Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

In the year 2777 of the Interstellar Era, a young master was born into the Shi family, one of the Interstellar Alliances. He was named Shi Panyang.

Shi Panyang's father was not the head of the Shi family, but the son of Shi Qing's youngest son, Shi Minglian. Shi Minglian had always been neglected, but none of Panyang's other uncles had a son. So after Panyang was born, Shi Qing gradually started to pay more attention to Shi Minglian.

At least in the memories of Pan Yang before he was six years old, everything was peaceful. He had a loving mother and a caring father.

On his sixth birthday, the house looked somber, and even his usually cheerful mother looked worried when she saw him.

Pan Yang was a little confused. Looking at his mother, he asked softly, "Mom, did I do something wrong? Why do you look so unhappy? And what about Dad?"

An Xiaoyue looked at her child, squatted down and patted his head: "It's okay, Huanyang, why don't you go to your room first? Mommy needs to talk to Daddy later, be a good boy."

"Okay, I'll be good!" Pan Yang nodded, jogged to his room, and closed the door under An Xiaoyue's gentle gaze.

Soon, Pan Yang heard the sounds coming from outside; it was the first time he had ever heard his parents arguing.

An Xiaoyue looked at the man's face, suppressing her anger: "He's your son! Your own flesh and blood, yet you want to use him to exchange for your future!"

"Xiaoyue, we can have another child if we lose our son. Think about it, if I become the head of the family, you will be the head of the family's wife, and we won't have to suffer any more mistreatment." Shi Minglian's face was filled with greed.

"Listen to me, where's Pan Yang? Is he in his room?"

“Shi Minglian! Pan Yang is only six years old! Who knows what those people from the Time and Space Administration want with Pan Yang!” An Xiaoyue felt that the man in front of her was a stranger.

"Even if they want one child, do you think they need to pressure the head of the family? Just because of one child, they'd hand over the position of head of the family to you?"

"Tsk, you don't understand." Shi Minglian looked at An Xiaoyue, not wanting to explain anything, and coldly stared at her: "Do you know what Director Jiang said? Two choices: hand over Pan Yang and I'll become the head of the family. Or he doesn't mind just taking it away, in which case we won't get any benefit!"

"You!" An Xiaoyue took a step back in disbelief: "There is no way I will let you take Pan Yang away."

"Womanly compassion." Shi Minglian looked at her with disappointment, glanced at the tightly closed room of Pan Yang, and took a few steps up.

An Xiaoyue quickly stopped him: "What do you want to do!"

"Pan Yang, listen to Daddy and come out, okay? Daddy will take you out to play." He pounded on the door while trying to avoid An Xiaoyue.

"Snapped!"

Shi Minglian looked at An Xiaoyue, whose eyes were slightly red: "You hit me?"

"You deserve to be beaten! If you take Fan Yang away today, I won't live either!" An Xiaoyue blocked the door tightly.

"Fine, you'll regret it!"

Since that day, Huan Yang has never seen his father again, and his mother no longer allows him to go out.

He didn't understand what had happened, why his parents were arguing, or why he felt that everyone except his mother was looking at him differently.

However, the peace did not last long.

Seven days after his father left, the head of the family, Shi Qing, came in person with a person.

Although Shi Qing is almost sixty, he still looks robust and young.

Shi Qing was extremely respectful to another person, who was dressed in an elegant suit and wore gold-rimmed glasses.

Pan Yang clearly remembered that Shi Qing addressed that person as the Director, the Director of the Time and Space Administration Bureau. As the name suggests, the Time and Space Administration Bureau has always maintained the stability of interstellar time and space.

Jiang Qingyan looked at Shi Panyang, who was being protected by An Xiaoyue, and smiled. He pushed up his glasses and said, "I think Madam Shi already knows why I'm here. Hand over Shi Panyang."

"I don't know why the director is so fixated on a child." An Xiaoyue looked at them warily, forcing a smile to remain calm.

"Regarding this matter," Jiang Qingyan casually pulled up a chair and sat down, his tone icy, "since you've asked, then I'll tell you the truth."

"According to the calculations of the Time and Space Administration, the Time and Space Administration will have a huge negative impact on interstellar space in the future and will threaten the Time and Space Administration. For the safety of interstellar space, we have decided to raise the Time and Space Administration ourselves."

An Xiaoyue's heart sank upon hearing this. It couldn't be that simple. The Time and Space Administration was always ruthless and would eliminate any threat it discovered immediately. Why would it keep a threat by its side?

"I think you've misunderstood. Calculations can be wrong, especially since Fan Yang is still a child."

"That's not up to you to decide," Jiang Qingyan said, clapping his hands lightly.

Several soldiers rushed in from outside.

"Now, hand over Shi Panyang to me."

An Xiaoyue looked at them, then glanced at Pan Yang behind her, and forced a smile: "Pan Yang, did you remember what your mother told you?"

Pan Yang noticed the awkward atmosphere around him but still nodded.

A thin mist seemed to rise in An Xiaoyue's eyes: "Good child, Mom loves you the most."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly pulled a button from her pocket, her face resolute as she looked at the group: "You should be familiar with this. I've already planted explosives in this house. Get out of the way now! Otherwise, I don't mind taking you all down with me!"

Shi Qing looked at An Xiaoyue's face and said angrily, "You have disgraced the Shi family."

“Dad, I’m not as heartless as you. I’ll say it again, make way! Let Pan Yang pass!” An Xiaoyue’s attitude was firm.

Jiang Qingyan waved his hand, and the soldiers immediately made way for him. He seemed completely unconcerned and even looked at An Xiaoyue with great interest.

"Pan Yang, be good." An Xiaoyue looked at Pan Yang and spoke softly.

Even though Pan Yang was very young, he understood at that moment: "Mom, let's go together."

"Mom will catch up with you soon, listen to me, let's go."

Under An Xiaoyue's gaze, Huan Yang had no choice but to walk step by step toward the door, but just as he reached the door, he suddenly heard gunshots.

Pan Yang reflexively looked over and saw that his mother was covered in gunshot wounds, and blood quickly stained An Xiaoyue's clothes.

The person who fired the shot was none other than Shi Minglian, who appeared out of nowhere.

"mom!"

An Xiaoyue suddenly collapsed to the ground, looking at her child and shouting with all her might, "Pan Yang! Run! Run!"

Without hesitation, Pan Yang turned and ran outside. The image of his mother falling to the ground lingered in his mind. He rushed into the crowd and ran aimlessly.

The sounds of pursuit behind them grew fainter and fainter.

He eventually managed to sneak onto a train, hiding in a corner, covering his mouth to prevent himself from making a sound, while his vision became increasingly blurry, and tears streamed down his face.

His father killed his own mother for the sake of so-called power...