Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Everyone immediately looked at the person who fired the shot; it was Jiang Sunan.

Pan Yang pulled Fu Zhouyang behind him, while the surrounding soldiers warily raised their guns and aimed them at Jiang Sunan.

Jiang Sunan grinned without any panic: "What a pity, I missed."

"Jiang Qingyan." Pan Yang shook Xiaoyao and looked at the man before speaking.

"Ding-dong, wrong answer." With that, Jiang Sunan raised his pistol and fired several shots.

The soldiers around him opened fire on him without hesitation, but the bullets seemed to have a magical power and all of them bypassed him. Pan Yang effortlessly caught the bullets that Jiang Sunan shot at him.

Not Jiang Qingyan? It doesn't matter, we'll kill them all anyway.

Pan Yang looked at Jiang Sunan, secretly channeled his power, and raised the Xiaoyao Thrust.

Jiang Suonan reacted quickly, dodging Huan Yang's attack. Unfortunately, Huan Yang did not stop immediately. Xiao Yao broke free from Huan Yang and circled around Jiang Suonan, slashing at him. Just as he was about to dodge, Huan Yang struck him head-on.

A bloody gash appeared on the man's arm instantly.

Jiang Suonan, however, remained completely calm. He vanished from his spot and reappeared beside Fu Zhouyang the next second, a gun pressed against Fu Zhouyang's head.

"Oh, I prefer playing dirty tricks." Jiang Sunan revealed a strange smile.

Fu Zhouyang frowned. He clearly hadn't expected his subordinate, who was always by his side, to do this, and it didn't seem like an ordinary person at all: "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Of course my name is Jiang Sunan. As for what I want to do," his gaze fell on Huan Yang, "Huan Yang, guess what he would do in real life if I killed him directly in the small world?"

Pan Yang gripped Xiaoyao tightly. Xiaoyao sensed its master's emotions, and the dark red patterns on the sword became even more vibrant, causing the entire sword to tremble.

"Then kill him." Pan Yang suddenly shrugged, a smile appearing on his face.

Seeing this scene and hearing Jiang Suonan's words, Fu Zhouyang was actually bewildered, but hearing Pan Yang's words made him even more confused.

"What a cruel heart." Jiang Sunan looked at Fu Zhouyang pitifully, shook his head helplessly, and then laughed: "Unfortunately, you can't fool me. You care about him."

"Oh, then go ahead and kill him." Fan Yang looked at him indifferently, his dark eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

Jiang Sunan narrowed his eyes, and finally smiled helplessly. Huan Yang was really sure that he wouldn't dare to kill Zhou Yang. Sure enough, there was some trouble. No wonder his godfather was so careful in dealing with him.

Finally, he sighed, took a pocket watch out of his pocket, and glanced at the time.

"It's about time." He then ripped off his pocket watch, stuffed it into Fu Zhouyang's pocket, and shoved him forward.

Pan Yang reflexively caught Fu Zhouyang, and once the two of them were standing firmly, there was no trace of Jiang Suonan.

But Pan Yang's intuition told him that he couldn't keep that pocket watch.

He took out the pocket watch directly; it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Fu Zhouyang looked at Pan Yang with a complicated expression: "What's going on with Jiang Sunan? Are you a human or a ghost? What are you trying to do?"

Pan Yang looked at the pocket watch, and just as Fu Zhouyang finished speaking, the hands of the pocket watch suddenly stopped.

"Pan Yang, can you tell me what happened?" Fu Zhouyang took a deep breath, perhaps realizing he had been too harsh. "Sorry, I'm just a little confused." What had just happened had completely overturned his worldview.

"Shh." Pan Yang placed his hand to his lips. Fu Zhouyang was a little confused, but he still didn't make a sound.

The ticking of the clock hands reached my ears, but the pocket watch remained completely unresponsive.

Fu Zhouyang looked around warily. The sound of the hands of the clock grew louder and louder. His vision blurred, and a picture flashed through his mind: "Pan Yang, be careful."

"What?" Pan Yang looked at Fu Zhouyang. The surrounding scene suddenly disappeared, leaving a blank space, similar to the system space. However, Pan Yang did not hear 001's voice. Obviously, something was preventing him from communicating with 001.

The sound of the clock hands rang in his ears. Pan Yang followed the sound and saw a pocket watch floating in the air. This time, Pan Yang immediately summoned Xiaoyao and slashed down.

The moment the sword struck the pocket watch, a ripple appeared in the air, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The place was a wasteland, the sky was blood red, and even the air was filled with the smell of blood. There wasn't a single intact building around.

A little boy sat blankly on the ruins.

Pan Yang knew about this scene.

The little boy noticed Pan Yang, looked at him fiercely, and said, "It's all because of you! They all died because of you! You harmed my mother, harmed many people, and harmed Zhou Yang! It's all because of you! It's all because of you!"

The boy stood up from the ruins, and with a flick of his wrist, a sword appeared in his hand—it was Xiaoyao.

The boy walked directly toward Fan Yang step by step, his body shape changing with each step.

Finally, the boy stopped. His face was exactly the same as Pan Yang's, and he slowly said, "You deserve to die."

Pan Yang chuckled lightly: "Could the brainwashing techniques get any more novel?" After saying that, he waved Xiaoyao.

"If I deserve to die, then you deserve to die too." Without hesitation, Fan Yang stabbed at the man.

In an instant, everything around him returned to blankness, and the pocket watch remained perfectly intact, floating in mid-air.

Pan Yang was getting annoyed. What the hell was this bastard?

"Pan Yang, run! Don't turn around and run!" The woman's scream suddenly rang in my ears.

Pan Yang froze, then slowly turned around to look. In the vast expanse of white, that splash of red stood out conspicuously.

Blood flowed down the woman's body, almost completely staining her clothes red, and she couldn't even stand up.

"Pan Yang, be good, don't turn around and run away!"

Upon seeing this scene, Fan Yang gripped Xiao Yao tightly, his murderous aura undisguised.

A glint of light flashed from the pocket watch.

"Teleport back to system space!"

Pan Yang blinked, looked at the electronic screen, and frowned.

001 looked at Pan Yang and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was unharmed: "I was so scared just now. Host, you suddenly lost contact with me. I thought..." 001 didn't finish her sentence.

How could it possibly worry about its host! Absolutely not!

However, he saw Pan Yang suddenly raise the electronic screen that Xiao Yao was pointing at him and coldly ask, "Who are you?"

"?!" 001 was completely shocked. What kind of trick was this? Had the host lost his memory? Could it be because of that pocket watch? But why didn't the master tell me what he was doing? Did the master no longer trust me?

Oh no, oh no, oh no! The host has amnesia, and the Zhouyang Small World definitely has no memory of it. What should I do if the master comes out to deal with the host? And Jiang Sunan, how come he returned to the Time and Space Administration Bureau so quickly?