The God[Quick Transmigration]

On the way to the residence, Shen Fan remained calm throughout.

At least, it seems so.

But in fact, Shen Fan has been communicating with the system's spiritual consciousness for a while—since the low-level collusion was transmitted to his ears in the corner of the talent testing site.

"Master Host, your hatred value is too stable, this is not conducive to the completion of the task..."

The sound of the system seemed to be full of heaviness, but Shen Fan could hear some schadenfreude from it even if he didn't pay attention.

It's just that he wasn't annoyed, and his tone could even be called leisurely, as if the person who was conspired to be drugged and sent to someone else's bed was not himself——

"That Young Master Du from before, can you find his information?"

"As your most loyal follower, Lord Host, I have already checked it!"

The system seemed to sense some danger from Shen Fan's casual tone, and immediately adjusted his voice to be more serious, "That Young Master Du, whose full name is Du Qilu, is male awakened, and his beast soul is Thunderbolt Beast, and his own attack power is extremely powerful, but This is not enough to be the real reason why he is so popular. In fact, Du Qiling's father is the second most powerful tribal chief among the only five first-level tribes in the Tianwu Continent. Du Qiling completed his talent awakening at the age of 12, so Highly valued by his father, he is recognized as the successor to the chief of the tribe."

Shen Fan frowned slightly: "Then why did he come here? How did he get together with Shen Zhuo?"

"It's hard to find this," the system's voice could not hide the guilty conscience, but soon he continued to intercept the voice before Shen Fan could speak, "From what he said, he probably didn't make a special trip to this tribe, er , at least...he didn't seem to plan to stay here for a long time."

"If Shen Zhuo has his help, I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for me to become the chief of the tribe."

Shen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...Master Host, shouldn't you be more worried about how to get through this calamity tonight?"

"Is this still something to worry about?"

Shen Fan's tone seemed quite surprised, and then he turned into a joke, "You are still here, I'm not worried at all."

"Gah?"

"I know you can manipulate with mental power, right?"

Shen Fan's voice sounded gentle and appropriate, "So, it shouldn't be difficult for you to let him have a realistic spring/dream, right?"

"..."

The system wanted to tremble inexplicably, "I, I can only bewitch him mentally, and then imitate a portrait... Spring/Dream is definitely not possible, qaq..."

"Analog?"

Shen Fan's voice turned cold, "Whose imitation?"

system:"……"

...Sure enough, I was caught on the point qaq...

"Master host, in fact, mental obsession is similar to Chun/Meng. In order to deceive you, he must have taken you as a sexual object..."

So in the normal walking state, Shen Fan suddenly stopped, and even Shen Hao beside him came back to his senses.

It's just that after a while, Shen Fan resumed his steps, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, looking extremely harmless.

However, only the system can hear the murderous voice of its own host——

"If it wasn't for the fact that the system tasks involved the overall situation of the tribe, I really wanted him to die in Shen Zhuo's hands."

"...Actually, when you think about it, it's not necessarily a bad thing, Master Host," the system cautiously probed, "Anyway, you don't have anything to lose, and it's possible to use him to complete the task..."

Shen Fan's voice suddenly turned cold: "You think I can sacrifice myself to the point of selling myself for system tasks?"

"It's not really selling yourself," the system murmured boldly, "and didn't you often use that person before——"

The system suddenly cut off the voice, but Shen Fan could hear it clearly, and he fell silent.

After a while, Shen Hao heard an inexplicable sentence suddenly uttered by the person who led him silently all the way——

"...he's different."

As soon as the words fell, both the one big and one small were stunned.

Shen Fan didn't explain, and walked back silently.

... It has been a long time since the last encounter before, and everything that happened on the city that day is vivid in my mind.

After calming down and thinking back, Shen Fan remembered every time the man's emotions surged in his deep black eyes.

He could see that the man had no personal feelings for that girl, and he also knew that he was still reckless that time - he killed himself to force the man to repent, but in the end it was just relying on himself and having so many chances to start again, In the eyes of men, losing is completely lost, and there is only one life, and one step can step into the abyss of despair.

What's more, if you make that person sad, how can he feel better?

... In the relationship of mutual delivery, if you hurt others, you must first hurt yourself.

And things like feelings can never stand the toss.

However, in Shen Fan's heart, there is no contradiction with this cognition at this time:

That man owed him justice—this justice must be repaid.

……

It's night, and the twilight is all together.

The whole tribe has quieted down, only the lights of each house are lit.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of Shen Fan's residence, and when it was opened, there was a stranger outside the door that Shen Fan didn't know.

"Second Young Master, I have orders from Eldest Young Master, please go over and talk."

Although the man's words were respectful, his tone was not necessarily so, and he could even see a trace of complex emotions mixed with disdain and exploration in his eyes when he looked at Shen Fan.

Naturally, Shen Fan wouldn't argue with this person, nodded, turned around behind him, and was about to speak when he saw that the child had disappeared.

Then there was a limp in the leg.

Shen Fan lowered his head with a smile, leaned down, and gently patted the child's head: "Hao'er is waiting for me at home tonight, don't run around, do you hear me?"

Shen Hao rejected him without hesitation——

"No, Hao'er wants to be with Afan."

Before Shen Fan could say anything, he heard the person behind him say in an impatient tone: "The Eldest Young Master has given orders, please Second Young Master go alone."

Shen Fan's smile faltered, then he lowered his eyes, and said without any emotion: "Then please wait outside for a while."

The man choked on him, feeling a little resentful, turned around and walked out without saying anything.

Only then did Shen Fan raise his eyes, and gently hooked the corners of his lips to coax the soft balls in front of him with a pair of black eyes stained with purple: "Hao'er, be good, I'll go back as soon as Hao'er opens his eyes tomorrow. We will still see Afan, okay?"

Although Shen Fan's tone was gentle, there was a trace of undeniable firmness in his eyes.

The child was silent for a while, and then slowly lowered his face until Shen Fan could no longer see his expression clearly, and only heard the muffled voice of the child in his ears——

"……it is good."

Shen Fan's heart seemed to be stabbed by something inexplicably, and some tingling pain spread along the apex of his heart.

He raised his hand and gently pinched the child's cheek: "...Afan, come back as soon as possible, okay?"

"……Um."

Still a muffled sound.

Shen Fan sighed silently, stood up and walked out, not forgetting to close the door, and then followed the man standing outside the door to a certain direction.

After a while, a blind spot appeared in Shen Fan's perception that he didn't know about.

——The wooden door that had just been closed for a short time was opened again, under the moonlight, a black shadow flashed across the air like lightning, and disappeared in the direction where Shen Fan and the man left.