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

Wen Ying walked through the dormitory corridor.

Since joining the Neverland project team with Vivian, she hadn't been back to her dormitory. For a moment, she couldn't remember her room number. At the crucial moment, Jiang Yusui sent her a message and helped her find her way.

They returned to that sea of ​​stars together. The Empire's people remained outwardly calm, but secretly they were investigating the mechs' movements. The network through which Jiang and Sui sent her messages was private and separate, allowing them to avoid the surveillance of the StarNet AI.

Jiang Yusui didn't like this feeling of being restricted. In the past, he might have preferred a simple and brutal approach of destruction, directly paralyzing the StarNet so that there wouldn't be so many eyes watching them.

But things are different now than in the past; he is well-socialized and considers things very thoroughly.

Since landing, Wen Ying has been working non-stop, spinning like a top for two and a half days. She finally managed to catch a little time to rest, but could only sleep in the dormitory and didn't even have time to go home.

There's not much he can do to help right now, so he shouldn't cause her any more trouble at this time.

"Found it!" came Wen Ying's reply from the other end.

"Okay, go to sleep," Jiang Yusui said, then couldn't help but add before sending, "Are you coming home for dinner tonight?"

Wen Ying quickly replied with a list of dishes she wanted to eat, followed by a few pat-the-head emojis: "I'm going to take a shower."

Jiang Yu Sui: "Don't wash the clothes, bring them back and I'll wash them. Good afternoon, baby."

"Good afternoon," Wen Ying said, followed by a string of numbers. "This is my reading account. You know the password. I heard from my classmates that a lot of good novels have been updated on the popular list recently, all of which are your type. Check them out when you're bored!"

As the window closed, the virtual screen gradually dimmed. Jiang Yu sat there, the smile on his lips lingering for a while before fading away.

After Wen Ying returned, she went straight to Neverland. After that, she traveled to several places. She didn't have time to go into the villa in the back, so he didn't step into it either. Instead, he sat next to a piano in the front hall.

He entered his account and password on the software, skipped the popular list, and casually browsed Wen Ying's reading history.

According to the astrological calendar, most of them are from a year and a half ago, around the time she entered university.

It turns out that she used to read novels back then, and quite a variety of them. One of them is still being updated, and it's being updated monthly, much to the dismay of the readers in the comments section.

Unfortunately, he shut everything out at that time, immersing himself in the pain of being unwanted, quietly isolating himself in the safe. Otherwise, he could have found the author of the novel and helped her urge her to update it.

When he looked up again, he was met with a pair of brown eyes the size of mung beans. The mechanical bird was tilting its head and sizing him up.

When it met my gaze, it cooed twice, looking worried.

"It's nothing," Jiang Yusui said casually, chatting with the other person, "Are you bored here? Wen Ying said you used to go to school with her, but now you have to stay here with me."

The mechanical bird still had its head twisted 180 degrees, cooing loudly. This time, the cooing was louder, and the words it wanted to say were longer, meaning, "I haven't seen you in so long! Enough with the nonsense, let's go play games!"

A group of square, round, triangular, and cone-shaped machines chased the robot vacuum cleaner around the house, accidentally bumping into Jiang Yusui's leg and causing the machines to fall over. Jiang Yusui picked them up and moved them aside. Urged by the mechanical bird, he had no choice but to get up and join its game.

On the other side, Wen Ying came out after taking a shower, but couldn't fall asleep.

She lay on her back in bed for a while, then changed to lying on her side, repeating this several times. Finally, she sat up and took out a folded note from the pocket of her shirt.

When she returned to the Empire in her mecha, she had already read through Qin Shu's memories with Jiang Yusui's help.

In recent years, Wen Ying has not lived in the Empire often, but she tries her best to come back to take the school exams.

This time, she returned to handle the matter because she received an urgent message. Qin Shu had not shown his face since he went to the front line, and all matters were handled by Huo Shi. Although he had always disliked appearing in front of others, the Crown Prince's people still noticed something was amiss after a long period of this. They could not find Qin Shu, nor could they find Wen Ying, who was known as Qin Shu's "fiancée," so they tampered with her project.

The eldest prince was the crown prince initially chosen by the emperor. The emperor didn't have many children to begin with. The second prince was an incompetent fool, and the third prince was a villain. Later, he fell into a coma due to an empty shell disease. He was killed by Wen Sirang a few days after he woke up. The only remaining princes were a few, and they were constantly fighting each other.

However, the main rivalry was between the eldest prince and Wen Sirang. Perhaps feeling that the little princess was destined to be excluded from politics, the eldest prince didn't take her seriously at all and only kept an eye on Wen Sirang's movements.

Wen Ying suspected that his actions against her project were also due to Wen Sirang. After all, she had just returned and was immediately pursued by her classmates for gossip. For some reason, the media outside stopped reporting the rumor that "a mysterious woman frequently visited the residence of the commander-in-chief of the Yongzhou Fleet" and instead started fabricating a blood relationship between her and Wen Sirang.

She was completely baffled and couldn't contact Wen Sirang himself, so she could only take care of the important matters first.

The project the eldest prince was involved in was not the one she participated in in Neverland, but one he built with a group of like-minded students at the school, with the help of several teachers. The main purpose was to establish a more convenient information network for the edge planets.

The project was named "Bridge" by Wen Ying. It adopted a low-cost and high-efficiency solution, and the equipment was also made at their own expense. Therefore, before Wen Ying arrived, the people sent by the First Prince had already had to leave the scene due to the protests of the people.

Yesterday, they approached Wen Ying again to negotiate. After she refuted their claims with reason and evidence, they proposed to buy her and her classmates' work. They even tried to persuade her by saying that "the royal family's credibility has declined, and this move will help maintain social stability." Wen Ying still refused.

What does the decline in the royal family's credibility have to do with her? She's not a member of the royal family.

Wen Ying clutched the note for a long time.

In fact, she had already seen the important content in Qin Shu's memory.

Having finally figured out why this person left without a word, and confirmed that he was still somewhere in some world and had not disappeared, she still couldn't relax. Her heart was hanging high, like an indistinct mountain shrouded in mist.

Qin Shu must have felt the same way back then. Wen Ying was able to overlook the whole situation from a god-like perspective, but he had no idea where the various anomalies that appeared on his body came from. Wen Ying did not tell him that in addition to the world they had lived in together, she had also created many parallel worlds without underwater tunnels as "backups." He thought he was about to die.

He had intended to surprise him, but instead he was shocked, not happy. He had made arrangements for his own affairs before leaving quietly, waiting for death alone. Therefore, this note became like a will, heavy as a thousand pounds.