He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

Ian knew that his boss was a big talker and liked to flirt, but he didn't expect him to be so out of tune.What if this little Alpha took it seriously?Whoops!What a worry!

He hurriedly squeezed into the room and yelled, "Boss, are you really not going back with me?" He was covered with all kinds of half-worn silks and weird gadgets that he had scoured at the flea market in Midgard early in the morning. .Bringing these things back, Granny Gucci and Antwa will definitely be very happy.

"I still have important things to do here." He Xichen helped him put his things on the ground, and took out a ticket from his pocket, "I'm worried about you here, so I'd better go back as soon as possible. Already bought, straight to Sark, and then..."

Ian sighed.He knew that his boss must have his own considerations for staying here, but Midgard was not such a good place to stay.There are so many high-ranking nobles here, what if the boss is not pleasing to the eye?But he thought about it again, in the past, He Xichen was the only one who was in the black street to cover other people's sacks, and he had never seen him suffer.

He Xichen didn't know what was going on in his heart, so he just said, "You also take Augustus's signature back with you, Moria must be very happy."

He rubbed his nose, remembering Augustus' indescribable look when he asked for his autograph last night.

……

The bonfire in the distance was as high as three meters. The classical music team played passionate music on the high platform, and a ring was set up in the middle.

At an inaccessible corner, Augustus in a black military uniform stopped and looked at the same kind standing in front of him, the golden buttons shining brightly under the light: "I thought you... Forget it, it's nothing , where is the signature?"

He Xichen took out the small book and pen that he had prepared from his pocket and handed them to him. The colorful string on his wrist was dusty and inconspicuous under the night.

Augustus turned to the first page, and on it was the immature handwriting of a child - Moriah.He continued to scroll down, and each page was pasted with his photos and reports cut out of newspapers.

"Molia admires you very much." He Xichen said softly.

"Say thank you for me." Augustus suddenly signed his name on the last page.

……

Linde, who was forced to sit down, glanced around the scene in the room - the sunlight shone through the flying curtains on the clean floor, two little robots were sitting on the sofa knitting sweaters, Lilia met his eyes , and snorted and turned his head away.Fat Orange pushed the ball of wool and ran around, and the two pots of jello grass on the windowsill were dripping with water, green as emeralds.

It's really tasteless to raise two jello grasses that can be seen everywhere.

He curled his lips, seeing Ian and Naiji chatting happily, he thought to himself that it really was Beta who came from the same place, and he didn't show any respect for Her Royal Highness.

In fact, Ian didn't know at all that the gentle girl in front of him was Gaia's only princess. During the survival battle, their seats were separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, and only ghosts could see her.Now that she is so familiar with her boss, she must be her own!My own people are afraid of birds!

The five chatted for a while, and Till said curiously: "I thought that with your temperament, you would directly ask that kid to go to Asgard to get Augustus's autograph? "

Ian shook his hand, and the porcelain spoon hit the wall of the bowl with a crisp sound.

He Xichen touched the bracelet calmly, and said, "Molia is dead."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Ian wanted to ease the atmosphere, but ended up making a smile that was uglier than crying, and drooped his head limply.

Five years ago, Moria in the small town of Sark picked up a Beta in the river. After the Beta woke up, he said that he was homeless. The poor, lonely Moria kindly took him in to recuperate at home.Later, the 11-year-old child was beaten by gangsters and died.

He Xichen still remembered that he couldn't wait for Moria at home, and when he ran out to ask people around, he found Moria's warm body with only a trace of breath left in a dark alley.At that time, He Xichen was still in poor health and had no strength. He carried Moria on his back and staggered three steps to find the best doctor nearby. He was unfamiliar with the place, so he walked around and found Dr. Duroc's door.

The gray-haired doctor Duroc worked hard on the operating table for three hours, but his bright eyes could not be opened again after all.

"Sorry." Doctor Duroc said with pity in his eyes.He could roughly guess the cause of the incident from Moria's injury, but he was powerless.He often encounters such injuries. In order to have a place in the cruel black street, everyone is fighting, and painkillers can only give them a little comfort.

They didn't even care about their own lives. Maybe when they passed by that dark alley, when they heard Moria's begging and calling for help, they just glanced indifferently and left without looking back, and even joined them become a perpetrator.

Standing in front of the operating table, He Xichen stared at Moria's bruised face, and said, "Thank you... Moria's child has finished his journey in the world. Although it was a short period of pain, he is a good child and will never Would want us to be sad about it."

