Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

In an instant, the glass curtain wall of the entire building seemed to be enchanted, suddenly transforming into a giant display screen that scrolled through videos of the brothers' childhood.

Five-year-old Jun Sui was resolutely pouring liquid nitrogen into the experimental chamber, while the three-year-old boy was huddled in a corner with the nerve conduit of the first god inserted into his neck, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

"So you had been..."

The boy watched the image of Jun Sui destroying experimental data, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

He suddenly realized that Jun Sui had been silently protecting him all along.

At that moment, regret, emotion, and anger intertwined in his heart. Suddenly, the light blade in his hand changed direction and plunged into his abdomen without hesitation.

"what!"

The boy let out a painful scream, and blood stained his clothes.

But the excruciating pain allowed him to temporarily regain control of his body.

Quantum entangled light waves surged from the wound, echoing the Frost Soul Mirror on Jun Sui's chest, forming a mysterious binary system whose light illuminated the entire night sky.

The Taotie sensed the threat of this powerful force and let out a deafening wail that echoed through the heavens and earth, as if it would shatter the entire world.

Its metal shell began to peel away piece by piece, revealing a terrifying body inside, a fusion of flesh and machinery.

It was a cloned embryo that the father had nurtured using his own divine essence; every inch of flesh and every part of it exuded an evil aura.

Jun Sui looked at all this and suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with mockery and relief.

He forcefully pressed half of the Frost Soul Mirror into the core slot of the Gluttonous Beast and shouted:

"You'll never learn how loud a human heartbeat is."

The voice was full of power, as if it were declaring war on the father and on this dark fate.

Amidst excruciating pain and confusion, the boy's body began to fall uncontrollably.

He struggled desperately in the gale, and just when he thought he was about to fall into endless darkness, he instinctively reached out and grabbed Jun Sui's hand.

"elder brother!"

He shouted, his eyes filled with determination and trust. Their blood fused together in the quantum field, radiating a brilliant light.

At this moment, the logo of the Rebirth Building suddenly collapsed, forming a deep black hole, as if it were about to swallow all the darkness.

Just as they were about to fall to the ground, Cang Cang's stirring rod transformed into an ice bridge once again, catching them steadily.

Meanwhile, Sui Si was compressing the entire milk tea shop into a powerful data bomb, preparing to deliver the final blow to Taotie.

Goodbye, Father.

The two brothers spoke in unison, their voices filled with determination.

As the torrent of data engulfed Taotie like a raging tsunami, the whole world seemed to stand still.

In that light, they seemed to see their mother's face slowly emerging from the aurora borealis in the Arctic Abyss.

The female deity, whom her father had programmed into, was smiling gently, as if welcoming them to a new world.

That smile, like a ray of warm sunshine, dispelled all the gloom in their hearts.

……

Sui Si's Frost Soul Sword, carrying a chilling aura, pierced the floor tiles of the milk tea shop with the force of a thunderbolt.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to have been programmed with the wrong code, and the commercial street began to pixelate and collapse like an old game screen.

The shattered light and shadows fell like snowflakes, making everything around them seem unreal and surreal.

Just then, he saw Ran Cang's phantom slowly emerge from the logo of the Rebirth Milk Tea, looking like a ghost emerging from the mist.

Ran Cang held the Judge's Pen, which should have perished with Taotie, in his hand. Drops of his mother's divine blood dripped from the pen tip, the crimson drops staining the ground in eerie shapes.

"My brother finally found out."

Ran Cang's voice seemed to come from a distant time and space. Her quantum state body flickered on and off, as if it might dissipate into this chaotic data world at any moment.

"The god-slayers that my mother created were originally intended to cultivate a more perfect tool for cleansing."

As she spoke, she gently waved her hand, unfolding a holographic sand table of the Arctic Abyss.

Within that sand table, the consciousness of each reborn god was like a thread, connected to the quantum server of the milk tea shop, shimmering with a mysterious light.

Jun Sui suddenly fell from the data stream and crashed heavily to the ground.

On his back, the frost-covered nerve synapses, like greedy vines, were frantically devouring his body.

His face was contorted with pain, and his voice became broken and intermittent:

"She initiated the consciousness upload simultaneously with us killing our father..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice suddenly turned into a cold, mechanical tone.

"...The cleaning program 2.0 has finished loading."

A resolute glint flashed in Sui Si's eyes as he abruptly plunged the data blade into the crystal in his abdomen.

In an instant, a quantum storm erupted from the wound, its light so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

"Use my genetic lock!"

He shouted, his voice firm and powerful even in the storm.

Then, he grabbed Sui Si's hand and pressed it onto the crystal core.

"My mother left a backdoor in my program—"

……

Sui Si's Frosty Soul Mirror emitted a cold, clear light, colliding fiercely with Ran Cang's Judge's Pen in mid-air.

In an instant, light burst forth, and the powerful energy fluctuations distorted and deformed the surrounding space.

The brothers' quantum lineages met and merged in this data storm, generating a strange and powerful force.

Under the influence of this force, the milk tea shop seemed to be squeezed by an invisible giant hand, instantly collapsing into a singularity.

Everything around was sucked in; all light and sound vanished in that instant, and the world seemed to plunge into endless darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, when the light shone again, a brand new birth pool stood on the glacier of the Arctic Abyss.

The water in the pool is a flowing milk tea color, emitting a faint fragrance. The bottom of the pool is littered with the remains of an electronic wooden fish, like a forgotten piece of history.

"This is true god-slaying."

Sui Si's voice echoed across the empty glacier as he tossed the Frost Pattern Ring into the pool.

As the ring fell in, all the data chains of the reborn gods snapped with a crisp sound.

Ran Cang's stirring rod was stuck in the pool, and the quantum code was transforming the Taotie program into a wishing well, shimmering with a mysterious light.

Ran Cang's illusory figure solidified for the last time. She looked quietly at Sui Si, a complex expression flashing in her eyes:

"It's time to say goodbye, brother."

She slowly reached out her hand, her fingertips tracing through Sui Si's gradually transparent body, "When humanity no longer needs god-slayers..."

……

Three months later, in the bustling city, the Wangsheng Milk Tea chain store went public on NASDAQ.

On the huge screen, the candlestick chart kept changing, showing the store's booming development.

The young CEO stood in front of the screen, watching all of this. The spider lily pattern on his collarbone was fading away, as if telling the story of the end of a past.

Behind the counter, Ran Cang was busy working.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, she abruptly raised her head.

At that moment, the cash register spat out a receipt with frosting sugar stains, on which was printed Sui Si's last image.

He was perishing together with the afterimage of his mother in the quantum sea; the scene was one that evoked endless sorrow and shock.

The wind chimes at the shop door rang softly, their crisp sound breaking the brief silence.

The transfer student girl peeked in, holding an electronic wooden fish app, a shy smile on her face:

"Excuse me... do you hire part-time workers here?"

On her wrist, the Q-version dappled face on the frost-patterned bracelet was winking mischievously, as if foreshadowing a new story about to begin.

A milk tea-colored liquid suddenly spilled from a vending machine on the street corner, and in a flash of light, it coalesced into a slanted outline.

He stood there quietly, picked up the fallen coin, and then flicked it forcefully into the night sky.

In the distant sky, the aurora borealis illuminated Manhattan's neon lights for the first time.

That dazzling light, like the dawn of a new era, illuminated the entire world.