Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

The royal guards brought the fourth prince, who had been stranded, back to Eternal Nova.

As a gesture of goodwill to the person who had been so loyal to protecting the prince, the emperor made an exception and promoted him to join the royal guard.

As the starship landed, the emperor personally rose to greet the two, shook hands with the fourth prince's savior, and embraced his beloved son, whom he had searched for for many years before finally returning to his side.

When family members are reunited, even an emperor who is usually inscrutable cannot help but shed tears.

This scene was published on the front page and circulated on the StarNet for more than half a month.

The empire's major media outlets all pulled out all the stops to describe and praise this emperor, saying that when facing his children, he was just an ordinary and vulnerable father.

Amidst the heated discussions on StarNet, the Security Bureau's high-ranking officials were being replaced in a round of changes, though unseen by them. The Security Bureau, which operates parallel to Starfleet and reports directly to the Empire's highest command, typically has officers with military ranks. Now, about half of its personnel have been replaced, either imprisoned or secretly executed.

The princeling faction, which had been stirring up trouble, had to curb its arrogance, and a crisis surrounding power came to an end.

A month later, the turmoil subsided, and the emperor began to arrange for the fourth prince to appear in the media, officially restoring his status as a prince and taking him to the temple for a sacrificial ceremony.

Wen accompanied them as a bodyguard.

Looking up, the surface of the statue still shimmered faintly. After many days, the magnificent and tall sculpture was finally restored, and the precious soil contributed by the Thuringian family filled the broken heart.

Even now, imperial experts have not been able to figure out why the statue's heart ruptured, and when faced with public inquiries, they can only attribute the cause to theology.

Humanity, wandering in this universe, has lost nature for too long, and the gods, witnessing their struggle, are heartbroken.

It sounds like utter nonsense, yet some people actually believe it, and are convinced that one day the statue will truly come to life and cast a compassionate gaze upon the people of this starry sea.

After the ritual, everything returned to normal.

The royal family did not allow illiteracy, so Wen Sirang lost all his free time and devoted it to studying desperately.

As a member of the Royal Guard, WEN naturally has many things to do.

Aside from official missions, interstellar travel has become rare, and even short trips have become much less frequent.

This is all thanks to that criminal who packed his bags and belongings without a word and accompanied Wen Sirang to Eternal Nova. He made such a big decision, but only informed Hua Renyuan, while ignoring the other owner of the body.

When WEN took over this body, he was already lying in the living room of Eternal Nova, numbly watching the scene of father and son embracing in the quantum computer.

Before switching again, Wen left a note for the other person, warning him not to make decisions for others without permission.

"I should be the one saying that." The other person replied with a cold laugh, sending a new note. "After all, you didn't even say goodbye before merging my remaining consciousness into your body. Now that you can't control it, you're shifting the blame onto me?"

Wen lowered her eyes expressionlessly.

Finally, he realized where the guilt that would pop up every time he faced Wen Ying to make his presence known came from—it was from another consciousness within this body.

"0017. So you weren't really dead all along."

"0016." The other party replied indifferently, "It seems you miss this number. Indeed, I am not completely dead, but that is not something I can control."

“The fusion of consciousness is also not something I can control,” WEN explained briefly.

Undoubtedly, the other party did not believe this explanation.

This is normal; from the very beginning, they have regarded each other as an intolerable thorn in their side, an absolute enemy that must be eliminated in this lifetime.

Only one of the two could survive, yet they both survived and unknowingly shared a body, living together harmoniously for a time. It's truly horrifying and disgusting.

Thinking about it on an even more incredible level, this phenomenon may mean that they are essentially the same person, but neither of them is willing to admit it.

If it really is the same person, then what about that fierce fight back then, the hatred of wanting to tear the other person apart?

"Look carefully, staying in ARES is no longer the best option. If you don't want to do the same useless work as before, which is like looking for a needle in a haystack, then follow my arrangements. Also, even if it is a short death, I am willing to die for her. I hope you can know your place. My decision has never been to help you."

Wen did not reply to this long-winded statement; he simply burned the note, and the conversation ended there.

After completing his routine training, he took off his fingerless gloves, tidied himself up briefly, and went to the temple.

Guarding the temple was also part of the royal guard's job. As the fourth prince's savior, WEN was not going to be assigned such a low-skilled task. He volunteered to patrol the temple.

It is often said that criminals always love to return to the crime scene. Although he did indeed crawl out of that broken heart when he woke up, he came here not to erase evidence that had already been erased, nor to admire the fruits of his crimes.

Just to have a moment of peace.

Another criminal within my body also enjoys breathing this air. The towering tree in the temple is clearly fake, yet it seems to still release a continuous supply of oxygen. Whenever I stand here, countless memories intertwine and surface in my mind, my heart seems to beat a little faster, and my blood vessels ache slightly.

His longing intensified, urging him to continue searching for her.

We must find her.

No matter what method is used.

If you don't want to be a homeless stray dog, you have no choice but to do everything in your power and pay any price you can.

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"This glass of wine... I'll drink it first as a sign of respect, I'll drink it first as a sign of respect!"

At the dinner table, amidst the clinking of glasses, some people, in high spirits, stood up to toast Wen, who, as always, remained indifferent, observing without touching a drop of alcohol.

Wen Sirang sat opposite him, watching this scene. Noticing his open and aboveboard gaze, the person who had toasted Wen looked embarrassed, poured himself another glass of wine, and walked over to him, bowing obsequiously and saying with a smile, "Fourth Prince, look at my brain..."

"I can't drink that. I'm a minor."

Wen Sirang spoke with a smile, causing the man, who was already bent over, to bend even lower. He clicked his tongue, picked up his juice, and clinked glasses with the other man.

He couldn't be bothered to argue about the other party bowing and scraping to Wen first, since nine years had passed and the guard from back then had long since replaced the emperor's personal guard as the emperor's most trusted confidant. Compared to currying favor with a prince who had not yet gained real power, being a favorite of the emperor was more socially valuable.