Quick Transmigration Bureau: My Favorite is Afraid I'm Too Boring
"He is Cen Ji!"
"That guy who's always ranked first in points, he's amazing."
What is he going to do?
"The situation is not good..."
"The question is, where can we hide?"
"..."
Cen Ji's murderous aura was impossible to conceal, and it was clearly directed at the bureau chief and his men.
There were rumors before that a few people on the ninth floor were at odds and had caused quite a stir, and now it seems that there really was such a thing.
The appearance of Silence even affects the energy field of the main system.
The air seemed to expand infinitely, time stood still, and there was a subtle sense of tearing apart, pressing down on everyone.
Those who are even slightly sensitive would already be showing signs of pain at this moment.
Above the ruins of the White Tower, a cold white light enveloped their seemingly petite and frail, yet unfathomably powerful, bureau chief. The main system, on the other hand, resembled a lifeless, perfectly anthropomorphic machine, expressionless and silent.
The other eight people on the ninth floor had already gathered together, seemingly siding with the bureau chief.
For a moment, the Chu River and Han border were clearly defined. Cen Ji stood alone on the opposite side like a rebel, exuding a fierce aura and a strong killing intent.
There were so many people there, yet no one dared to breathe loudly.
I'm afraid I'll get caught in the crossfire.
Of course, they also didn't have the chance to watch the game again.
As the familiar dizziness washed over them, the group gasped and swayed.
When they came to their senses, the oppressive aura around them suddenly vanished.
They had all been moved to a wide square, but the director and his entourage did not appear.
A huge screen was hanging in front of them.
At this moment, the rules for moving into the new city are scrolling on the big screen.
The destruction of the White Pagoda and the obsolescence of the old employee code of conduct herald the beginning of a new era.
Everyone scattered, seemingly having completely forgotten about the crisis!
"Damn, this is the new city? We won't have anywhere to live without points!"
"Are they going to replace the bureau chief soon?"
"I'm betting that Cen Ji will lose today!"
"That's interesting, but it's best not to change it. It's fine as it is now."
"That's strange, how dare Cen Ji fight against the main system?"
"I heard that the director was deceived by Cen Ji, and transferred all her energy to him, so she is very weak now... and can't beat Cen Ji at all!"
"Where did you hear that from?"
"Anyway, I heard from a big shot from the eighth floor that the current director has amnesia. She's not here to experience life at the grassroots level at all; she's just starting a new game after her body has been rebuilt..."
All sorts of outrageous topics were discussed in the square, but as the surrounding buildings gradually took shape, people began to muster their courage and form small teams to explore.
No matter how much the higher-ups make a fuss, they can only wait for a result, so they might as well focus on their own affairs first.
Silence reigned over the ruins.
Qi An'an didn't look at Cen Ji, but glanced at Wen Cun's face. "Wen Cun, you already noticed?"
She wondered why he had suddenly appeared.
"Mm." Wen Cun nodded.
He knew that the illusion couldn't hold Cen Ji for long.
What's there to be nervous about?
"No."
"You're still lying to me?"
"..."
The two were whispering to each other, but in reality, everyone could hear them.
Wen Cun's hands, hanging tightly at her sides, were clenched tightly, her rosy lips pressed into a line; it was less a matter of nervousness and more a matter of being troubled.
I don't know how to deal with this person.
Of all the people, he understood Cen Ji the most.
After all, he obtained all the information about Cen Ji at the same time as An An, so he knew Cen Ji's personality very well and was aware of the changes in his feelings for An An.
Even if Wen Cun had the ability to kill Cen Ji, he still couldn't kill him.
Because An'an used to really like Cen Ji.
Wen Cun had no idea whether An An, after being reborn, would fall in love with him again.
This was the first time Qi An'an had seen such complex emotions in Wen Cun's eyes. She hadn't taken Cen Ji's matter to heart before, but now it seemed there was more to it than met the eye.
She turned to look at Cen Ji, sizing him up and down.
She wondered if it was just her imagination, but compared to the man in her little world, Cen Ji now seemed to have had a layer of sharp thorns worn away.
