Now, he knew that Xie Ziyou was the You You that he yearned for. Every time Wu Cong glanced at Xie Ziyou, Guan Heng wanted to break his legs.

“Alright, Junior Brother, you’re capable.”

Wu Cong panted heavily, his neck flushed.

He didn’t even bother with the perfunctory reply. He glared at Guan Heng and said bluntly, “Don’t blame Senior Brother for not reminding me. This Sly Butterfly Orchid matures once every ten years. It’s specially planted for Master to cultivate. The task of picking it has been suspended in the Hall of Duty for some time. If you don’t do a good job after accepting the task, be careful that the Hall of Duty will punish you! ”

In addition to daily teaching, the Central Academy also had many administrative departments. The Hall of Duty was responsible for arranging training missions for the students, while the Hall of Duty, as its name implied, was in charge of rewards and punishments.

These two departments were like two mountains, holding the power of life and death for the students.

With the dean’s status as the dean’s last disciple, the two halls didn’t dare to interfere with Guan Heng.

But now, Guan Heng could see that his cheap master was clearly a hands-off shopkeeper. Wu Cong was probably the one in charge of all matters related to the academy.

But he only smiled lightly and said casually, “So the Hall of Duty and the Hall of Duty are also Senior Brother’s people.”

“Then I should be careful. Thank you for your reminder, Senior Brother.”

So what if you’re going to trip me up on the task assessment and rewards and punishments?

Guan Heng admitted that he wasn’t someone who liked to fight fiercely, but he would do his best in everything related to Wandering.

“Senior Brother, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, feel free to use them.”

“Junior Brother, I’ll accompany you to the end.”