I Don't Want to Evolve After Being Transmigrated into Angewomon

"This is... righteousness!"

When in a state of righteousness, one is a righteous person; when in a state of darkness, one is a dark person—this was originally just something Mo Si said casually, with a hint of teasing, but unexpectedly, it made her sense righteousness.

She is currently in the Blood Queen state, having received the soul of the Vampire Beast. She should only be able to sense the black energy. Righteous energy would be like an electric shock to her at this moment, causing pain that penetrates to the bone marrow.

But the fact that she can now sense righteous energy without any problems means that... both the righteous and the wicked have accepted her?

She released the receiving spell and returned to her Angewomon form. Sure enough, she could still sense the black aura.

"Saint and Demon in One!"

In this world where righteousness and darkness are in balance, this existence is practically the answer, a chosen one of the world—a truly unexpected delight.

……

"Bell-bottoms, the 1970s... How can I go back to my era?"

Xiaoyu sat on the bench, sighing repeatedly.

She possesses a wit beyond her years, yet intelligent people often have more worries.

This morning, in order not to be late for school, she used the rabbit charm to speed up her journey.

As it turned out, she wasn't late at all; she was just over twenty years early!

Afterwards, she tried to return to her own time in the same way, but no matter how she ran with the rabbit talisman, it was no use.

The quick-witted girl probably guessed the reason: the rabbit talisman was missing something compared to its state in the morning.

For example, a high-frequency laser developed by a PhD student in District 13.

The problem is that she doesn't have the ability to obtain that kind of high-frequency laser, so even with the rabbit talisman that symbolizes the power of speed, she can't travel through time and space again to return to her own era.

At this moment, she is troubled by this.

"impossible!"

"can!"

Not far away, a child wearing glasses pointed to a wall that was more than twice his height and said to another child, "No one can get over this wall, it's too high."

"I can!"

An Asian boy, about ten years old, stepped forward. He was wearing a blue shirt and light brown pants.

Xiaoyu looked in the direction of the sound and stared at the Asian boy.

Uncle Jackie?

Although he is still a child, he managed to jump twice to get to the wall, but he lost his balance and fell down, about to be injured on the ground.

Xiaoyu rushed over immediately. Although it didn't change the outcome of the fall, at least Xiaochenglong wasn't injured.

The two became acquainted because of this.

"Sooner or later, I will jump over it," Jackie Chan said firmly.

Xiaoyu smiled and said, "I believe you."

It's not just a wall, you can even jump off a train in the future, you're practically a superman!

During their conversation, the two mentioned their fathers.

Xiaoyu suddenly realized what was happening and laughed happily, "That's right, and there's also Old Man Face's magic. I'm so stupid."

Although we cannot find a machine that can emit high-frequency lasers, there is magic in the world besides technology.

Dad's air magic will definitely send her back to her original era!

She quickly asked Jackie Chan to take her to his house, which was the location of her father's antique shop more than 20 years later.

The two pushed open the door and went inside. With a ding, the doorbell rang.

"Welcome... Ah Long, is this your friend?" The speaker was a middle-aged man, none other than Old Man.

But unlike the white-haired old man in Xiaoyu's memory, the old man in front of her still had black hair.

"Where are the antiques?" Xiaoyu asked, noticing the clean shop and the cassette tapes on the shelves, but none of the antique vases she was familiar with.

The old man exclaimed in surprise, "You're the second person to say that to me today. Is this really a suitable place to sell antiques? I was thinking of opening an eight-track cassette tape specialty store."

Xiaoyu asked in confusion, "The second one? Who was the first one?"

The old man said, "Just now, a lady wanted to buy this place to sell antiques."

"Huh?" Xiaoyu fell into thought.

Jingle ~

The doorbell rang again, and someone else pushed the door open and entered.

Four men of varying heights and builds barged in; they were the Black Hand Gang's four-man squad.

The first one is Afen.

He was 1.8 meters tall, with a red slicked-back hairstyle, and wearing a white suit and a pink shirt.

The second one is Zhou.

He was slightly shorter than the former, wore yellow glasses, was nearsighted, and was dressed in a black suit with a gray undershirt.

The third one is Lasu.