Qi An'an was actually a little unsure of Cen Ji's thoughts. If he liked her, everyone knew that he did want to kill her and destroy the system.
If you say he hates her, then the way he looks at her now is extremely contradictory.
It was as if she were a heartless woman who had betrayed his feelings.
Of course, she was certain that she wasn't.
Wen Cun told her that she didn't like to flirt and had never been in a committed relationship with anyone. Even Wen Cun was just someone she... vented her frustrations on.
Qi An'an finds it hard to associate these four words with divine tenderness.
But that is indeed the case.
Tenderness largely filled the void in her heart and body.
Their love and desire reached a high degree of unity and formed a tacit understanding due to their long-term close companionship.
The buzzing sound came from the direction of the new city. Cen Ji looked in that direction, a cold light flashing in his deep eyes.
When she first established the Quick Transmigration Bureau, everything was rushed. She didn't want to spend time on management, so she tightly controlled everyone from the beginning, as if she had picked up countless robots and only assigned them to do tasks numbly.
Some people stay in the bureau for a long time and gradually forget their original intentions for signing the contract, becoming like walking corpses.
In the end, she became like that too.
Her body was still alive, but everyone could see that her soul had died.
He knew that she had deliberately provoked him to kill her.
He did as she wished.
She felt relieved at that moment, but many others were plunged into deeper suffering.
Staying on the ninth floor, staying by her side, has always been his obsession.
Clearly, some people share his views.
The people present today all have some inexplicable entanglements and karmic connections with her.
Cen Ji unusually refrained from initiating a fight, but the atmosphere did not ease, and it was Qi An'an who took the initiative to break the awkward silence.
She coughed lightly and said to Cen Ji, "You're back."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to hear overlapping sounds in her mind, coming from a distant place, with a clear echo, that kept reverberating in her ears.
It was as if she had said this countless times.
This was said to Cen Ji.
Wen Cun and Cen Ji both looked at her.
Cen Ji gritted his teeth, the muscles on the side of his face tensed, and his sharp gaze was fixed on her.
Qi An'an's words caused the waves of emotion he had been trying to suppress to surge again.
My eyes suddenly felt sore.
A jumble of emotions surged up like waves, rushing into my brain.
Long time no see, praying for your safety.
At this moment, Cen Ji recalled many things that he had deliberately ignored.
At first, every time he came back from a mission, she would smile and say to him, "You're back! Did anything fun happen?"
How did he usually reply?
He completely ignored her.
After a while, she got bored and stopped talking to him.
Besides Shi Jing, whom she trusts and relies on like family, even more interesting people appear in her life. Each of them knows how to respond better than him. Some of them may have harbored hatred and malice towards her just like him, but they are gradually won over, such as Nangong Xin and Bai Rui.
People like Cen Ji, who are clueless and always have a cold face, are naturally left out.
That's how he pushed her away step by step, ultimately leading himself to utter ruin.
"Oh dear, she's about to cry," came Donna's shocked voice.
The scene became quite awkward.
Colin pulled her away before stopping.
Suppressing the surging bitterness, Cen Ji lowered his eyelids and opened his mouth, his cold and sharp voice seemingly wrapped in frost, "Didn't expect me to come back?"
Qi An'an was used to his attitude: "Do you think there's anything I don't know?"
She really didn't know, but Wen Cun did.
Cen Ji's eyes were dark. Right, Wen Cun, as a system, could completely detect his hidden feelings.
Qi An'an will find out too.
Cen Ji was once furious about this, feeling as if his clothes had been stripped off time and time again, leaving him with no privacy whatsoever.
If it weren't for this tender moment that threw him into the illusion and forced him to recognize his own heart, he would still feel resistant and humiliated for falling in love with Qi An'an.
After a moment of silence, he looked at Qi An'an again, as if all the thorns on his body had been removed, and the coldness and ferocity around him had been swept away like smoke. His voice was not loud, but his tone was very firm, "You have not regained your memories."
"No."
Why not?
"Because I don't want to."
Qi An'an answered Cen Ji earnestly.
As they were talking, Cen Ji had already come up to her and was looking down at her.
