Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One - A Sober Fall

Major flaws: 1. The author's writing style is poor (please forget your brain when reading).

2. Avoid swearing and cultivate a positive online environment for everyone.

3. This novel is entirely fictional in its subject matter and creation. Readers are advised to distinguish between fiction and reality.

4. Please remember!!! Non-human beings are prohibited from speaking!!! (This is an addition by the author after reviewing some readers' comments)

(That's all for now, I might add more later.)

Regarding this book:

1. This is a BL-oriented quick transmigration novel without a romantic pairing. It's somewhat about a weak seme and a strong uke, with the seme being the main character (this comes from the author's quirky hobby, but the author himself doesn't know if he can actually write it).

2. To reiterate, this is fiction. Don't judge the world of the novel by the lens of your own reality. If the author could truly depict the reader's real world with words, the author wouldn't be that capable!

3. Readers can give the author suggestions, which the author will consider carefully and is very grateful to readers who can provide help.

4. Side Story!!! Side Story!!! Unrelated to the main story!!! Unrelated to the main story!!! The side story is just a treat for the readers!!!

Other points: 1. Readers who cannot finish this book should leave quietly and refrain from using abusive language.

2. Rotten Tomatoes and other websites have many great authors writing books. If you can't stand a book, please run away immediately!

The contents of this book are all fictional. Readers are advised to keep their minds clear, but they can temporarily put their minds aside while reading.

In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting dappled patterns into the milky-white tiled bathroom. As the view drew closer, a man in white pajamas lay in the bathtub, gazing up at the ceiling. The dappled sunlight on his face made him appear as if he were receiving a baptism from the sun, giving him an air of sanctity within the milky-white bathroom.

But we must ignore the premise: the wet hair hanging on the man's head and face, the cold water in the bathtub reaching his chest, and... the deep red or rather black blood inside and outside the tub.

Logically speaking, just by looking at the large amount of blood in the bathroom, one could tell that the man was undoubtedly dead, but...

Tu Mi also wanted to know why he wasn't dead yet. Putting aside the large amount of bloodstains around, he must have fainted from lack of blood when he tried to commit suicide by cutting his wrists last night, and then slipped into the water. He had just poked his head out of the bathtub this morning. He should have drowned by now, not to mention how much blood he had lost.

Tu Mi frowned, stood up from the bathtub, and was about to step out when her body swayed uncontrollably and her head spun. It took her a while to regain her senses after she spread her arms out and stood there for a while.

He didn't die, but he was left with aftereffects.

Tu Mi walked barefoot on the tiles, slowly making his way towards the kitchen. He was about to verify something...

The kitchen was dark in the early morning, making it difficult to see inside, but that didn't matter. Tu Mi knew this place well, having lived here for several years.

A pale, bony hand gripped the hilt of the knife, and the next second, the tip of the blade turned to face Tu Mi's left chest cavity.

Now, he wants to verify one thing: whether he can actually die!

The sound of a sharp object piercing flesh echoed in the quiet kitchen.

Tu Mi lowered her eyes and silently watched the blood drip from the hilt of the knife onto the ground. The rhythmic "drip, drip" sound filled the silent space. Slowly, more and more blood flowed...

Tu Mi's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up with a few points of light, and her flat, pale lips curled up slightly.

Tu Mi's vision gradually blurred, her hand slipped limply from the hilt of the knife, and she fell backward.

Finally... finally he can rest in peace underground...

With a "bang," a vibrant life seemed to vanish from this world.

Hours later, the man lying in the blood trembled, his eyelashes fluttering like an apocalyptic flower blooming in blood, shaking wildly in the gale.

He finally opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling. He didn't know what expression to make; all he knew was how tired he was...

And he seems to be immortal.

He didn't pull out the fruit knife, but silently got up from the ground, walked to the bedroom, lay down, and even covered himself with a blanket, completely ignoring the bloodstains he had dragged from the kitchen to the bedroom.

So tired... So tired...

Is he capable of jumping off a building?

Tu Mi slowly turned her gaze to the French windows, then dismissed her own idea. No, jumping off a building would be considered throwing objects from a height and would kill other innocent people.

[Ding ding ding~ 014 has heard your strong desire. What is your wish? 014 is at your service.]

Tu Mi's dull eyes flickered, then closed. He was tired and needed to rest.

"Hello?" A questioning electronic voice sounded in Tu Mi's mind.

【hello?】

[Hello, esteemed host, can you hear this system?]

【Hey, is the speaker broken again?】

Then, a series of crackling sounds came from Tu Mi's mind.

Tu Mi listened to the noise in his head and slowly drifted off to sleep. He didn't believe in free lunches.

Two hours later, the rose slowly awoke.

[You despicable host! How dare you ignore this system! You can clearly hear me, yet you've made me mistakenly believe the speaker is broken! How infuriating!]

Tu Mi lay on the bed without moving and ignored anything strange, like 014 or some system.

Stop pretending, this system knows you can speak.

........

After a while

Please, just say something to this system.

It seems that even electronic beings can't stand passive-aggressive behavior.

Tu Mi moved her lips.

014 was somewhat expectant; was he finally going to speak?

"Get out of my head," came the cold words from Tu Mi's mouth the next second.

014's expression changed from anticipation to disbelief; how could he do this?

However, 014's excellent system skills allowed it to quickly react: "Hello! Host, this system 014 can grant you one wish."

"Can I have any wish?" Sure enough, Tu Mi's voice softened.

Yes, esteemed host.

"Can I die now?"

"Of course," 014 replied without hesitation.

【Wait... what did you say?!】

Then, in Tu Mi's mind, she heard the rustling sound of pages turning, followed a second by a deafening shout: "Holy crap!!"

Hehe, it's all collapsed~

"What collapsed?" Tu Mi wondered, perhaps that was why he couldn't die.

【It's okay, 014, this isn't your fault】014 didn't answer Tu Mi's question, but instead comforted herself, which was a sign that she was about to go crazy.

Tu Mi felt that this 014 was like someone infected with a virus, but 014 thought Tu Mi was mentally ill.