Xie Qi slowly opened his eyes and felt weak all over, as if all his energy had been drained away. Fatigue surged over him like a tide, and everything in front of him was pitch black. The scorching sun above his head shone directly on him, making him feel extremely tortured.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead and soaked his clothes.

Xie Qi lowered his head and found that his left hand was tightly gripping a bundle of wheat, and his right hand was holding a sharp sickle. Looking at the field in front of him, although the area was not large, the neatly arranged wheat stubble around it showed that the original owner had already harvested about two-thirds of the wheat.

Xie Qi thought to himself: Am I going to become a farmer this time? Just as he was daydreaming, a shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Xie Qi! What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and get to work. Harvest all the wheat and then exchange it for money. Don't you know how hot it is?"

Xie Qi turned around upon hearing the voice, and immediately saw a person lying leisurely on a lounge chair above the wheat field, with a huge parasol above him to block the scorching sun.

On the small table next to the man were iced drinks and a floor fan, which formed a sharp contrast with the environment Xie Qi was in at the moment.

At this moment, Xiao Ziran saw that Xie Qi was still not moving, and immediately shouted, "Why did you stop? They're almost done cutting over there!"

Although Xie Qi has not yet fully accepted the original owner's memory at this moment, based on the current situation, he already has a guess in his mind that this world is likely to be a farming novel.

However, given Xie Qi's personality, it was simply a pipe dream to ask him to do farm work under the scorching sun, not to mention that there was someone above him who was arrogantly ordering him to work.

Xie Qi walked towards the other person step by step. After a while, he arrived next to the parasol.

Xiao Ziran stared at Xie Qi approaching, frowning. He took off his sunglasses and said unhappily, "What are you doing up here? There are still so many crops to be harvested! It's too hot today! I just want to go home and enjoy the air conditioning!"

However, Xie Qi did not respond to his words. Instead, he raised his hand and pushed back the black hair that almost covered his eyes. Sweat slid down his hair, revealing an extraordinarily handsome face and a pair of eyes shining with golden light.

Then he placed one foot firmly on the opponent's recliner, put one hand on his knee, and pointed the sickle in the other hand at the opponent.

Xie Qi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile. His deep eyes flashed with a cold light that made people shudder.

He smiled and threatened, "You do it, or do I do it to you? You choose."

Xiao Ziran was so frightened by Xie Qi's sudden threat that he trembled all over. He stared at Xie Qi in disbelief, looking at him completely different from his usual self.

Xiao Ziran pointed at Xie Qi and stammered, "No...no, the persona you put on online is really fake!"

Xie Qi didn't waste any time and directly picked up the other person from the recliner, then threw him into the field and threw the sickle down with him.

"Finish cutting the rest."

"Why? I don't want to harvest wheat." The other party said angrily after hearing Xie Qi's words. However, when he tried to rush forward, he was frightened by Xie Qi's sharp eyes and froze in place.

At this moment, he only felt a chill rising from his spine, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, which made him feel scared. This feeling was completely different from the Xie Qi he knew on the Internet.

Although he was filled with resentment, he also clearly realized that he was in the wrong. This should have been a joint task for two people, but he relied on his status as the young master of the Xiao family to push all the tasks onto Xie Qi alone.

But now, facing Xie Qi's cold gaze, he no longer had the courage he had just now. At this moment, Xie Qi was as terrifying as a demon. He even suspected that if he continued to pester him, Xie Qi would really cut him with a knife.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ziran picked up the sickle on the ground without hesitation and quickly fled the scene.

Xie Qi silently watched the other person's receding back until he was sure that he had gone far away. Then he slowly walked to the recliner where the other person had been lying before and sat down.

Then, he turned on the fan, feeling the cool breeze blowing on his face. When the heat on his body subsided, Xie Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly lay down on the recliner, gently closed his eyes, and said lazily, "948, transmit the plot."

"Okay, host." 948 replied.

However, Xie Qi suddenly opened his eyes as if remembering something, looked at 948 suspiciously, frowned, and asked, "Wait! Is there going to be a problem with the plot this time? It was because of you that I was screwed last time!"

"No! My viruses have been cleaned up, there is absolutely no problem!" 948 assured confidently.

Hearing this, Xie Qi's expression finally eased a little, but he still said with some doubt: "Okay, then you can spread it..."

"Host, please be prepared. The plot is being transmitted..." said 948.

After a while, Xie Qi understood the general situation of this world.

This world is a world where humans and demons coexist in harmony. However, most humans are unaware that there are demons around them.

Thousands of years ago, a mysterious demon suddenly broke the entrance between the human world and the demon world, causing a large number of demons to pour into the human world.

But not all demons are evil. Some kind demons saw the prosperity of the human world and longed to live and work there. So, several demon kings decided to negotiate with humans.

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