The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Wen Yubai looked up and saw Ling Yu walking out from beside the pile of stones. He didn't know when Ling Yu had arrived.

The man's face betrayed no emotion, but his amber eyes were much more somber than usual.

He walked over and, without saying a word, pulled Pei Jichuan, who was still nestled in Wen Yubai's arms, out of his arms with a somewhat rough motion.

He hoisted Pei Jichuan onto his back, and after regaining his balance, he uttered two words:

"Let's go."

Ling Yu started walking, but not very fast.

Wen Yubai followed behind him, watching Pei Jichuan, a tall man of 1.9 meters, pressing down on the slender Ling Yu like a mountain.

His heart stirred slightly, and he thought of going forward to lend a hand, but when he caught sight of Ling Yu's icy face, he ultimately didn't speak.

Well, given the atmosphere, he'd better not provoke anything; less is more.

-

The three met up with their two teammates at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Pei Jichuan and Wen Yubai in such a disheveled state, they were surprised and immediately came over to ask what had happened. They said they hadn't been able to contact them for a while and thought they had been eliminated.

Wen Yubai explained the situation in a few words, omitting the real reason why Pei Jichuan fell into a coma, only saying that he was injured.

It was already past four in the afternoon, and this place was not a good place to stay. Ling Yu looked at the map, decided on a temporary place to stay, and directed everyone to move to an abandoned residential building three kilometers away.

Twenty minutes later, they found a relatively intact abandoned house, tidied up a space, and started a fire.

They took off Pei Jichuan's soaked clothes and put them by the fire to dry, and also told Wen Yubai to quickly change out of his wet clothes so as not to catch a cold.

Wen Yubai responded, took off his clothes and hung them on a simple clothes rack, then took out a quick-drying vest from his backpack and put it on.

To lighten their load, they usually only carry one jacket and two vests. The jacket gets soaked, leaving him with bare arms.

Now that they're in the final rounds, danger lurks everywhere, and the two solo teammates spontaneously went outside to stand guard.

The temperature dropped sharply at night, and Wen Yubai felt a chill as his bare arms swept over him. He moved closer to the fire and chewed on a tasteless nutrition bar.

The flickering firelight illuminated his thin muscles and fair skin, dazzling Ling Yu's eyes.

He watched for a while, then suddenly unbuttoned his coat and handed it to Wen Yubai.

Wen Yubai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on. He took the coat, turned around and covered Pei Jichuan, who was unconscious next to him.

Ling Yu: ……

Is he that concerned about Pei Jichuan?

Simple-minded, physically strong, and blind, Ling Yu couldn't understand what was so good about this person that made Wen Yubai so infatuated.

"Aren't you cold? Should I give it to him?"

Upon hearing this question, Wen Yubai realized that while the front of the fire was warm, his back was still a bit cold.

"It's okay, I have a blanket."

He stood up, rummaged through his backpack, pulled out a thin blanket, and draped it over himself.

Ling Yu was speechless for a moment.

He took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, walked to Wen Yubai's side and sat down, pinched a corner of the blanket, pulled some over and draped it over himself.

"I'm a little cold too."

The two shared a blanket, inevitably drawing them closer, shoulder to shoulder, skin to skin.

A heat rose from within, and Ling Yu's cheeks flushed. He turned his head to look at Wen Yubai.

In the firelight, the handsome young man seemed puzzled, his brows furrowed and his eyes filled with inquiry.

It seems they want to understand something, or perhaps they've already realized it but can't believe it.

"you……"

Ling Yu's heart was in his throat, filled with both fear and anticipation. This conflicting feeling made his throat tighten, and then he heard Wen Yubai say:

"If you were cold, why did you give your coat to Brother Pei?"

Is this what it means to love deeply?

Wen Yubai had just thought Ling Yu was going to give him his coat.

It was 188 reminding him in his mind that since he was closest to Pei Jichuan, it would be too deliberate for Ling Yu to directly put the coat on Pei Jichuan, so he took a roundabout way and gave the coat to him so that he could help cover himself with it.

