Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

Back in the system space, Chu Zhu stroked 001's bird body: [001, what's his name?]

001 reluctantly informed: [Yan Jiheng.]

Chu Zhuo asked clearly which three words they were, and a pen and a piece of paper materialized in his hand.

He picked up his pen and wrote the three characters "Yan Ji Heng".

The second card skill: Transformation into all things.

The system space is not limited by the small world, and card skills can be used.

After traversing several small worlds, Chu Zhuo vaguely sensed that the card abilities belonging to him in those small worlds were most likely self-sealed... This kind of sealing was not imprisonment, but more like a form of self-protection.

The boy waved his hand, and a row of hooks appeared on the wall. He hung the paper with the three characters "Yan Jiheng" written on it on the first hook.

After finishing, Chu Zhuo called out: "[001, let's go to the new world.]"

001 had barely taken on the mission when it bared its teeth and shouted: "Host, the client in this world is in a different situation. We need to get there as soon as possible."

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After landing, Chu Zhuo felt lightheaded and instinctively took a few steps, floating three meters away.

Chuzhuo: "?"

001, come quickly and explain: [Oh no!! Something's wrong, something's wrong! Host, don't move yet, I'll send you the client's life story and timeline right away.]

This is a modern microcosm.

The client was born into a well-off family with kind parents and a happy home. His grandmother was especially fond of him.

Two years after graduating and starting work, his grandmother suffered a sudden cerebral infarction and was hospitalized, so he urgently asked for leave from his company to return to his hometown.

I hurriedly bought a plane ticket and rushed back, but I only had time to see my grandmother one last time.

After helping his parents with his grandmother's funeral arrangements, the client realized the fragility and preciousness of life and decided not to leave his hometown again, but to stay and look for new opportunities locally.

On the last day of the holiday, I submitted my resignation to my boss.

The boss values ​​the client's abilities and worth, and said he would give him some more time to adjust, and there was no rush for him to return to the company.

At this point, the parents also came to persuade him, and after careful consideration, the client accepted the boss's good intentions.

After spending almost a month in his hometown, the client slowly emerged from the shadow of his grandmother's passing and returned to work.

His parents took him to the airport and said goodbye with great reluctance.

On the way back to the apartment after getting off the plane, the client inexplicably fainted.

When he regained consciousness, he was surprised to find himself a lonely, wandering soul.

His memory was hazy; he couldn't recall how the incident happened, and his soul was trapped on the street, unable to leave.

As his mind wandered in this chaotic state, his soul grew weaker and weaker, gradually dissipating. Suddenly, the power of despair broke free of its restraints, following some kind of guidance, and drifted back to his parents' side.

The young body lay on the hospital bed, pale-faced, with bloodless lips, and so thin that it was skin and bones, sleeping there like a skeleton, oblivious to everything.

The parents, their hair and beards completely white, sat sadly by the bedside.

Then the electrocardiogram monitor next to the bed emitted a series of static beeps.

The mother fainted, and the father struggled to support her as she lay on the ground, wiping away his tears in sorrow.

My father, who is over fifty years old, sat on the ground like a lonely man, completely dazed.

The client was in a state of utter despair, unable to understand what had happened to him, why his soul had left his body... The image of his parents' haggard appearance was deeply etched into his heart, piercing his soul.

Just as his soul was about to dissipate, 001 detected the powerful resentment in his heart.

The timeline doesn't seem to have much to do with the client. It's a classic urban romance where the male and female leads have a business marriage, a marriage of convenience that blossoms into love. They go from disliking each other at the beginning to cherishing each other later on.

The male lead has a well-known childhood sweetheart who is deeply in love with him, and she repeatedly causes trouble and sabotage during their marriage.

Not only did it not break the relationship between the male and female protagonists, it also subtly propelled their affection to a deeper level.

The female supporting character was heartbroken and went abroad for treatment.

