Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Decades later, the human base grew stronger and stronger, and Pan Yang directly handed over the leadership position to Shang Nan's child.

That night, stars appeared in the sky, a rare sight. Pan Yang sat in a rocking chair and looked at the night sky.

Zhou Yang had already taken off his white coat and slowly walked over to sit down next to Huan Yang: "Although I don't know why you helped me in the first place, or what you want to do, I feel like I can't live without you."

Zhou Yang leaned back in his chair, gazing at the starry sky.

Pan Yang glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Zhou Yang chuckled softly, pointing to the lone star in the sky: "Do you think it feels lonely?"

"Probably not, it's so free and unrestrained by anyone else." Zhou Yang didn't wait for Pan Yang's reply, then he sighed and gently placed his hand on Pan Yang's hand.

"I'm getting older, and I think about things more. Pan Yang, I love you." After saying that, Zhou Yang breathed his last.

001: "Hidden character dies normally, host mission complete."

"The next world."

"Good host."

When Pan Yang opened his eyes, he found himself holding a coffee and wearing his work clothes.

The shop manager next to him looked at Pan Yang, who seemed a little dazed, and gently patted him: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"No." Pan Yang glanced around the shop while holding his coffee. There was only one man in a suit sitting in the shop. The man looked very young and successful.

Pan Yang handed over the coffee, and the man politely weighed it in his hand, looking at Pan Yang: "Can I take care of you?"

The man's expression was serious, without a trace of lewdness; in fact, it even carried a hint of anticipation.

This is truly speechless: "I know I'm handsome, but you must have forgotten your brain today. You should go to the hospital to get checked out."

To everyone's surprise, the man was very serious: "I brought my brain with me, I'm not sick. If you're worried I might be sick, I can get a medical checkup."

"......" What a lunatic.

Pan Yang ignored the man and found a seat to sit down and accept the plot.

The original owner's name was Qiu Panyang. He was an orphan and was currently a senior in high school. He worked part-time to support himself through school. He was timid and withdrawn, but his academic performance was excellent.

Such people always arouse the jealousy of others. The original owner was bullied at school. The ringleader was a boy named Yuan Nan, who came from a well-off family. The original owner tried to fight back and told the teacher, but Yuan Nan's family background was too powerful, so it was useless every time.

However, the original owner still endured it and prepared to go to university and leave this place. Who knew that Yuan Nan had no intention of letting the original owner go at all, and even after arriving at university, he found people to suppress the original owner.

The original owner was already introverted, and this incident caused her to develop depression and commit suicide by jumping off a building.

The current timeline is still set in the senior year of high school, and the mission is to ensure that Yuan Nan receives the punishment he deserves.

After sorting through the plot, Pan Yang lifted his sleeve and found it covered in bruises, with old wounds still visible, which was quite frightening.

The shop owner exclaimed when she saw Pan Yang's arm, "Did they bully you again? Those wicked capitalists!"

As she spoke, she quickly rummaged through some medicine and stuffed it into Pan Yang's hand: "Poor child, you can use these." After she finished speaking, she walked to the side, afraid that Pan Yang would refuse.

Pan Yang looked at the medicine in front of him, wrapped it up and put it in his pocket. Why not take it? The original owner was so poor that even his clothes were faded from washing.

The man drinking coffee over there walked up to Fan Yang and asked, "Are you very poor?"

"Are you being polite?" Pan Yang was truly speechless at this person's behavior, but there was no malice in him.

Before the man could react, he continued spouting nonsense: "I have money, I'm super rich, I'm out here experiencing life."

The man in the suit looked him over carefully: "I don't believe it."

"You're insane!" Pan Yang immediately stood up and moved away from him, knowing that getting close to a lunatic would bring misfortune.

The man wasn't angry at Fan Yang's reaction. He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Fan Yang: "This is my business card. You can come find me anytime you've thought it over."

This time, Pan Yang really couldn't stand it anymore. He glanced at the shopkeeper secretly, and thankfully, the shopkeeper didn't notice them. He pulled out a white sword from his spatial storage and was about to smash it down.

001: "Hidden character detected: Gu Zhouyang! Friendly reminder: This is the person right in front of you, host."

The white sword was just 0.001cm away from striking, and Pan Yang took a deep breath and threw the white sword back into his spatial dimension.

Gu Zhouyang was somewhat surprised to see the white sword appear out of thin air and then suddenly disappear. His eyes lit up, "As expected, the person I've set my sights on is indeed formidable."

The business card that Pan Yang received listed Gu Zhouyang's name and phone number; he was the president of H Group.

Oh no, the hidden character isn't going to be some melodramatic, domineering CEO, Long Aotian! Is Tianliang Wang Po?

Gu Zhouyang's face lit up with joy when he saw Pan Yang take his card, but the joy vanished in an instant. He cleared his throat and asked, "What's your name?"

"Qiu Panyang".

"Okay, remember to contact me." After saying that, Gu Zhouyang turned around and left the coffee shop, walking to the luxury car across the street.

Pan Yang felt a mix of emotions.

After finishing her work, Pan Yang arrived at the original owner's small rented room. The room was not big and only contained a bed and some basic daily necessities, which looked quite cramped.

It has to be said that the original owner was really pitiful. Looking at the phone number on the postcard, I, Pan Yang, am the kind of person who despises the poor and loves the rich!

"Hey, yes, it's me, Qiu Panyang. Can you give me a place to live? No, I don't want to be kept. Okay, I'll wait for you."

Pan Yang hung up the landline, feeling quite pleased with himself. Pan Yang was indeed not a snob, but now he was Qiu Pan Yang.

The old lady who lent Fan Yang the phone obviously heard what Fan Yang said and sighed sadly, "These young people nowadays..."

Pan Yang: "......" I'm suing you for defamation!

About half an hour later, Gu Zhouyang drove over to pick up Pan Yang, and the two soon arrived at a villa.

The two entered the room.

"There's no one else at home, so you can do whatever you want. You can choose any room you like."

Pan Yang patted him on the shoulder: "You have potential, I have high hopes for you."

It's definitely better to be rich.

The next day, Pan Yang came to school alone. After handing in his homework, he went to the original owner's place and saw that the original owner's desk was covered with an unknown liquid and some trash.

Without a doubt, it was Yuan Nan who had it done. Pan Yang glanced around at Yuan Nan, this good-for-nothing young master who usually only came after the first class.

He simply swapped his desk with Yuan Nan's.

Those around were shocked; they couldn't afford to offend that young master.

"Qiu Panyang, just bear with it, don't offend Yuan Nan," someone said.

Pan Yang looked at the person, his eyes devoid of any emotion: "You're not the one being bullied at school. Why are you secretly in love with him?"

After what Pan Yang said, the man fell silent. He figured he could just tell the truth—that it was all Pan Yang's doing—when Yuan Nan arrived.