Quick Transmigration Bureau: Cen Ji
Nine floors.
Several figures stood outside the main hall, watching the door slowly open.
A slender figure appeared before the crowd, his body radiating a violent aura. His snow-white face was gloomy and terrifying, sending chills down everyone's spine.
His gaze swept over the group of people. "You still want to stop me?"
"And her?" The man in the cassock stepped forward first, his sharply defined features appearing as exquisite as a lifeless statue in the dim light.
Even the sound didn't have much variation.
Cen Ji looked at him, his eyes filled with coldness, "Where she is, you should ask 001."
Shi Jing is ranked second on the list. Besides Cen Ji, he is the person who has followed the director the longest. He often makes decisions about things in the Quick Transmigration Bureau.
He was a Buddhist disciple who was indifferent to worldly affairs, yet he was the busiest person on the ninth floor.
Cen Ji curled the corner of his mouth slightly and said sarcastically, "What's the rush? Don't you trust him a lot?"
Only 001 can hide her.
"If you don't believe him, are you the one who should be believed?" A nonchalant voice came from the side. "001 won't hurt An'an, but you... what wouldn't you do?"
"Are you trying to say that I killed her?" Cen Ji fixed his gaze on the man's face and sneered, "It's as if you didn't want to kill her."
The moment those words were spoken, it was as if a drop of water had been poured into a hot oil pan; the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and everyone's spirits instantly tightened.
Those who can consistently maintain their ranking at the ninth level are not simple people; they are arrogant, each with their own talents, and some are even ambitious.
Killing Qi An'an and seizing the entire Quick Transmigration Bureau would free one from the constraints of any rules, which is tempting enough.
However, no one knows how the main system is bound to her and how they trade, so no one would rashly kill her.
Only silence led to action.
But they all knew very well that it was less that Cen Ji killed her and more that she cooperated with him to commit suicide.
She didn't want to live anymore.
No one here has lived as long as she has; she has experienced far more of the world than all of them combined.
But when they actually saw the ninth floor dimming, blood covering the ground, and her life fading away like a pure white, cold snow sculpture, melting away little by little, no one could be happy.
It was only at this time that they learned that the main system 001 had independent thinking ability and, moreover, protected its master.
They cooperated with it to subdue Cen Ji, causing him serious injury and putting his body into hibernation.
The director's soul was sent to a small world to be nurtured.
But all of this was being handled by 001. They had no idea what else had happened until Donna mentioned that a newcomer had made it all the way up to the sixth floor.
The newcomer's name is Qi An'an.
Shi Jing could not find her employment information.
After Cen Ji woke up, he tried to find her, but was suppressed by 001.
Compared to before, 001 is much weaker, so Qi An'an can only be relocated to the small world to avoid Cen Ji.
Donna and Colin met her once and said that her face had hardly changed, but everything else had.
As for what's different, they couldn't say.
Shi Jing's eyes were expressionless as she looked at Cen Ji and said, "You know you can't control 001, nor can you control the quick transmigration situation, so what are you still persisting in?"
“He can manipulate everyone’s power at will. In his eyes, everyone is just a bunch of useful puppets, and I don’t want to be that puppet.”
"Cen Ji, do you think we're three-year-olds? That we'd believe what you're saying?"
Who among those who can appear on the ninth floor hasn't crawled back from hell? Cen Ji spoke in a grand and righteous manner, but if he had never cared about the life or death of the Quick Transmigration Bureau, his target had always been 001 and the director.
"You're just resentful, aren't you?" Donna looked up at him, her deep blue eyes seeming to see through everything. "You like the director, but the director doesn't even have eyes for you."
Cen Ji was clearly provoked by her words, and his handsome face twisted slightly.
Colin gently tugged at Donna's arm.
Donna looked at him.
He said, "It's a bit malicious."
Donna said expressionlessly, "I'm telling the truth."
Others: "..."
Donna was the only woman on the ninth floor, so no one had thought about it from her perspective.
They never expected that Cen Ji, who despised the Quick Transmigration Bureau and its director the most, would have such a different inner world.
Cen Ji looked at the dimly lit ninth floor and slowly replied, "What do you know?"
Cen Ji had been with Qi An'an for so long that he had forgotten his original world.
He only remembered that he was used by the sect and died in front of the mountain-protecting formation. At that time, Qi An'an was a bloodthirsty and cruel demon. He had chased after her, but after his death, she trapped his remnant soul.
She said she liked his face, which is why she kept his soul.
She always teased him and treated him like a little slave.
He was humiliated but powerless to resist.
001 had always been aloof and had repeatedly advised Qi An'an to stop violating the rules in front of him—to her, keeping his soul was not allowed.
Cen Ji was not grateful to her for saving him; on the contrary, he felt that being enslaved by his former mortal enemy was a great disgrace.
Over the long years, he wanted to kill Qi An'an countless times.
But all of them failed.
Later, she also accepted Shi Jing as her disciple.
Since then, Cen Ji has almost always been in a black space similar to a storage bag, and has never been summoned again.
With the more useful Shi Jing, she no longer needed him.
But he knew exactly what she was doing, and as he was forced to watch her extraordinary life journey, he felt increasingly lonely.
Qi An'an has traveled through countless small worlds and is said to have accumulated a lot of points, but she herself is very stingy and never easily exchanges items in the mall. Every time she sees the prices, she will complain and curse to 001.
Until she unexpectedly gained the ability of a "creator" in a certain world, she and 001 established a quick transmigration bureau, planning to hire people to work for them and earn points from it.
She really dares to think that way.
She seemed to suddenly remember him and released him.