There was no emotion on his face, but Dr. Duroc couldn't help but feel a chill hit his head, which made people frightened for no reason.

"Did Moriah hurt when he died? It should have been very painful." He Xichen slowly took off the blood-stained bracelet on his wrist and grasped it in his hands. In his black pupils was a storm of overwhelming rage, "I will Let them pay back ten times and a hundred times! I will smash their bones inch by inch! I will make them kneel in the mire and beg for death!"

This weak Beta said such words beyond his control, but Dr. Duroc was frightened by the murderous intent and took a few steps back, bumping into a glass cabinet full of test tubes and flasks in the corner.

The first major purge took place in the Black Street, sparked by the death of a Beta, setting off a round of power reshuffle.To this day, when mentioning that bloody night, countless ants hiding in the dark still shiver.

……

"Hey, I didn't say this to make everyone feel bad." He Xichen's brows and eyes were full of nostalgia, but there was no trace of sadness, "That kid keeps talking about Augustus in front of me every day, I have to help him A wish."

He said this, but others couldn't get up.He Xichen regretted it belatedly. The people in front of him were only in their teens, and they probably didn't take life and death that seriously. He scratched his face and said, "I'm sorry."

"sorry."

The two sentences overlapped, and He Xichen looked at the serious-looking Tier, and suddenly smiled and said, "Yeah, that will cancel it out."

Midgard is very big, and two days is not long. Accompanied by He Xichen, Ian reluctantly visited the local attractions, ate all kinds of delicacies, and finally boarded the train with a travel bag like a hill on his back.

"Boss, you have to take care of yourself." Ian held the window with tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry." He Xichen rubbed his limp hair, "Tell Granny Gu Qi that I'm fine."

As the train started to move, he watched Ian, who was gradually turning into a small black spot, go away, and then slowly put down his waving hand.

"Huh!" He Xichen slumped his shoulders, put the hood of his hoodie on his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly back to Asgard.

Above the waiting hall of the railway station is a magnificent stained glass mural, which outlines the magnificent legend of God's creation stroke by stroke.The sun shines through the rectangular stone window, forming a holy beam of light on the ground. He Xichen walked by, the light and shadow on his body changing unpredictably.

***

Ymir graduated after the survival battle, and He Xichen basically walked freely in Asgard. After a year of precipitation, his prestige became stronger, and most of the others stayed away from him, not daring to provoke him.

Till was about to graduate, and he was still as meticulous as before. When he was seated across from him, the knives and forks on the dinner plate were still and neatly arranged.

"I heard that you have accepted a C-level mission."

Asgard stipulates that from the second semester of the second grade, students can start to take on tasks and get in touch with the affairs of various departments.

"Did it reach your ears so quickly?" He Xichen asked.

"Everyone is saying that you don't want to make progress." Tire was also a little puzzled. The level of the task is directly related to the rank of the army in the future. Others are rushing for high-level tasks-of course, the higher the level, the more dangerous-but this It's He Xichen who occupies the top spot, and it's really easy to make people dream about taking such a low-level task.

"Hey! I thought I was hiding it well!" He Xichen pretended to be surprised, saw Tier frowned, and said with a smile, "That C-level mission is in the small town of Sark, I have two I haven't been home for a year! Wouldn't it be a loss if I didn't take advantage of the public money to go back and have a look?"

Only then did Tyre understand: "No wonder." Then he asked, "What's your mission number?"

"C-73654. What's wrong?"

Till shook his head and picked out the onion, ginger and garlic from the dinner plate.

"Aren't you obsessive-compulsive? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to be picky eaters like this?" He Xichen asked curiously.

Tyre's face was serious, and he said righteously: "I will feel uncomfortable if I eat them."

The small town of Sac is located in the northern border, and it has been attacked by wind and sand all year round. Except for Black Street, other places are basically in chaos.Even though He Xichen had left, the order established by him was still impregnable.

"So? Why did you come here?" He Xichen cast a glance at Tyre beside him.

"To prevent you from doing something out of line." Tyre pushed down his glasses.

He Xichen refused to accept it: "I am obviously very law-abiding."

"Yeah." Tyre said as he walked, "but when you are restless, no one can stop you from going crazy."

This is his first mission, and the degree of completion of the mission will affect his future grades.Till thinks it's safer to guard against the erroneous things, and don't let other people (this other person specifically refers to Ymir) find the wrong place, or His Highness will be sad.And this task is indeed a bit special.

