On how to get back the protagonist who was scumbed by me [Quick Transmigration]

The two appeared in the center of the giant magic circle in the Demon King's palace, surrounded by magic cultivators in strange costumes.Their eyes cast on Su Mu, looking at the two people who were summoned.

"This is your only child. Why do you feel that he is weak and has no cultivation base at all? Are you sure you want him to succeed you?"

"That's right, I'm going to fight Xianshan in two days if I don't keep it all together, it's too weak."

Su Mu seemed to understand a little bit, he seemed to have seen his mother.The crowd in front of them automatically separated into an aisle, and a slender figure with a jade-faced scholar stepped out.The man's eyebrows and eyes were indeed very similar to his own, no wonder he didn't look like his father at all, so he followed his mother.

"Get out of the way, I can't even see it if it's so tightly blocked!" He glanced at Su Mu and said, "Isn't this my child? You still need to guess?"

As soon as his gestures changed, the surrounding environment changed to look like a sleeping place. "This will be my son's place from now on."

Then he took Su's father's hand, smiling, but blamed him: "You live with me, if you were not discovered by Xianshan, how long would you have lied to me? I begged you to go back to the devil world with me, You refused to agree to it, and you gave birth to our child alone without telling me, and you haven't sent me a letter for decades."

During the conversation between the two, Su Mu immediately grasped the point. He looked at his handsome and mighty father: What does it mean to give birth to a child alone?Could it be...

Su's father slapped his hand away, "Mu'er was deprived of her spiritual roots when she was in a coma... It is impossible to cultivate immortality again."

"what!"

Then the Demon King looked at Su Mu, stretched out his hand to his neck, and found that the symptoms were the same as those of the dead clansman brought back from the border, and it should be caused by the same person.

But that person's whereabouts were secretive, and he suspected that this person was the culprit who killed all the disciples of Xianshan on the border, but Xianshan pinned the crime on Moxiu.

Then he checked Su Mu's meridians and found that these meridians had become thin and fragile. He sighed and said, "Although Moxiu cultivates the soul, he has already hurt the root, and Moxiu's skills should also... There are ways, but……"

"What way?" Father Su asked hurriedly.

"Mother...Father...forget it," Su Mu said suddenly, "I know that only someone who has cultivated to the peak of the heavenly rank can expand my meridians to save me. Of course, I can't do without that person."

"Peak of the heavenly rank? This is half a step to the level of immortality. I am afraid that even the head of the immortal mountain does not have this strength..." Father Su looked at Su Mu and suddenly stroked his head. The spirit root is transferred to you, it will definitely save you!"

"It's useless," Su Mu lied, and there was another solution he didn't say. He turned his head to look at the Demon King and pretended to ask for confirmation.

After receiving Su Mu's signal, the demon king also nodded in agreement. As a demon cultivator, the exercises he practiced had already made him abandon most of his emotions, and he put all the rest on Su's father. To him, his child is just a stranger with some blood relationship, even if he was born to Su's father.

"Then father will expand and expand your meridians."

"Father, if you don't even have Xuanjie, don't join in the fun." Seeing his father's impatient look, Su Mu suppressed his sobs and pretended to yawn, "I'm tired, so I'll go to bed first." He tucked himself into the quilt, Turn your back on them.

After that day, Su Mu lay in bed almost every day, and even the food had to be delivered to the bedside.In front of people, he didn't communicate much with Su's father who found him rare medicines everywhere, as if he had completely given up.

But every night, Su Mu would sit cross-legged, trying to inhale the surrounding aura into his body, but it was in vain in the end.

Knowing medical skills, he can clearly feel the deterioration of his body's meridians day by day, and he can even guess how long he can live.And as the only child of the Demon King, the news that he was unable to practice and could only lie on the bed every day also spread like wildfire among the Demon Cultivators.

After casually eating two mouthfuls of light food, Su Mu lay back on the bed again. The attendant who supervised Su Mu's meal was not surprised, so he packed up the dishes and took them out. He happened to meet Su's father at the door.

