The Sickly Obsessive Male Lead is Addicted to Her

Ruan Qing'an, the strongest agent of the 3,000 Worlds Management Bureau, is a venomous beauty with a heart of stone. After transmigrating into the story as the wicked supporting female characte...

Chapter 208 Doomsday: Crazy Researcher x Naive Bodyguard (1)

As her consciousness continued to plummet, Ruan Qing'an struggled to regain her senses. Only after her soul had drifted far away from the previous small world did Ruan Qing'an suddenly open her eyes and see—

That world was like a crystal-clear glass ball.

Then, it began to break apart little by little.

The chaotic data flow surged continuously, and she seemed to see a pair of open eyes, flowing with dark green data. Then the world crumbled into dust little by little, as if all its power had been drained away.

037 sealed Ruan Qing'an's memories, but... the strongest mission taker of the Three Thousand Dimensions Administration Bureau is not someone who can be easily manipulated.

And those eyes...

"Thank you, Huai Nan!"

Ruan Qing'an spoke slowly and deliberately. She almost instantly tried to attack, but a dense stream of dark green data surged out from the void and enveloped her.

Then, those dark green eyes closed again.

Ruan Qing'an felt a surge of anxiety, her eyes filled with hatred. Almost instantly, she pierced through the data stream and followed the disappearing dark green data stream.

Her figure disappeared into the tiny world of the half-shattered glass sphere.

The system's inorganic voice sounded again.

[Fragment world S2485 has been retrieved and is loading.]

[Host 'Ruan Qing'an', System 037's privileges have been upgraded.]

[Access to the host 'Ruan Qingan's' file is granted.]

...

[Mission Objective: Zhou Ziqi]

【Affection Value: 0】

When Nguyen Thanh An woke up again, she was sitting in the cargo compartment of a container truck, surrounded by people covered in dust and looking disheveled, as if they were struggling to survive in the wilderness.

Everything around us was put on pause.

Ruan Qing'an's face darkened. This was clearly a system-generated technique, and what she had heard and seen before being transmitted to this small world...

She said coldly, "037, I need an explanation."

037 smiled wryly: [Ancestor, I don't actually know much about your relationship with the Supreme God. There are some things I can't tell you. Only this time, due to the special nature of this small world, the higher-level system has increased my access, which is why I can tell you and access your files.]

Ruan Qingan closed his eyes and said nothing more.

She was a veteran of the Administration Bureau, so she naturally knew she didn't have the authority. Even if 037 wanted to tell her, he couldn't. But Ruan Qing'an was unwilling to accept being sealed by the God of War and then dug out by 037 to do missions.

That guy who treated her like a fool...

037 sighed: "This world has its unique aspects. Once the mission is over, and I have the necessary permissions, I'll definitely tell you, Ancestor!"

“Remember your words, 037.”

Ruan Qingan spoke in a cold voice, his eyes half-closed.

As she finished speaking, the power belonging to the Administration Bureau gradually disappeared, and the entire small world came to life again, with noisy voices coming from all around.

The entire container was shaking violently. In his hand, Ruan Qingan held his Tang sword "Langyue," the blade of which gleamed faintly with a dark blue light.

Just then, a voice rang out—

"Forget about your knife, my sample is very important."

"Yes, boss."

Nguyen Thanh An answered in a very formal and methodical manner.

She turned her head to look at the man beside her—a tall, rather thin man who seemed to be in poor health, appearing excessively frail under his white lab coat.

His features were slightly effeminate in their handsomeness, but his medium-length hair made him appear more melancholic.

In short... he doesn't look like a good person.

Zhou Ziqi noticed Ruan Qing'an's gaze, looked up, and looked at her with slightly feminine and upturned eyes, a smile in his eyes: "My advice is, don't stare at the boss during work hours."

"Yes, boss."

Ruan Qingan obediently lowered his head again.

Zhou Ziqi's smile softened slightly: "Yes, very well-behaved."

Although she kept her head down, she did not miss the fleeting scrutiny and coldness in Zhou Ziqi's eyes.

Her current identity is a bodyguard hired by Zhou Ziqi at the Third Human Base—but it is clear that the original owner did not gain Zhou Ziqi's trust, and may even be someone who can be discarded at any time.

The male lead, Zhou Ziqi, is also a ruthless person and a typical neurotic character. He has an almost obsessive love for research and almost destroys the world under the guise of being the male lead. Although he is eventually redeemed by the female lead's "influence", he is still not a good person.

The original owner, as Zhou Ziqi's bodyguard, was never trusted from beginning to end. In the end, under the instigation of the female lead, she was used as research material by Zhou Ziqi and died on the dissection table.

Originally, Zhou Ziqi simply distrusted the original owner of the body, but the reason why the two eventually became enemies was largely due to the female lead.

The current plot involves the Third Human Base sending out an action team to search for resources. The original owner of this body is protecting Zhou Ziqi as they carry out the mission, but the original owner has not been told what the mission is.

Just as Ruan Qingan was pondering, a roar suddenly came from outside the container, accompanied by a cacophony of noise.

Immediately following was a flurry of screams.

"Damn it, it's a zombie horde!!!"

"There were about a hundred of them, and we're out of bullets!"

Ruan Qing'an snapped out of his daze, immediately stood up, gripped his Tang sword in one hand, shielded Zhou Ziqi behind him, and stared intently into the distance.

The stench of decay, the piercing screams—

Well, the game starts with a life-or-death battle.

Ruan Qing'an: "Little system, listen to me, thank you."

037 indicates that one dares not speak.