At that time, the ninth floor was as bright as day, sacred and majestic, and there were only three people there.
A long staircase leads to a high platform, where Shi Jing stands quietly, like a statue.
Qi An'an, disregarding her image, sat on the throne with her legs crossed, casually tapping the armrest, looking down at Cen Ji, "You have nothing to do, don't you want to play? If you get enough points, I can grant your wish."
Cen Ji could only look up at the two people.
He certainly knew Shi Jing; the two had even spent time together in the space, but they had never spoken.
He also knew that Qi An'an liked Shi Jing very much. She would often call him to play with her, call him when she couldn't beat someone, call him when she ate delicious vegetarian food, and give him the beautiful cassock she snatched as soon as possible...
Cen Ji always felt that Qi An'an treated him like a slave, but treated Shi Jing like family.
He stared intently at Qi An'an and said clearly, word by word, "My wish is to kill you."
Shi Jing, who had been looking down at the floor, turned to look at him after hearing his words.
"Hiss..." She glanced at him sideways, "This is a bit difficult. You need to get a lot of points and also have the strength to beat me."
Cen Ji had no trust in her whatsoever. "You and 001 are in cahoots, do you think I don't know? You want to have an easy life, so you lure others to work for you and take a cut. You're dreaming."
"Just tell me, do you want to or not? If not, stay in this space." She finished speaking to him fiercely, then turned to Shi Jing, her voice softening, "Brother, what about you? Do you want to work for me?"
Cen Ji also looked at him.
Shi Jing was originally a Buddhist disciple who was sacrificed in some other world. He happened to be the biological brother of Qi An'an's identity, so even now, she always calls him brother.
Shi Jing prefers tranquility, but he will agree to anything that is asked of Qi An'an.
"I agree."
Various thoughts flashed through Cen Ji's mind, and a sentence had already slipped out.
Her gaze returned to him, and she smiled broadly, "Okay."
Cen Ji clenched his teeth when he saw her cunning face after she succeeded.
"Can."
At that moment, Shi Jing's clear and cold voice came.
He didn't seem to have the slightest Buddhist demeanor; he was indifferent, numb, and sinister, more like Yama in a monk's robe.
But he was very subservient to Qi An'an.
Cen Ji stared intently at the transparent system panel in front of him, but didn't even look at the agreement on it. Instead, he was fixated on the girl's unrestrained and beautiful face.
The contract number suffix is 1.
He was her first employee after she established the Quick Transmigration Bureau; even Shi Jing had to wait her turn.
After that, Cen Ji traveled through time and space like crazy, no longer having to stay in Qi An'an's space, which he felt was a kind of liberation.
But as time went on, even though he completed each mission perfectly, he felt empty inside.
He never lingered in the Quick Transmigration Bureau. Once, on a whim, he entered the main hall and saw a man in red fawning over Qi An'an, patting her shoulders and kneading her calves with an extremely obsequious smile.
And she seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.
Compared to the initial joy and anticipation she felt when she first established the Quick Transmigration Bureau, she became much more restrained, and her smiles appeared somewhat fake.
She rested her face on one hand, glanced down lazily, and stared at him for a while before remembering his identity. "Oh, Cen Ji, you've been doing well lately, with such a high score."
Cen Ji stared intently at her, his heart throbbing as if it were about to explode from his body.
The way she used to look at him, with a hint of playful amusement, is now replaced by indifference and estrangement.
He was clearly the first person she ever brought along...
Realizing his jealous thoughts, Cen Ji quickly suppressed them, his eyes reddening, and abruptly turned away.
After that, Cen Ji would take a break for a period of time after each world ended.
He watched as the number of people in the Quick Transmigration Bureau grew and the rules became more and more complete. Many dramatic incidents occurred in the struggle for the ninth floor, but she never cared.
But no matter how the rankings change, his points will always be at the top of the leaderboard.
He thought she set up the quick transmigration bureau so she could be lazy.
She wants to retire, doesn't she?
In fact, she was still frantically traversing the area, but her score wouldn't be made public.
The new recruits who came in later were all found by the people living on the ninth floor. Some of them had never even met Qi An'an and only knew that the director existed.
That day, when he returned from his mission, he saw Shi Jing being criticized in the lobby. The person said that he was not wearing a uniform, which was a violation of the rules, and threatened to report him.
Of course, the report was rejected.
Soon everyone in the Quick Transmigration Bureau learned that Shi Jing had special privileges and could not wear a uniform; he was the person closest to the bureau chief.
Cen Ji clenched his fist and looked down at his badge.
He has no requirements for clothing and is even used to neat and uniform clothing.
The top-ranked badge was designed by Qi An'an; the others were automatically generated by the main system.
For reasons unknown, he came to the main hall and looked up at the figure on the throne.
The ninth floor became very quiet, the lighting had been adjusted, and it was so dim that it was uncomfortable.
Qi An'an has changed too.
She still possessed that youthful and beautiful face, but her eyes were lifeless, and she seemed listless about everything, even harboring a hint of self-abandonment.
She didn't seem to notice his arrival.
He just stared at her for a long time.
She didn't ask him why he came, and he didn't say anything either.
Cen Ji didn't like Qi An'an like that.
It was too quiet, like a living corpse.
He even began to miss Qi An'an, who liked to play pranks on him.
"Qi An'an, tell me, can I kill you now?" Cen Ji's voice echoed in the hall.
Upon hearing this, she looked down, and before she could even speak, the air instantly froze.
Cen Ji felt as if his breath had been stolen away, and an invisible cage had trapped him. It was the main system sensing his malice and imposing a restraint on him.
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