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

Floating around her were 100,000 identical petri dishes, each containing a girl who looked exactly like her.

My mother's voice came through the radio, carrying an undeniable air of authority:

"Be good, Ah Cang, and wait for your brother to come and play hide-and-seek with you."

Ran Cang's lips trembled slightly as she softly called out:

"Brother, where are you? Come save me..."

—Binding God's Words

The spiral staircase leading to the clock tower was wrapped with ropes that bound the gods.

The intestine-shaped ropes engraved with runes twisted in the dim light, emitting a sound like a baby crying.

The sound was shrill and eerie, sending chills down one's spine.

Sui Si gripped the Frost Soul Sword tightly and walked up the spiral staircase step by step, feeling a powerful resistance with each step.

"These damned things!"

Sui Si cursed under his breath and swung his sword, severing the third chain.

Just then, the remnant consciousness of the War God suddenly roared in his mind:

"She's using our divine status to raise poisonous insects!"

Sui Si's heart skipped a beat. He stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowed. "Using our divine essence to raise Gu? What exactly is Mother plotting?"

The severed half of the Binding God Rope suddenly wrapped around the sword blade, and the runes on its surface glowed with a bloody light.

Sui Si felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth. He struggled violently, only to discover that the talismans were actually miniature versions of the "Tui Bei Tu" (a prophetic text), and the prophecy of the sixty-second image was being reconstructed:

"A celestial maiden holds a wine cup, a white tiger swallows the sorrow..."

Sui Si stared at the flashing runes, his heart filled with doubt and unease.

"What does this prophecy foretell? And what does it have to do with A-Cang?"

The bronze door at the top of the clock tower swung open with a bang, and a stench of blood rushed in, swirling the hem of the stained white coat.

Sui Si's gaze instantly locked onto Ran Cang. He saw that the original zombie virus fluid was intertwined with some kind of golden substance in the pendant around her neck, as if a silent war was taking place.

When Sui Si was only ten steps away from her, Ran Cang suddenly hummed a lullaby they used to sing as children.

The familiar melody warmed Sui Si's heart, but her fingers were rapidly forming hand seals behind her back—the Morse code he had created the year he suffered a snow blindness attack:

"The pendant is also a key."

"Finally waiting for you."

The moment Ran Cang turned around, electronic wooden fish suddenly emerged from his seven orifices, creating an extremely bizarre scene.

Her voice carried a hint of weariness and helplessness, "My mother mixed incense ash into the virus, saying she wanted to help us pass on to the afterlife."

Sui Si looked at Ran Cang, his eyes filled with heartache and anger:

"Ayu, don't be afraid, your brother will definitely take you away from here."

—The Flower That Kills Gods

The Taotie pattern on the surface of the Xuanming Bell opened its huge mouth as if to devour everything, and the bell tongue was actually a clone of Ran Cang.

Sui Si's sword tip stopped three inches from the clone's brow. His hand trembled slightly as he saw the same snow crane birthmark behind her ear, but he knew that the real mark should be on her collarbone!

Can you tell the difference?

The mother's laughter came from inside the bell, a cold and mocking laugh, "These 100,000 Ran Cang, each of them thinks they are the original body."

Sui Si roared angrily:

"Mother, how long are you going to torture A-Cang?"

Ran Cang suddenly plunged the pendant into his heart. The moment the jade container shattered, golden serum bloomed along the blood vessels into mandala patterns, which exuded a mysterious and dangerous aura.

The floor of the entire Temple of War suddenly became transparent, and countless Dyed Azure clones in the underground incubation chambers opened their eyes at the same time.

The sound of the electronic wooden fish striking the ground created a resonant wave, a deafening sound that seemed to shatter the entire world.

"This is... the true god-slayer..."

Ran Cang knelt on the ground, the patterns of the Hetu emerging from beneath her skin, her voice weak yet firm.

"She used my genes to edit the gods..."

Sui Si was shocked. He looked at Ran Cang in disbelief: "A Cang, what did you say? Mother used your genes to edit the gods?"