Not long ago, he saw this person drape him in a phoenix coronet and wedding robes, and he was still able to rationally kill her. But now, his heart, which he thought had long since turned to stone, was beating wildly.
“I admit it,” Cen Ji said slowly, “I like you.”
The moment those words fell, he felt the weight that had been pressing on his heart for so long disappear. Beneath the calm surface, every cell was trembling and roaring.
Qi An'an suspected she was hallucinating.
The others watching the commotion also had strange expressions on their faces.
Cen Ji had been suppressed by Wen Cun before, but as soon as he woke up, he immediately took action, wanting to find Qi An'an, wishing he could die with her.
He's so stubborn, it's impossible to understand what he's thinking.
I never expected him to have come to his senses now.
Only Donna, who was standing the furthest away, pricked up her ears and laughed wildly, "I knew it."
Colin: "..."
He paused, then said, "Donna, I like you."
Donna: "..."
The smile on her face vanished, and she disappeared in a flash.
Colin: "..."
A heavy sigh.
"..." Qi An'an looked at Cen Ji's handsome but expressionless face and squeezed out a single word, "Oh."
"How much do you like it?" Di Si asked Cen Ji, glancing at him sideways, as if trying to stir up trouble.
Previously, his divine power was restricted, and he couldn't defeat Cen Ji, but now, who knows?
Nangong Xin said quietly, "I really couldn't tell."
Before Lu Jing could speak, Qi An'an stopped him with a look, "If you're free, hurry up and go check on the situation in the new city."
Then he said to Shijing, "Brother, thank you for your trouble."
Shi Jing lifted his eyelids and glanced at the group of people. "Let's go."
He originally wanted to stay a little longer, but these people were so indiscriminate in their attempts to get attention.
With a tender glance, the several people with different expressions vanished without a trace.
In this way, only three people remained in the otherwise silent space.
With gentle eyes lowered and a quiet demeanor, she stood beside Qi An'an the whole time, never initiating conversations, as if she didn't exist. Her obedient and loyal nature made people feel at ease.
With his imposing presence, Cen Ji was impossible to ignore, simply by standing there.
He said, "I don't want to see you with Wen Cun."
"Then you'll have to bear with it."
This is what Wen Cun said.
He then reminded Qi An'an, "An'an, we can't stay here any longer."
Qi An'an glanced at the dark surroundings and replied, "Let's go."
Then, completely ignoring Cen Ji, Wen Cun took Qi An An and left.
Cen Ji did not chase after them.
He stood still, head bowed, without hesitation, his hands clenched into claws and dug into his left chest.
Even a body made of flesh and blood can still feel pain. The tall frame hunched over and trembled as it pulled out a ball of light intertwined with gold and red...
——
This is a city made of reinforced concrete, but the sky is somewhat hazy, and because there are no people or sounds, it seems a bit desolate.
This is already the ultimate level of tenderness that can be achieved so far.
To put it bluntly, Qi An'an couldn't bear to let him waste any more points.
The two stood on the top floor of the tallest building, their clothes fluttering in the wind, Qi An'an's hair rising and falling, brushing against her fair skin.
Wen Cun silently raised her hand and carefully grasped a few soft strands of hair; she always needed to hold onto something to feel at ease.
Qi An'an stretched and asked, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Wen Cun: "I don't want to disturb your conversation with Cen Ji."
Qi An'an glanced back at him. "I'm talking about now."
He gently loosened her hair, leaned in from behind, wrapped his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace, his warm breath brushing against the back of her ear.
After this buildup, he whispered, "You liked him."
Qi An'an asked in surprise, "Hmm?"
"You liked Cen Ji, 100% favorability rating."
Wen Cun emphasized the last sentence, her clear voice sounding a little hoarse, as if she had been wronged.
Since he and she are one, he naturally knows her level of affection.
Cen Ji is the only person whose favorability rating she has reached 100%.
once.
Back in the small world, she liked to tease Cen Ji. Later, she brought him along because she had feelings for him.
Wen Cun even knew that Cen Ji's affection for her was permanently stuck at 99%, as if something was preventing him from continuing this affection.
