Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

After an unknown amount of time, the train stopped, and Pan Yang secretly got off. Looking at the unfamiliar scenery around him, he must have arrived on another planet.

The people here dress more in a traditional style. Pan Yang secretly slipped out of the station and found a corner to sit down.

He didn't know where he could go or go back. He was no match for those people, and he was likely to be captured and taken back.

Now it seems he has no home. As night falls, it starts to rain, and Pan Yang is woken up by the rain.

He stood there somewhat bewildered. He had escaped, so his ID card was definitely useless, but many places required one.

A figure holding an umbrella slowly approached from afar, and Pan Yang watched the person warily.

The child looked young, perhaps seven or eight years old. Although his clothes weren't fancy, they were clean. He had a smile on his face and looked at Pan Yang with some curiosity: "Hello, are you lost?"

Pan Yang shook his head and took a step back.

The boy frowned, took a step forward, and let the umbrella shield him from the raindrops falling on Pan Yang: "Where is your mother?"

"Dead." Pan Yang said calmly, but his vision blurred again, and tears fell down his cheeks to the ground.

"Don't cry." The boy seemed a little lost, hurriedly reaching out to wipe away Pan Yang's tears, but found that the more he wiped, the more tears he shed. He sighed helplessly, "My mother is dead too. Why don't you live with me? My name is Zhou Yang, what's yours?"

Pan Yang wiped away her tears and sniffed: "Pan Yang."

This was the first time he didn't want to admit that his surname was Shi. The Shi family was the place where his mother was buried, and he didn't want to be as filthy as them.

"Pan Yang." Zhou Yang murmured, then smiled and extended a hand: "Then it's settled, we'll live together from now on."

As if possessed, Pan Yang placed his hand on Zhou Yang's hand. Zhou Yang's hand was as warm as his mother's, and at that moment he felt inexplicably at ease, at least he had a place to stay for the time being.

Pan Yang followed Zhou Yang to his home. Zhou Yang's home was not as luxurious as Shi's; it was just a small one-story house, but it had everything one would need.

Pan Yang settled down there. He learned that Zhou Yang's parents had passed away long ago, and he lived alone, studying with the grandfather next door and occasionally learning martial arts.

It was more like magic than martial arts, and it always surprised and amazed Pan Yang.

The neighbor's grandfather treated him very well; at least, he felt that Pan Yang was a million times better than Shi Qing.

However, Zhou Yang would spend most of his time doing odd jobs to earn money, and would occasionally give Huan Yang some good food. Zhou Yang always felt that this person, who was the same age as him, was much more mature.

Just one year later...

"The Interstellar Alliance and the Time and Space Administration have issued an arrest warrant! Capture Shi Panyang, the traitor of the Shi family. Anyone who provides information may make one wish." The soldiers who had suddenly appeared on the street spoke.

Pan Yang started to panic. They were still looking for him, so he decided to stay home, as that was the safest option.

As soon as Zhou Yang got home, he saw Pan Yang sitting in the corner. He walked over slowly and sat down next to Pan Yang naturally: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy again?"

Pan Yang lowered his head and didn't speak. What should he say? That he was a wanted criminal? But he hadn't done anything wrong, so why was he a wanted criminal?

“I told you I would always be with you, no matter what happened to you before.” Zhou Yang gently patted Pan Yang’s back: “Don’t worry, I will protect you. Those soldiers will be gone soon, and no one will know you are here.”

Zhou Yang's voice always reassured Huan Yang. Huan Yang looked up at Zhou Yang, and finally couldn't hold back any longer. His voice choked with emotion: "I want to kill them." Kill Shi Qing, kill Jiang Qingyan, kill Shi Minglian!

He wanted to avenge his mother.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

The two children leaned against each other in the corner, feeling each other's body heat. They had no relatives left in the world, only each other.

As spring turned to autumn, the old man next door grew weaker and weaker.

Pan Yang sat on the old man's chair, gently fanning himself.

The old man coughed a few times and sighed, "I'm getting old, and I don't have many days left."

"..." Pan Yang did not refute. He knew that the old man was right, but he did not know how to comfort him.

The old man chuckled and patted Pan Yang's head: "Kid, you're thinking about something again. You always have more thoughts than an old man like me. Even after I'm gone, you still have Zhou Yang. You're both good kids."

"Child." The old man looked into the distance. "I know you have a lot to do. As long as you don't regret it, just do it boldly. Zhou Yang really likes you, even at such a young age."

"Pan Yang!" Zhou Yang rushed in in a panic, and before Pan Yang could react, he pulled Pan Yang and ran outside.

The old man watched the two figures disappear into the distance, then glanced at the fleeting light in the sky, and sighed.

Zhou Yang pulled Pan Yang and ran desperately, even out of the city, and finally darted into a forest, a place where they occasionally went on spring outings.

Because this place is quite desolate, not many people come here.

Zhou Yang looked at the sky, then at Pan Yang, as if he had made up his mind: "Pan Yang, I like you."

like?

Pan Yang was a little stunned. The old man had just said that Zhou Yang liked him, but he wanted revenge. The Interstellar Alliance Time and Space Administration was a place where if he made a mistake, he would lose his life, and Zhou Yang would die too.

"I'm not afraid of death." As if hearing his thoughts, Zhou Yang placed his hands on Pan Yang's shoulders and continued, "Pan Yang, I'm selfish. These past few years, I've been quite afraid of you leaving. If possible, I hope you take me with you on the day you leave. I can become a knife in your hand."

“But…” Zhou Yang took a deep breath, withdrew his hand, and took a few steps back: “Pan Yang, promise me you’ll live.”

Pan Yang was somewhat bewildered, but more than that, he felt panicked. He had a bad feeling: "What are you talking about? The Time and Space Administration has discovered me, hasn't it!"

"Pan Yang, stay here obediently." Zhou Yang said, and based on the incantation that the old man had taught him, he created a simple formation.

After doing all that, he turned and left.

Pan Yang rushed over immediately, but a barrier blocked his way, and he couldn't get through. A loud noise came from his ears, and when he looked up, he saw a spaceship, a spaceship from the Time and Space Administration.

"Zhou Yang! Can you please stop treating me like a child!" Pan Yang pounded on the barrier, hating Zhou Yang's kindness for the first time: "Zhou Yang, you're so selfish!"

Smoke quickly rose in the distance, followed by the sound of explosions. He could almost see Jiang Qingyan's smiling face at that moment!

He hated himself for being so weak. He was powerless to help his mother when she passed away a few years ago, and he was still powerless now.

He was unwilling to accept it. It was as if countless voices were shouting in his mind, cursing him for being a coward and weak.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my chest and fainted from the pain.