He was 1.9 meters tall, looked a bit simple-minded, and was wearing a black suit and a white shirt.

The last one is Tru.

He was over 2.1 meters tall, with the physique of a sumo wrestler, both tall and broad, standing there like a wall.

Upon seeing these familiar faces, Xiaoyu chuckled awkwardly, "They can't be nine years old, can they?"

Obviously not, they were people from Xiaoyu's era.

He traveled through time and space, all for the talisman in Xiaoyu's hand.

However, at this moment, they all noticed the presence of Jackie Chan Jr.

"That's Jackie Chan!"

"He looks so small."

"As long as we deal with him, he'll never grow up!"

Afen, Zhou, Lasu, Tru, and the others all turned grim.

Back in the day, before they met Jackie Chan, weren't they all living the high life with impressive achievements?

But after meeting Jackie Chan, they both started to become comedians.

Jingle ~

Just as both sides were getting ready to fight, the doorbell rang again.

Everyone followed the sound.

When Ah Fen saw the woman's appearance, his eyes lit up and he said, "Wow, ma'am, this shop is very busy right now. Why don't you come back another day?"

The figure at the door smiled and said, "It's alright, I'm looking for you."

The visitor was none other than Mo Si.

It was Moss who had transformed back into Angewomon's form.

"Looks like someone's trying to meddle." A-Fen, completely unaware that he was facing a different version of the answer, walked up with a smile, clenched his fists, and made a fierce face, trying to scare the woman away.

He is a gentleman and would not make a move on a lady unless absolutely necessary.

Swish!

soon.

It was like a nimble white python striking Ah Fen on the neck.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an arm, wearing a white glove made of silky, gelatinous material, with two small wings on either side of the wrist. It was Mo Si's left arm, the angel beast.

"..."

Ah Fen rolled his eyes back, collapsed to the ground, and fell into a deep, baby-like sleep.

"what?!"

The remaining Zhou, Lasu, and Tru were taken aback by the sight and quickly abandoned their initial desire to see the joke.

The person who came here is not kind!

"Wow!" Xiaoyu, her father, Xiaochenglong, and the others exclaimed in amazement.

Zhou, Lasu, and Tru got serious. When they first met Jackie Chan, they thought he was just an archaeologist, but they never expected him to be a superman.

The same applies to the strangely dressed woman in front of me.

Although Ah Fen was too careless, he should not be underestimated!

The three exchanged a glance and made a decision instantly.

Zhou and Lasu attacked from both sides, while Tru charged forward from the front.

"Ah ah!!!"

"..."

Mo Si remained calm and composed, her body radiating a purple light.

The Second Form of Heavenly Purple Light – Solar Fist!

Simply put, it transforms the heavenly purple light into a blinding glare that has no physical attack power.

If they were dark and evil, they would still be burned, but Zhou, Lasu, and Tru, although they worked for the Black Hand Gang, were still normal humans, so they only felt the burning sensation.

Zhou was in the best condition because he was wearing a pair of yellow glasses. Although they were tinted glasses for nearsightedness, they still served as sunglasses to some extent.

Mo Si strode forward, her first action being to approach Zhou.

"Huh?" Zhou was startled and quickly assumed a fighting stance.

Despite his appearance, although he can't beat Jackie Chan, he's still a master among ordinary people.

Boom!

With a karate chop, Zhou collapsed to the ground, falling into a deep, infant-like sleep.

Next was Rasu, and finally Tru.

Tru was tough and thick-skinned, so ordinary hand chops were ineffective against him, and I had to hit him a few more times.

Xiaoyu, her father, Xiaochenglong, and the others were dumbfounded.

"How do you glow, Mo Si?" Xiao Yu asked, still remembering Mo Si's name.

“Of course it’s magic.” Mo Si raised his right hand and extended a finger, which then glowed.

Xiaoyu didn't see anything like a flashlight, so she was sure it was magic. She asked, "You're a mage? That's great! Listen to me, I'm from the future."

“I know,” Mo Si smiled.

Xiaoyu was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and asked, "Can you take me home?"

Mo Si pointed to the unconscious A Fen, Zhou, La Su, Tru, and others, and said, "These people came after you, so of course we should take the way back and search them."

Xiaoyu immediately searched herself and found a crystal ball.