The remaining divine essence of the War God suddenly exploded, sending flames soaring into the sky. In the flames, Sui Si could see the internal structure of the bell—the bronze inner wall of the Xuanming Bell was engraved with surveillance footage from the milk tea shop, and the electronic date in the lower right corner was forever frozen on December 24, 3202.

Sui Si stared at the frozen date, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He knew that this day must have special significance for him and Ran Cang.

He must uncover all the secrets behind this, save Ran Cang, and save this world shrouded in his mother's conspiracy.

Melting Heart Water Hell Chapter

—The hexagram represents floating ice.

The scalding magma surged wildly beneath Sui Si's feet, bursting into blood-red bubbles with a constant hissing sound.

His quantum body, unable to withstand the torment of the high temperature, emitted a fine cracking sound, as if it would disintegrate at any moment.

The dome of the Water God Temple is high above, covered with mysterious oracle bone script reliefs, each stroke seemingly carrying an ancient secret.

But at this moment, they are overwhelmed, dripping scalding liquid bronze, which falls into the magma with a "drip-drip" sound, splashing sparks.

Xuanming's mechanical body was mostly submerged in lava, and the exposed energy core on his chest shimmered with an ominous purple light.

Within that purple light was the swastika symbol carved by the mother herself, exuding a mysterious and oppressive aura.

"You have three minutes left."

Xuanming's voice came with difficulty, mixed with the huge roar of boiling lava, making it difficult to hear clearly.

At the same time, the shackles binding Sui Si's limbs suddenly tightened, their cold, hard texture embedding itself deeply into his skin.

“My mother rewrote my pain module, and now I can clearly calculate the carbonization process of each cell.”

Xuanming added, his voice filled with helplessness and pain.

Sui Si took a deep breath, his eyes urgently searching for any sign of life.

He spotted a piece of floating ice with the trigram Zhen and leaped onto it.

The binary hexagrams beneath the ice surface, as if alive, suddenly began to rapidly recombine.

Looking at the ever-changing hexagrams, Sui Si's thoughts drifted back three hundred years.

At that time, Xuanming taught them how to swim, and the sunlight shone on the water, making it sparkle.

Ran Cang's ankles were entwined with water plants, and she struggled playfully. Water droplets dripping from her hair turned into golden codes in the afterglow of the setting sun, sparkling brightly.

"Remember, the crack in the Kan trigram is the gate of life."

Xuanming's words from that time echoed in his ears, as clear as if they were spoken yesterday.

The pattern that Xuanming drew on the beach with a twig miraculously appeared in the lava, as if guided by fate.

"Brother, look up!"

Ran Cang's shout was sharp and urgent, like steam tearing through silk, instantly shattering Sui Si's memories.

He looked up abruptly and saw that Ran Cang's wrist, which was nailed to the oracle bone screen, suddenly twisted, and blood droplets gushing from his artery sprayed out uncontrollably, strangely swirling and congealing in the air, eventually forming a frost flower array.

Sui Si's pupils contracted sharply as he was shocked to discover that it was no ordinary screen at all.

Instead, it was a data cage pieced together from countless tiny electronic wooden fish, densely packed and exuding an eerie aura.

—Remnants of a Swimming Boat

The blood frost spread rapidly across the dome, like a giant spider web covered with cracks in the ice.

As if sensing something, Sui Si's frost-patterned ring suddenly resonated violently with one of the cracks, emitting a buzzing sound.

A faint blue light flashed in Xuanming's mechanical eye, the distress signal they had made in their childhood, which lit up again after many years.

When Sui Si inserted the data key into his spinal interface, the snow crane emblem on the key surface seemed to come alive, as if injected with life.

The crane's beak was sharp and pointed, pecking fiercely at the center of the swastika.

"When I taught you how to swim, I was actually writing an escape program."

Xuanming's vocal cord module sparked under the high temperature, making a crackling sound, and lava began to pour uncontrollably into his chest cavity, bubbling and gurgling.

"The mother thought she had deleted all the backups, but she didn't know that Ran Cang's blood could awaken..."

Xuanming's voice grew weaker and weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

The foundation of the Water God Temple suddenly tilted amidst the violent tremors, creaking and groaning as if it could not bear the weight.