"How much did you eat today?" Father Su asked him in a low voice.

The attendant shook his head, and opened the food box to reveal the full amount of food, "He sleeps all day long, and just lay down after eating. The white dog is more lively than him. It's not easy being a father." Patted Su's father shoulders left.

In the room, Su Mu was lying on his side with his back to the door, but he was not asleep.Hearing the attendant's evaluation of himself, he opened his sleepless eyes in silence, and closed them only when he heard the sound of the door being pushed in.

"Son, the weather is nice today, why don't you go out for a stroll with Dad?"

no response

Father Su, who really couldn't stand it anymore, dug Su Mu out of the quilt and didn't give him a chance to pretend to sleep. He dragged Su Mu to a mountain with a heat shield. Used to warm and nourish medicinal materials.

Father Su pointed to the medicine field he opened up, "Son, don't you like drumming medicine the most? How about it, do you like it?"

But Su Mu just glanced at it casually, found a tree and continued to sleep against it.

"Son! You have to practice an elixir for dad today!" He pulled Su Mu up and shook his shoulders, "Dad, I never begged you for anything!"

Even after saying the word begging, Su Mu couldn't refuse anymore, "Okay, I'll practice, let me go." He looked at the medicine field and asked, "Here, there is no furnace or fire..."

Before he finished speaking, Su's father took out a pile of firewood and a tripod that looked like a stove for boiling water, "It's all here."

"Hey……"

Su Mu knew that there was no pharmacist who used firewood and a stove, but his father even made a fire for him, so there was no other way. He put the medicinal materials into the stove according to the simplest recipe.

BANG - Fry the oven

All the birds in the forest fled.

Su Mu, dressed in scorched black, was leaning against the original tree, with some carbon dust on his hair.He sent Su's father away, and now he just wants to be alone.

"Medicine refining failed?" A mysterious man in a black robe suddenly sat next to Su Mu, "As the most talented alchemist in this small world, why can't he even know how to make the simplest Qingliang pill?"

This familiar voice... Su Muwei opened his eyes to look at the mysterious man, and saw his bone hand protruding from the black robe at a glance, "It's you," he said after a pause, "I can't even fire now." No more, what kind of pharmacist."

"Indeed, not only have you lost your anger, but also your heavenly roots that you have been proud of since you were a child, your self-esteem and self-confidence, and your heart that dares to love others."

These words brought to Su Mu's mind a memory that he didn't want to recall—that young genius in white clothes, that blurred past.

And these memories will only remind him how useless he is now, he no longer wants to pay attention to this man in black, and closes his eyes to hide the loneliness in his heart.

"Don't be sad, boy, you are talented, and you still have a lot of life waiting for you to fight."

"A lot of life..." Su Mu chuckled twice, "Life is like waste." He stood up and looked at the man in black robe beside him, "I will give you this tree, don't come here and disturb my sleep. "

"Hey, don't go," he stopped Su Mu, "Open the wooden box I gave you, there is what you want inside."

"That box can't be opened at all." In an instant, the man disappeared in front of his eyes out of thin air. There was no magic circle and no spiritual energy fluctuations. He seemed to be able to control the space.

He quickly took out the wooden box from the storage ring, this time, he opened it easily.In an instant, the space around Su Mu became distorted, and he was actually sucked into the small wooden box.

The time in the wooden box was chaotic, as if being in the dark, suddenly the surrounding stars lit up, and each of these light spots turned out to be a tiny projection of the world.And these stars revolve around a huge constant center.

Just when Su Mu was curious, the man in black appeared next to Su Mu again. He pointed to the perseverance and said, "That star is the star that provides energy for all small worlds. It is the source of all rules and controls all worlds." But now his energy is almost exhausted, if it collapses, all small worlds will perish, and I am the chosen rescuer of the stars."

"In other words, the world I live in is also a star." As a cultivator, Su Mu still has a high degree of acceptance, but he still has a doubt, "Then tell me, will this help me save the world? "

"In the future, there is only one star that will not go out, and that is the world I am in," the black-robed man took off his hood, revealing a face identical to Su Mu's.

