Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

In the end, only the world of Kamikita, who was injured, was born.

However, not long after, the game organized an offline event, and almost every player received an invitation; it was similar to a large-scale exhibition.

Since the event coincided with a holiday, Pan Yang participated without hesitation, bringing Zhou Yang with him.

Upon arriving at the event entrance, everyone needs to take a name tag, which has their district and ID name written on it, and hang it on their clothes to enter.

Once inside, I found it to be really big, with many areas recreating content from the game, and there were also some cosplayers.

Pan Yang pulled Zhou Yang around for a while, and when they got tired, they simply found a place to sit down and rest.

Pan Yang opened his phone. He had been forced to ask Shang Bei and Xia Nan for his contact information. When he opened his phone, he saw that Shang Bei had sent more than twenty messages, which were nothing more than asking where Pan Yang was, where he was now, and what he was doing.

Panyang: Resting with Qingyang.

Then I sent a video over.

Kamikita: I just passed by here! You guys wait for us! Don't wander off!

Within minutes, Pan Yang saw a boy leading another boy this way. The boy in front looked very innocent and pure, giving off a clean feeling, while the boy behind him was taller and looked aloof.

Then he saw the person wave his hand behind Pan Yang and sit down.

Are you Pan Yang?

Pan Yang nodded.

"Finally found you two! You're so handsome! Your voices are a perfect match for yours." The innocent-looking boy laughed heartily, "I'm north, and this is south."

Xia Nan nodded to Pan Yang: "Hello."

"Ugh, this journey has been exhausting! I must say, Qingyang is really handsome!" Shangbei nudged Xia Nan: "When did you become as handsome as them?"

Xia Nan seemed somewhat helpless. To be honest, he wasn't bad-looking; he was more of the aloof, handsome type: "You're more than good enough for me."

"What do you mean? You said I'm ugly!" Shang Bei looked at him incredulously: "I can't believe you actually dislike me!"

"..." Pan Yang remained silent. He suddenly understood the feelings of someone who was suffocating from their own suffocation.

Pan Yang silently moved closer to Zhou Yang. Shangbei was too scary; he needed to stay away to prevent infection.

Zhou Yang noticed Pan Yang's movement and casually put his arm around Pan Yang's waist: "What's wrong? Are you hungry? Let's go get something to eat?"

Shangbei's eyes widened when he saw the two of them moving, then he smacked his lips and said, "I'm hungry too. I remember there are a lot of good restaurants around here according to the navigation. Let's go eat first and then play." As he spoke, he got up and shoved Xia Nan.

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang stood up and rubbed Zhou Yang's head: "Okay, let's go eat."

Zhou Yang seemed to have gotten used to having his head rubbed. He stood up with a hint of helplessness and took Pan Yang's hand.

Watching the two of them, Shangbei gently nudged Xianan and whispered, "When are you going to let me touch your hair?"

“Touch it for an hour,” Xia Nan glanced at him and said.

"Tch." Shangbei snorted and looked away, stealthily glancing at Xia Nan before quickly reaching out his claws, touching her, and running away.

The four of them stayed there for about five or six days before leaving.

Back home, Pan Yang lay on the sofa and didn't want to get up.

When Zhou Yang returned from buying food, he saw that Pan Yang was still sitting on the sofa in the same position. He sighed, put the food on the table, and took the book from Pan Yang's hand: "Stop reading and eat."

Only then did Pan Yang slowly sit up straight, pick up his chopsticks, and prepare to eat.

"You haven't finished reading this book yet?" Zhou Yang looked at the book cover and realized that it was the same book that Huan Yang had first met him with; he remembered it vividly.

"This is the fifth one."

"Huh?" Zhou Yang put the book aside: "So how many volumes are there in total?"

"About fifteen or sixteen," Pan Yang replied after thinking for a few seconds, then nodded to confirm, "Only the first ten are good; the main characters in the later ones are like idiots."

"This even has a main character?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Pan Yang continued, as if it were a matter of course, “But there are only two main characters, though there’s Narcissus.”

Zhou Yang gasped, took out a cup and poured a glass of water for Pan Yang before sitting down to eat. After eating half of his meal, he finally couldn't help but whisper, "It's better to watch less; watching too much isn't good."

Pan Yang shrugged and didn't say anything.

After the two finished eating, Zhou Yang cleaned up the trash and came back to find that Pan Yang was reading that book again.

He sat down next to Pan Yang and leaned against him: "Come stay at my house for a few days. I want my parents to know about you."

"Okay."

"That's good." Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him agree, and continued, "Don't worry, my parents are very open-minded, they will definitely like you."

"Ah."

"How about we get married after we graduate from college?"

"Row."

"How about having a wedding in M? But Y country seems nice too. Do you prefer a Chinese-style wedding or a Western-style wedding?"

"It's all right."

Zhou Yang pursed his lips and snatched the book from Pan Yang's hand: "Pan Yang, did you hear what I just said?"

Pan Yang blinked and nodded expressionlessly.

"Then tell me what I just said."

"..." Pan Yang remained silent. Why did men have to make things difficult for each other?

001 Nonsense: "He said he wanted to go bungee jumping with you."

Pan Yang: You look like a bungee jumper to me.

001: "Ha! Host, you don't believe me!"

Pan Yang: I don't believe you, so what!

001: "Waaaaaah." It seems there's really nothing he can do; he's so useless as a system.

Seeing that he was somewhat distracted, Zhou Yang frowned and waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Pan Yang, stop thinking about books and look at me."

Pan Yang looked Zhou Yang up and down without saying a word. To be honest, he didn't care much about the weddings in these small worlds, since they would definitely leave eventually, so as long as Zhou Yang liked them, that was fine with him.

Zhou Yang, however, thought he was thinking about something else. Seemingly ignited with a competitive spirit, she cupped Fan Yang's face in her hands, her ears turning red: "The things in the book, you and I can do too."

"???" Several images flashed through Pan Yang's mind. He gasped, and finally, the look in his eyes as he looked at Zhou Yang changed. He shook his head and said, "You're really playing tricks."

"Huh?" Zhou Yang was completely bewildered. He stood up from the sofa, and the absurdity became even more apparent. He picked up the book he had tossed aside and grabbed Pan Yang's wrist, pulling him into the bedroom.

Then Zhou Yang fell silent. Could someone tell him what was in this book? How could it contain everything?

The next day, Pan Yang discovered that all his books were gone, but it was no big deal. As a big shot, he wasn't worried at all; he still had a stack of them in his spatial storage.

Zhou Yang looked at the books that had just appeared in Pan Yang's hand, feeling complicated. Oh well, it's not like it's anything else, just a few books.