[Quick Transmigration] White-eyed Wolf Cultivation System

Hell, Department of Reincarnation.

The cold light from the screen was reflected on the man's face, his eyes were light and cold, as clear as glass beads.

His nameplate is placed on the large sandalwood desk.

Director of the Reincarnation Department, Si Chen.

For a long time, there was only one picture on the big screen that occupied the entire wall. In the dark space, there was an unconscious person kneeling, bound by heavy black iron shackles.Si Chen didn't make a sound either. If it wasn't for a flash of lightning striking the man from time to time, it would almost make people think it was just a still shot.

Drop drop, drop drop.

The intercom phone on the desk rang, Si Chen frowned, and raised his hand to pick it up, "What's the matter?"

"Director, the warden of the Nether Sea is here."

Si Chen said impatiently, "Just say I'm not here."

"But he's already at the door... Well, my lord, you can't just go in like this, my lord—"

bang——

The door was pushed open, Si Chen put down the phone and raised his eyelids to look at the visitor, and waved to the anxious and embarrassed assistant without any surprise, "It's okay, you go out, close the door."

The visitor was dressed in a black robe that was tightly covered from head to toe, with only a sharp chin exposed, like a silent ghost.

He raised his hand to take off the hood, and his long black hair like crow feathers poured down. His skin was so cold that it was a kind of forest white that had not seen the sun for a long time, which was almost whitened by the black clothes and black hair. A kind of ghost.His bright golden eyes were as cold as the pupils of a snake, but there was a small scorching cinnabar mole in the corner of his left eye.

As soon as he walked in, he was caught off guard by the picture on the wall. The surging anger flashed from his eyes, but the expression on his face remained calm and indifferent, "Sir." He said steadily.

Si Chen waved his hand, and the screen suddenly disappeared. He crossed his fingers, looked up at the black-robed envoy in front of him, and said, "What a rare visitor, No. 81. Why, what do you need from me?"

No. 81 took out a few thin sheets of paper from his arms, put them on the desk and pushed them towards Si Chen, "This is the pardon order for No. [-]," he explained, "No. Sign the document."

Si Chen picked up the document, flipped through it casually, raised his eyebrows and said, "Life imprisonment, is this full?"

"To be exact, there are still 10 hours, 50 minutes, and 15 seconds, sir." The voice of No. 81 sounded a bit gritted, "130 Five years ago, the new revision of the Heavenly Articles, the maximum limit of life imprisonment is 1 years, you will not forget it ?”

Si Chen scratched across the words on the paper with his fingertips.

file one

Name: Ji Chuan

Race: Protoss

Charge: extermination

……

He touched his chin and put the file back on the desk.

"There's no rush," he leaned back in his chair, and said in a leisurely manner, "As for how to deal with him after serving his sentence, the higher-ups still need to hold a meeting to discuss it. It's been 1 years, and it's not too short of a few days. We'll wait for the discussion to come up with a charter." I'll sign it later."

No. 81 took a deep breath and said darkly, "Yes."

***

rustling, rustling.

The small and broken sounds continued continuously, and even the continuous thunder and thunder could not stop this annoying movement.Xie Ci was so disturbed that he opened his eyes drowsily.

There was a piece of black robe corner in sight, which was already a little tattered, and the "rustling" sound was the sound of the cloth being dragged on the ground.The owner of the robe corner stopped in front of him, Xie Ci raised his head and looked up.

He was stunned for a moment.

He saw a face exactly like his own, no, exactly the same face as Ji Chuan.

what's going on?

"Stupid?" The guy raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "Hey, even though I know it's me, every time I see such a silly face, I still have the urge to punch it."

Xie Ci made a sharp move, stared at this mysterious man of unknown origin vigilantly, and said, "Who are you?"

"I am you," he said, paused, and then said, "No, it should be said that you are me... Forget it, it's all the same."

"..."

Although he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, it didn't prevent Xie Ci from having the urge to kill this guy.

"Do you really want to kill me?" The man who looked exactly like him sighed and muttered helplessly, "It's the same reaction every time..."

He stretched out his hand to Xie Ci, Xie Ci was startled, subconsciously going back.But he was firmly trapped on the ground by the black iron shackles, how could he retreat, the guy rudely grabbed his face to prevent him from moving, and lightly lit the fire of karma between Xie Ci's eyebrows with his other hand.

Xie Ci gave a sudden pause and opened his eyes wide.

With that light touch, something rushed into his brain like a torrent, and Xie Ci was suffocating - he didn't know if it was a new punishment invented by the Protoss or what, it felt like It is to squeeze the whole universe into his brain, his brain seems to be broken into countless stars and dust, he is at a loss in the torrent, and he is forced to accept the things that are forced in.

There are countless pictures and memories, people with different names, identities, ages, and genders, all kinds of people, their lives have their own waves, and they have reincarnated thousands of times, but they all slide to the same ending without exception.

"Shangshen Jichuan, Son of Heaven..."

... can never come out, never be free.

"Are you aware of your mistake?" the man lowered his head and asked him with a pitiful expression.

Xie Ci had a splitting headache, gritted his teeth and struggled to answer: "I... am not wrong."

The face that belonged to Ji Chuan had an expression of "I knew it would be like this", and shook his head with a smile.

"Oh my God..." The last scene Xie Ci saw before he passed out was another person looking up at the thunder that struck head-on, smiling wryly and muttering to himself.

***

Ji Chuan opened his eyes exhausted.

