Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen felt the shell of the shell that served as his possession being held up by a warm hand, and looked over.

[Detected the villain in this world's plot, triggering the blackening value, current blackening value: 50! ]

[Task requirement: Clear the blackening value to zero and change the tragic ending of the villain. 】

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling, and the man holding the shells just happened to block most of the light.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the shell in his palm.

This is a very good-looking man.

She has fair skin, a high nose bridge, a sharp jawline, and wears frameless glasses. Her eyes behind the lenses are beautifully shaped, with slightly drooping corners, which dilutes the inherent shrewdness of a workplace elite and adds a bit of gentleness.

He was probably in a relaxed mood at the moment, with the corners of his lips naturally raised, leaving only a comfortable and gentle temperament.

Liang Yanze was wearing a fitted light-colored casual shirt with the top two buttons undone.

Because of the leaning action, the collar is slightly open.

Jinchen's gaze slid down the neck, passed over the collarbone, and then... landed on the full chest muscles under the shirt fabric.

Oh.

This is good.

An invisible and intangible cold mist diffused out from the shell and stuck to it silently.

Through the thin shirt fabric, it comfortably covered that warm chest.

like.

Liang Yanze was looking at the strange and gorgeous patterns on the shell in his palm when he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if a cold wind carrying moisture was blowing past him, and the feeling was particularly noticeable on his chest.

He frowned subconsciously and turned over the shell.

The back of the shell was covered with wet, sticky sand and dark mud, making it look dirty.

The next moment, he loosened his fingers and threw the beautiful shell back onto the beach.

Jinchen rolled in the fine sand: "..."

There was deathly silence in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then came the sound of Linggun's uncontrollable laughter.

How can the dignified Abyss Swamp be insulted like this!

This host is the shell with the most spiritual energy in this sea area!

The invisible mist suddenly rolled up the shells on the beach and rushed towards the waves angrily.

The cold sea water, carrying fine sand, washed over the surface of the shell several times until the shell became as smooth as new.

On the other side, Liang Yanze had already boarded the sightseeing bus back to the hotel.

The sea breeze blew on his face, and he chatted casually with several colleagues in the car, creating a relaxed atmosphere.

At this moment, the phone vibrated. It was a message from Zhou Chengjun saying that he and Zhao Xitang were going to take a hot spring bath in the evening and the originally scheduled online meeting was cancelled.

Liang Yanze quickly replied "Received" with his fingertips. Just as he put away his phone, he felt something heavy in his trouser pocket, as if something was stuffed in it.

He reached in puzzled and touched something hard and smooth.

When he took it out, he found that it was the shell he had just thrown away.

But unlike the dirt on the back just now, the shell is clean and translucent all over, with gorgeous patterns, as if it had been carefully wiped by someone.

Liang Yanze: “?”

He held the shell, looking rarely confused.

He was pretty sure he'd thrown it back on the beach, and it was still dirty on the back.

How could it appear in my pocket again and become so clean?

"Wow, Liang Zhu, this shell is so beautiful." The female colleague sitting next to me noticed it and smiled as she moved closer. "Where did you pick it up? Can you show it to me?"

Liang Yanze, still confused, said, "Okay."

As he said that, he handed it over.

Jinchen:?

Who said it’s possible?

No.

Just as the female colleague's fingertips were about to touch the smooth surface of the shell, she suddenly retracted her hand with a hissing sound, and a sharp pain as if her fingertips were pierced by a sharp object came from her fingertips.

She subconsciously lowered her head to look at her fingers. The skin was smooth and there were no wounds. The sudden pain disappeared without a trace, as if it was just an illusion.

"Huh?" The female colleague flexed her fingers in confusion. "Strange... Liang Zhu, your shell is a bit weird. It pricked me just now, but I'm fine."

Liang Yanze became even more confused after hearing this.

He stroked the shell with his fingers. It felt warm and cool to the touch, with a delicate texture. How could it possibly prick people?

"Really? Maybe I bumped into something accidentally."

He said this, but he was thinking about it and planned to find a trash can to throw it away when he returned to the hotel.

The sightseeing bus soon stopped in front of the hotel.

As soon as Liang Yanze got off the car, his cell phone rang. It was Zhou Chengjun calling. He spoke in an urgent tone, saying that Zhao Xitang suddenly vomited some blood while taking a hot spring bath.

Liang Yanze's expression changed, and he immediately put the matter of Shell behind him. He responded calmly while walking quickly towards the hotel.

"Don't worry, Dr. Li is already on standby at the hotel. I'll bring him up right away."

He walked hurriedly and arranged everything in an orderly manner. The shell that he casually stuffed back into his pocket temporarily escaped the fate of being discarded.

An invisible, cold mist clung tightly to Liang Yanze's shoulders and back, followed him into the hotel lobby, and then floated into the elevator.

Ling Gungun whispered a warning: [Host, you're sticking to him like this... Aren't you afraid he'll catch a cold? Your body is freezing.]

Jinchen savored this description and was quite satisfied.

[Yeah. I'm naturally cold.]

Ling Gungun: [……] That’s not what I meant!

The atmosphere in the top-floor suite was somewhat solemn.

Liang Yanze brought the doctor in and saw Zhou Chengjun standing by the bed with a frown on his face.

Zhao Xitang was half leaning against the head of the bed, his face was pale, and there was no blood on his lips, which made him look even more fragile and handsome.

The occasional low cough frequently touched Zhou Chengjun's already tense nerves.

"Didn't he say he's been recovering well lately and could take a vacation to relax? Why is he vomiting blood again?"

Zhou Chengjun lowered his voice, his tone overflowing with anxiety.

Dr. Li, the personal physician, gave her a careful examination and breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou. Madam is fine."

"Maybe the temperature difference between the hot spring and the outside is a bit too big, it's stimulating. I need to rest well from now on and not overexert myself. Also..."

Doctor Li paused, his tone becoming more euphemistic, "...be careful and restrained."

Zhao Xitang, who was lying on the bed, blushed faintly on her pale face when she heard this, and glanced at Zhou Chengjun coldly without any strength.

Zhou Chengjun immediately sat down beside the bed, held his slightly cold hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it guiltily, and whispered, "Okay, okay, it's my fault."

Liang Yanze watched the man's nose and his heart, acting like a professional and reliable general assistant. He handed over a glass of warm water at the right time and gave standard lines that could be considered a supporting actor in a Jack Sue script.

"Mr. Zhou really cares deeply about Mr. Zhao."

Well, you are also a very qualified assistant today.

Jinchen's mist lay on Liang Yanze's shoulder, observing everything in the room.

[It seems that their relationship is very good and it is unlikely to break up easily.]

Ling Gun Gun quickly explained: [That's because the key character, the protagonist, Ye Lu, hasn't officially appeared yet. Once he appears, the plot's halo will begin to affect...]

Before it could finish its words, it felt an extremely obscure yet cold fluctuation coming from its host.

Jinchen's thoughts were calm, "Oh, then I'll go kill him, problem solved."

Zero Gungun: [Ahhhhhh!]

[Host, this is not allowed, especially not allowed. You must follow the mission schedule and proceed step by step! Save the villain! Hug your wife!]

It shouted in one breath, fearing that if it was a second late, the host, who seemed naive yet extremely cruel after losing his memory, would actually take action.