"And I am the future you. Like me, you can change the original plot, and even inspire others to change their own plots. As long as you successfully win the luck of the protagonist, you can threaten the world and become a new hero." Story creator."

"Protagonist?" Su Mu quickly realized that he had heard these two words before, "So, Chu Nian'an also knows this?"

"He is the man of the Lord God, responsible for promoting the plot of this world, and the Lord God is the only person who can communicate with Perseverance."

Seeing that Su Mu only changed his expression slightly, he quickly accepted the setting, and continued, "Xingxing discovered that I can change the plot and generate new energy independently, so it sent me to this world at the moment of collapse." , but the old plot that has been running so far is too powerful, and if you want to completely replace it, you have to change the old plot step by step."

"But the laws of the old world are still bound to me, and I will disappear. Now that I have found you, I hope you can accept the mission..." He sighed with relief, "I know, you will not refuse, just Like I used to be."

"...but do you think I look like someone who can save the world now?"

The scorched ashes fell from Su Mu's body at the right time, and he was a bit dumbfounded, "You came to tell me this before I became a cripple, maybe I can help you a little bit."

"No, you can." He looked at Su Mu with a deep gaze that Su Mu could not understand, "I have changed most of the plot of this world, and I will help you with what the world has added to you." Cleared, I also disconnected the only plot system that can hinder you." He put his hand on Su Mu's forehead, with a smile in his eyes.

"Now you have become the most unconstrained person in the world. Next, you need to change the world yourself." While speaking, his body became more and more transparent, almost disappearing.

"It must be successful." He stretched out his right hand, tapped his index finger on Su Mu's forehead, and then disappeared.

[BUG system binding, about to read the memory of the previous host. 】

[Inheritance mission: Find the main system space and negotiate with the main god. 】

Soon, a large number of memories flashed in Su Mu's mind like playing at a hundred times speed, allowing him to see the story of that person's life, and this also allowed him to master the method of using the system and understand the mission he would shoulder .

At this moment, for Su Mu, any level of cultivation is just a change in numerical value, and he can adjust the numerical value of his body to the highest in the world.

[Warning, this will be recognized by the plot, at most it can only be adjusted to the strongest level in the current world, whether to adjust. 】

Adjustment

[Fu Changnian's value has been copied... The adjustment was successful. 】

When Su Mu came out of the different space, the sun had already set.Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Su Mu pierced through the void and returned to the bedroom of the Demon King Palace.

"Hey, didn't you come back by yourself?"

The Moxiu grabbed Su Mu and walked out, "You are the only one missing. Although it is a formality for you, as the only son of the Demon King, you still have to participate."

It turned out that the succession election had begun.

"Are you willing to give up the right of succession?" Elder Moxiu, who was sitting in a high position, looked down at Su Mu. The demon king who was supposed to preside over the election went to the border and has not returned yet, but these elders couldn't wait any longer.

After scanning around but not seeing the devil and his father, Su Mu yawned and sat down nearby, "Don't wait for the devil to come back first?"

"This Demon Realm doesn't belong to your father, the Demon King alone, Mu... Mu what is it..."

Seeing his troubled look, Su Mu smiled and whispered a reminder, "Su Mu."

"Oh yes, Su Mu, don't delay!" He pointed at Su Mu's burnt ashes, "Look at your muddy virtue, you don't want me to reveal your flaws in public, do you? It should be clear that you are not qualified to be the devil king! If you don't give up, then anyone in the devil world who wants to be the next devil king will challenge you."

In fact, there are less than ten people who want to compete for this qualification, and the seat of the devil is not easy to sit.The situation between the fairy and demon worlds is becoming more and more confrontational, and the war is imminent. The purpose of choosing the next demon king is to ensure that someone in the demon world can take over in time.

Su Mu saw several well-dressed Moxiu stand up and look at him at the same time. He also sat up and faced them and said solemnly: "I will not give up."

The elder didn't expect this mud to come out, so he said, "Okay, that's what you said! Don't regret complaining!"