"Master, you went the wrong way!" He Xichen suddenly grabbed his tie and turned to the left, "Forget it, you can follow along, I'll show you my place."

Not much has changed on Heijie, but there are many new faces, who look like new street children.If He Xichen was still around, everyone would have to have a face-to-face with him. After recognizing the boss, he would have to take a few children for a walk around and tell him some rules. ——If you ignore the super high force value of this old lady.

Along the way, countless residents recognized He Xichen, greeted him in surprise, and ran around telling each other, making everyone know that he was back.Ian was still working in Granny Gucci's bakery, but when he saw the crowds on the street, he also went out to watch the excitement.Seeing that it was He Xichen, he squeezed into the crowd as hard as he could, and shouted, "Boss! Boss!"

"Your popularity is a little strange." Tire, who was not used to Heijie's enthusiasm, adjusted his tie awkwardly.

"My popularity has always been very good." He Xichen raised his chin.

"Not necessarily." Tyre stretched out two fingers, indicating his predicament in Asgard—only he and Linde were barely his friends.

Unmoved, He Xichen smiled and stretched out a finger - you only have me as a friend.

"Tsk." Tyre turned his head away.

The people in Heijie were really too enthusiastic, even He Xichen couldn't stand it, finally returned to his residence, Ian volunteered to help him clean the house, but he pushed him out of the room.

"Hurry up and go back to work! Granny Gucci can't find you and will deduct your money again!" Ian dazedly stroked his messy hair, and returned to the bakery in a daze, only to suddenly remember Did not tell He Xichen about Dr. Duroc.

"Do you have a clue about this mission?" Tyre wrung out the rag and wiped off the dust on the table.

The jello grass by the window is still alive tenaciously, but the weather has been dry recently, and it is a little drooping.After He Xichen poured some water on it, he packed the sheets and threw them into the washing machine.

"The source of the Y-type inhibitor." This was the unspoken reason between the two.

He Xichen adjusted the program, pressed the start button, and looked at Tyre: "This is my lair! Are you looking down on me?"

Till raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't dare."

At the end of the most remote alley on Black Street is Dr. Duroc's residence. The front door is covered with messy jello grass, and the signboard is rusty and crooked. It looks very dilapidated and dilapidated.

Wearing reading glasses, Dr. Duroc carefully dropped the green liquid in the dropper into the blue liquid in the test tube. Hearing a bang, the reagent instantly turned into a menacing black, making people panic.

"Teacher." Beta, a woman in a white coat beside him, took a step forward.

"It's okay." Dr. Duroc waved his hand and thumped his sore back twice. "I'll improve and improve it. How many times have I tried it... I hope my old bones can hold on."

Louis held the record sheet tightly in his hand: "It must be possible!"

"Haha! There was a lot of noise outside just now, what happened?" Duroc asked.

"I heard Hersey City is back."

"Mr. Hull?" The expression on Dr. Duroc's face changed several times, "Mr. Hull is a good man."

Louis put the test tubes, flasks, burettes and other experimental instruments into the clear water pool for cleaning, and a strange look flashed in his eyes: "Mr. Hull... will definitely support the teacher!"

"I hope so." Duroc squeezed his tired brows, "After all, this is a research that is the enemy of the whole world."

In the early morning of the next day, Ian carried a bag of bread and pushed open the door of He Xichen's house, skillfully opened the window for ventilation, then watered the Jieluo grass on the window, washed the fruit he bought and placed them on the plate inside.After doing all this, He Xichen happened to walk down the stairs.

"Boss!" Ian yelled, startling him.

He Xichen slumped on the sofa and wandered away, and when he slowly came back to his senses, he called out, "It's Ian."

Tyre, who came back from his morning jog, was holding flowers in his hand, which were gifts from the residents of Heijie.They worship and respect He Xichen, and even love Tire who came back with him.When He Xichen saw that his face was covered by flowers, only a pair of slightly bewildered eyes were exposed, He Xichen couldn't help laughing gloatingly.

After they had finished their breakfast, Ian hesitated and said, "Boss, Dr. Duroc seems to be doing something very...unusual recently, and some people often come to harass him." Speaking of this, he quickly waved his hand, "Although It's not a big deal, and the brothers have also driven people away, but... still a little worried."

He Xichen's sleepy eyes lit up immediately: "This news about you, it's really the right time for sleepiness to meet the pillow!"

"Yes, is it?" He touched his head shyly.

He Xichen picked up an apple and threw it into the air, then caught it and took a bite: "Doctor Duroc..."