The throbbing pain in his temples, the overwhelming headache and nausea, forced him to take deep breaths to suppress the urge to throw up.

It was still too much effort to forcibly accept 1 years of memory, not to mention that he had experienced so many different lives in the [-]-year reincarnation, and within a few seconds after regaining consciousness, he couldn't even tell who he was.

Thank you... By the way, that is his identity in the latest system reincarnation.

There was darkness all around, and with the familiar sound of [Dididi——], the broadcasting voice that had been offline for a whole world finally sounded:

[Welcome back, host. 】

He returned to the system room, and in front of him was a small ball of light that fluttered leisurely, emitting a soft light.

Ji Chuan smiled wryly, and said tiredly, "Okay, I've remembered everything, let's get rid of these blindfolds."

The surroundings were quiet for a few seconds, and then with the light cluster as the origin, the whole space twisted and swayed like a wrinkled water wave, the darkness gradually faded away, and the whole space revealed its original appearance——

A thunder roared, and Ji Chuan let out a muffled grunt, skillfully resisting the lightning strike.

He moved his ankles and smashed the ghost hand protruding from the ground to grab him, and the one hundred and eight dark iron shackles collided and made a tinkling sound.

The shadow as dark as a ghost stood where the light group was originally. Both the thunder and the ghosts avoided him, which formed a sharp contrast with the miserable wind and rain on Jichuan's side.

Ji Chuan shook his head, raised his head and smiled slightly at him:

"Administrator, long time no see."

The black-clothed ghost walked towards him, his robes swaying like flowing water.Looking at his walking posture, Ji Chuan felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart.

Every time the system reincarnation ends, he will meet with the administrator. In fact, he never knows who is under the black robe, or even if it is the same person. They never communicate too much, but for some reason, This long-lost goodbye made Ji Chuan feel something different.

He may know him.Ji Chuan thought while staring at the footsteps of the man in black.

The administrator stopped in front of him and snapped his fingers lightly.

Ji Chuan felt a sudden lightness on his body, he looked down, and the black iron shackles disappeared, he looked up in a daze, and the sky thunder also stopped at some point.

He was still half-kneeling on the spot, but it seemed...free?

"No. [-], the sentence is over, you are free." The administrator answered his doubts with the ups and downs of the male voice, which formed a strange contrast with his current appearance, "Come with me."

Ji Chuan felt that his brain was also strangely broken.

cute?How did he come up with that adjective?

He was unimaginable and stood up in a daze. The situation at the moment was really hard for him to understand—freedom?He is free?

"Aren't you... not afraid that I will destroy the world again?" He finally couldn't help asking.

The administrator's footsteps did not stop, and he asked in a smooth manner: "Do you know how?"

Ji Chuan was stumped by this question.He followed the administrator step by step, until the two of them stopped at some point, but he still couldn't think of an answer.

Why did he want to destroy the world in the first place?

It's too high school, I feel a little ashamed to say this sentence... But he really can't remember it.

The administrator suddenly grabbed his hand, it was cold, Ji Chuan shuddered and looked at him in surprise.

"Ji Chuan, you have been deprived of your identity as a god, and now you have two choices: one, enter the underworld civil servant establishment and work in Youminghai Prison; two, enter the six realms of reincarnation with a mortal body, and have nothing to do with the world of gods and demons ever since— - choose."

Ji Chuan's gaze shifted from the administrator's pale fingers to his face - visually it was the position of the face, which was blocked by the black hood and he couldn't see anything.He stood there dumbfounded, and didn't understand why the topic jumped from destroying the world to here.

And, sadly, he even thought about it seriously, "Do civil servants have five social insurances and one housing fund? Is food and housing included?"

The administrator was silent for a second or two, and when he spoke again, Ji Chuan could hear a bit of helplessness from the unchanging voice of the broadcaster, "Yes, food and housing are included, but there is a rent subsidy. Allot the house."

It's so sad—Ji Chuan thought desperately—that the ambition of destroying the world has fallen under the interests of real evil.

There is no suspense in the street.

"I'll choose one." He made up his mind.

The hand holding his wrist tightened and loosened, "Close your eyes," said the administrator.

Ji Chuan closed his eyes as he said, and he felt a gust of wind blowing over his body. After the administrator said "open your eyes", he hesitated for a while, and slowly opened his eyes.

They were standing on a small boat with a black awning.

The river is turbid and turbulent, and there are large tracts of red lotuses blooming on the bank, shining brightly, and the splendor is endless.There are many high-rise buildings and traffic on both sides of the strait, the noise of the bustling bustle, the sound of gurgling water, and the sound of the wind, rushing towards him head-on.

It was clearly a nether world, but it gave him an illusion of reincarnation as a human being.

Ji Chuan was almost stunned.

"Welcome to 2018." The administrator said in a newscast tone.

Ji Chuan turned to look at him, "Hey." He said hoarsely.

The administrator looked at him and was about to answer when he suddenly felt a chill in his head.

His eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment.

The guy who ripped off his hood laughed, with tears in his eyes.

"Ah Jiu."

He reached out and pressed him into his arms.

[Seven Nether Sea End]

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The author has something to say:

——Ah, is this the end?

— that's not very good.

——Are there still many questions that have not been clarified?Surely there will be little angels who look dazed and confused, right?

——Mo Fang, there is also a side story.

Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee I have the finale hahahahaha I actually finished writing it in my lifetime hahahahaha! ! !

Abuse?

Not cruel?Say good HE is HE wow!