Quick Transmigration: They're Just Unloved Little Darlings

When the female lead reincarnated multiple times only to meet tragic ends, the collapse of small worlds left the Heavenly Dao in constant lament.

Ultimately, the Heavenly Dao's favoritism...

Chapter 83 The Leader with Emotional Deficiency Syndrome 13 (2/2)

"Helan?!"

Why did you suddenly call me on video?

Zi Xi was puzzled, not expecting it to be the male lead, He Lan Yuan. The male lead of this small world was always so strange.

Although it's unclear why this guy used a pseudonym, there's a special attraction between the male and female protagonists in this small world; whenever the female protagonist appears, the male protagonist will definitely be there as well.

Zi Xi was certain that his real name was He Lan Yuan.

Zi Xi looked at He Lan Yuan across from her, hesitant to speak, waiting for him to continue.

He Lanyuan's Adam's apple bobbed.

What should I say?

He said he finished reviewing reports today?

Too blunt.

"...I heard you applied to the archaeology department."

He finally managed to utter a sentence.

"Yes!"

"Professor Li said I'm simply a genius in the Department of Archaeology!"

Zi Xi waved her hands excitedly, very proud.

Her eyes shone like stars, and Helan Yuan stared at them unconsciously, not wanting to miss a single second.

"you……"

"Very impressive."

He paused, as if struggling to search his mind for words of praise, before finally speaking.

"Wow, that's rare! Are you praising me?"

Zi Xi blinked. In a month of getting to know each other, he had said as much as she had in three days. It was rare for him to even praise someone.

He Lanyuan nodded stiffly.

"Pfft, hahaha..."

"Helan, you really need to work on your vocabulary for compliments!"

Zi Xi laughed out loud.

He Lanyuan's ear tips turned visibly red.

"Mr. Luo, isn't the First Legion busy?"

Just then, Luo Ming appeared behind Zi Xi, stepped forward and pushed Zi Xi aside, taking up half of the frame, holding a shovel and sneering.

He Lanyuan's eyes instantly turned cold.

Their gazes collided in mid-air, sparks flying.

Zi Xi glanced at her brother, then at He Lan Yuan, whose face was growing increasingly dark in the holographic projection, and quietly turned to check on the condition of the fields.

"It seems Mr. He has plenty of free time, but we have other things to attend to, so we'll leave it at that for now."

Luo Ming looked at Zi Xi, gesturing for her to turn off the video call.

"Yes, we are indeed busy."

"Let's talk again, Helan!"

Zi Xi frantically pressed the close button.

Communication abruptly stopped.

The moment the communication was cut off, Helan Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

The air pressure in the lounge suddenly dropped.

His expression remained icy, not even his eyelashes trembled, but a thin crack appeared on his bracelet, and the alloy tabletop in the lounge suddenly dented, as if it had been slammed down by an invisible giant hand.

He Lanyuan stood still, his S-level mental power overflowing uncontrollably. He was meticulous even with the wrinkles in his military uniform, but the entire room had been reduced to ruins.

The only thing intact was the bracelet with fine cracks, because the projection screen still showed the photo of Zi Xi that had just been taken during the video call, her eyes shining as brightly as the nebula that he loved to look at.

I really want to kill the person who's getting in their way.

But no, if I kill that person, will Zixi still be friends with him?