Wen Cun felt very dark about himself, and he hoped that Cen Ji would never be able to give him the love he deserved.
Because he knew that what she wanted was wholehearted sincerity, while Cen Ji was very stubborn and self-centered, and even if he really loved An An, he couldn't give her happiness.
Wen Cun even wanted to kill Cen Ji.
This thought would grow wildly whenever she was secretly heartbroken.
Cen Ji may have also noticed that the hostility towards him had never diminished.
Qi An'an remained silent, staring blankly ahead.
Wen Cun tightened her grip slightly, her eyes shimmering with fragmented light. "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering, what would I like about Cen Ji?" She turned around in his arms and looked up at him.
"Want to know?"
"Um."
"I'm passing on the memories of that little world to you." His eyelids drooped, and his thick, silvery-white eyelashes concealed the heaviness in his eyes.
He would never deceive her.
A gentle kiss on her lips, and a memory naturally appeared in her mind—about the little world where Cen Ji lived.
Several fragments flashed through Qi An'an's mind, and she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. "And then?"
He gently lowered his head, and his cool lips covered hers once more.
He held her body even tighter with his hands.
Qi An'an witnessed the entire process of how Cen Ji fell for her and then gave up on her, and her heart pounded along with her.
But at best, it's like watching a movie in an immersive way.
She was young and impetuous back then, but she kept the system's warning in mind and maintained an outsider's perspective even in the small world. She only changed the fate of the cannon fodder herself, and never interfered with the fate of others.
Cen Ji is special. On the surface, he is stern and cold towards her, but in private, he takes punishment for her, secretly gives her sword manuals, protects her every time she breaks through her cultivation level, and even though he knows her identity and hunts her down, he always shows mercy. He just needs an excuse to see her...
To be honest, it was hard for her not to be tempted.
So after his death, she took him into her spatial dimension, intending to win him over so he could keep her company.
However, he was as stubborn as an ox, and she wouldn't chase after a man who couldn't provide her with emotional support, so she readily gave up...
If we're talking about liking someone, then yes, she did like someone.
When you give up, you truly let go.
What she didn't expect was that, as time went by, Cen Ji was able to hold onto that stubborn feeling and remain unchanged.
Only today did he admit it.
Qi An'an traced the emotional line that Wen Cun had conveyed, and said jokingly, "Wen Cun, back then you were always ignoring me and throwing tantrums. You didn't like me before you even had a baby, did you?"
What had just been transmitted to her mind were also the several arguments she had with the system because of Cen Ji.
His warm, high nose touched hers, and his deep, seductive voice said, "I don't know, but you were always scolding me for him back then, which made me hate Cen Ji even more."
"Did I? Don't falsely accuse me."
He seemed even more aggrieved, the redness at the corners of his eyes becoming more pronounced. He gently kissed her lips and said in a muffled voice, "If An'an says no, then no."
"Are you jealous of Wen Cun?"
"No, I remember all the rules of male virtue that An'an typed in for me, and I never nitpick."
"..." Qi An'an's rationality was eroded by his teasing, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Do I have to kiss you to accept the memories?"
"No." Wen Cun slightly turned her flushed face away. "I want a kiss."
Qi An'an: "..."
She smiled and leaned closer to him, cupping his cheeks in her hands. "How can you be so cute?"
She then asked, "You must know how much I like you, right?"
"Um."
He waited patiently for her to kiss him, but she didn't move. He then brought his face to hers and said, "I know, An'an likes me the most right now."
That's why he acts so recklessly.
"Hey, you said you'd like me the most now and the future."
"……uncertain."
"Huh? You don't believe me?"
"No, no one can guarantee what the future holds."
"I can."
“But actually, An An can also like other people, I’m afraid I’m too boring.”
He spoke casually, yet held her hand tightly.
Qi An'an looked down at their clasped hands and said, "Your words are no longer credible."
Wen Cun: "..."
Qi An'an: "Don't worry, don't worry, I love you the most."
Wen Cun: "..." I can't put my mind at ease at all.
But her words were so sweet and tender, I loved listening to them.
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