001 Key Point: [The client's request is to uncover the truth behind their misfortune, bring the culprits to justice, and then provide for their parents in their old age, ensuring they can live out their remaining years in peace.]

Chu Zhu pondered: [So here's the question: Will I also be restricted to this place?]

001 has a knack for messing things up, his bird-like eyes darting nervously: [Sorry, host. Normally there would be no restrictions, but this world is special. The client exists in two states, and while creating the body, I accidentally created two.]

[Because you, host, entered this body, the one in the hospital is actually a phantom, not fully formed, and can only barely maintain a semblance of normalcy. We need to stay in this body and wait for the hospital's body to solidify before we can enter.]

Chu Zhu remained silent. Suddenly, a heavy rain began to fall from the sky, and the once bright sky darkened in an instant.

Not knowing if the rain would fall on him, Chu Zhu instinctively sought shelter under the eaves of a nearby building.

001 huffed and puffed as it flew after it: [Host, you're too fast! 001 almost couldn't catch up.]

Chu Zhuo turned his head, his words of concern stuck in his throat, and a strange face came into view, staring straight in his direction.

He glanced behind him; it was empty, no one was there.

This person...can see him?

Out of politeness, Chu Zhuo raised her hand in greeting: "Hello?"

Yu Suili didn't move. His usually gentle expression was unusually lost in thought at this moment.

Chu Zhuo glanced behind him again, and this time someone suddenly appeared.

A spirited young man with dyed yellow hair.

As soon as the blond-haired man came out, he walked towards the man: "Brother Sui, why don't you come in? We're all waiting for you."

The short, heavy clouds and torrential rain came and went quickly; the dark clouds dispersed in an instant, and the sky brightened.

While being distracted, the boy disappeared.

I wonder where they went. Will I ever have a chance to meet them again?

Yu Suili felt a surge of irritation: "Let's go."

The blond-haired man shrugged and smiled obsequiously, following closely behind him: "Brother Sui, did I show up at the wrong time?"

Yu Suili did not answer directly: "How long have they been waiting? Are they sure they want to waste more time?"

Huang Mao immediately stopped talking and followed Yu Suili into the bar.

Chu Zhuo waved her hand in front of his eyes as he passed by.

no response.

Sure enough, it's that blond-haired young man.

I thought someone in this world could see me.

001 comforted him: "Host, there's also 001. We've taken over this whole street."

Chu Zhuo's lips twitched slightly.

The weather has cleared up, let's see where the area we can move around in is limited.

This street is called Jingfu Road Pedestrian Street. It is a commercial pedestrian street located in the most prosperous area of ​​the city center, and it is about 3 kilometers long.

After walking around the area, the limitation is just the literal meaning of Jingfu Road. You can go over half an arm's length, but you can't float over it completely.

If you force your way in, you'll feel a sense of rejection, as if you're about to be ejected from the small world.

Chu Zhuo squatted at the traffic light intersection on the edge of the boundary: [001, I'm a little hungry?]

001 Bald Head: [001 doesn't know, host, are you imagining things? The client hasn't had this symptom for years.]

Chu Zhuo carefully assessed the sensation: "That's right, my abdomen is burning; I could eat a whole pig."

This is, of course, an exaggeration.

When things go wrong, the bugs that appear have a chain reaction.

Knowing the enormity of their sins, 001 checked the backend and said with a gloomy face: "According to feedback from the world's consciousness, we created two bodies at once, which consumed a lot of energy and will cause a slight overload of sensory energy... which is commonly known as getting hungry quickly and experiencing a feeling of hunger in the abdomen, requiring timely energy replenishment."

Can virtual beings eat?

Chu Zhuo had only one thought at that moment: [Hungry, hungry, time to eat.]

001 Guilt +1, Extended Explanation: [This energy is not food, but rather aura, such as essence or yang energy, primarily found in men with strong fire energy and robust bodies.]

Chuzhuo: [? 】

It sounds so unreliable, is it really reliable?