Wen Yubai thought about it for a moment and agreed. Ling Yu was the kind of person who liked to take things in circles.

But now that Ling Yu was cold, Wen Yubai didn't want the team's only commander to get sick, so without much hesitation, he returned the coat that was covering Pei Jichuan to Ling Yu.

"Put it on yourself," he said, getting up to rummage through Pei Jichuan's backpack. "I remember Pei-ge's blanket wasn't lost either."

Sure enough, they found the thin blanket in the innermost layer, unfolded it, and covered Pei Jichuan with it.

Then Wen Yubai took back her blanket, wrapped herself in it again, and looked at Ling Yu in the firelight.

Ling Yu: ……

This blockhead, I don't know how he grew up.

-

Pei Jichuan was unconscious, and Wen Yu had drowned during the day, so they weren't assigned to stand guard tonight. Ling Yu and two other teammates took turns on duty.

At one o'clock in the morning, Ling Yu was relieved of his shift. He tiptoed in and found Wen Yubai sleeping soundly next to Pei Jichuan. Even when Ling Yu lay down beside him, Wen Yubai didn't make a sound.

It seems like today's trip really took its toll.

Ling Yu turned to the side, his gaze falling on Wen Yubai's arm exposed outside the blanket.

Her skin was as white as a piece of cold jade, and it was indeed icy cold to the touch.

Ling Yu pulled the blanket up to cover his shoulders.

Then he just stared at the clueless Wen Yubai, feeling a bittersweet feeling welling up inside him.

No, Ling Yu retorted.

Wen Yubai may not be completely ignorant, but his mind has always been focused on only one person.

Ling Yu lowered his eyes, and the unfamiliar, uncontrollable emotions in his chest grew wildly like weeds, growing back as soon as they were cut, entangled and intertwined with him.

Unlike Pei Jichuan, he wouldn't see this as just a simple brotherly relationship.

At that moment, he knew clearly that he wanted him.

They want to possess this person completely, inside and out, to imprint their own mark on his body, his consciousness, and all his pain and pleasure.

But he wouldn't tell Wen Yubai about his feelings.

In a game of strategy, exposing one's weakness is tantamount to handing over the handle of a knife.

Once Wen Yubai finds out, he will be able to easily control him, and all his bargaining chips will vanish.

However, Ling Yu couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Wen Yubai found out.

Just imagining those usually calm eyes being stirred by this, imagining him losing his composure, staring at him in disbelief, or laughing at him maliciously and with a hint of mockery...

Ling Yu's Adam's apple bobbed, and a secret excitement surged up his spine like an electric current, making his scalp tingle with pleasure.

However, there is still something in the way that needs to be dealt with; Pei Jichuan cannot stay.

But we can't take action now.

Ling Yu understands the principle that the living can never compare to the dead, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to personally create a golden statue for his rival.

He needs to be patient.

Ling Yu closed his eyes, suppressing those surging thoughts.

He will come up with a solution that will prevent future problems.

-

The next morning, Pei Jichuan finally woke up. Not only was he awake, but he was also full of energy and showed no signs of discomfort.

By this time, the number of online players on the map on the eighth day had dropped to twenty-five. Those who had managed to survive until now all had some skill, so we couldn't afford to be careless.

Wen Yubai was eliminated while covering Ling Yu's retreat.

He was too exhausted on the seventh day, and the simulated health value of the device on his left chest kept hovering at a low level. He could have barely held on a little longer, but he was hit head-on by a shell from a heavy mech, and he was eliminated without any doubt.

Faced with elimination, he was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, he felt relieved.

Great, he can finally go back to the spaceship and take a hot shower.

If it weren't for helping Pei Jichuan secure a spot in the top ten of the individual rankings, he would have wanted to be eliminated long ago.

Life on a spaceship is so comfortable. Why suffer on a battlefield in the middle of nowhere?

For the past eight days, he could only wipe his body with a towel and hadn't even taken a bath. He felt like he was getting pickled.