Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

Behind Shen Ying's back, the ghostly pirate approached silently. Just as its sharp blade, like the scythe of death, was about to pierce Shen Ying, a figure flashed past like a gust of wind. A flash of cold light, and the ghostly pirate disappeared into thin air with a mournful cry.

Just as Shen Ying repelled the ghost pirate in front of her, she heard a noise behind her and turned around warily. A man appeared in front of her.

"Hello!" the man said first. His voice was clear, cool, and pleasant to hear.

Shen Ying was panting heavily, sweat dripping from her forehead. She stared intently at the man in front of her, her eyes filled with astonishment and wariness.

"I mean no harm. I'm also a player. My name is Zhang Wei," Zhang Wei explained softly. His gaze towards Shen Ying now held a touch of gentleness, which contrasted with his cold and indifferent appearance.

Shen Ying's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. She let out a long sigh and then asked, "Hello, my name is Shen Ying. Like you, I am also a player. What is your mission?"

Zhang Wei smiled slightly and said in his still gentle tone, "My mission is to lift the curse on the ghost ship. What about you?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Ying's heart stirred, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face. She hadn't expected that the two of them would have the same mission.

After a brief moment of surprise, Shen Ying responded simply, "Me too."

Zhang Wei raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes. He then smiled and suggested, "Since we have the same mission, why don't we cooperate? More people means more strength, and that way we'll have a better chance of completing the mission."

After saying that, he looked at Shen Ying with sincere eyes.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ying lowered her head slightly and fell into a brief moment of thought.

She quickly weighed the pros and cons of cooperation in her mind, and after a short while, she looked up at Zhang Wei, smiled, and said crisply, "Okay!"

A glint flashed in Zhang Wei's eyes, as if some emotion was churning within them. His face momentarily lost in thought, but the expression was so fleeting that Shen Ying didn't notice it.

He said softly, "It's a pleasure doing business with you!"

In the terrifying ghost ship, Shen Ying couldn't help but steal glances at Zhang Wei beside her. In the dim light, Zhang Wei's expression was as calm as if he were taking a stroll in his own garden, without the slightest trace of tension.

Shen Ying was intrigued by the other person's composure. She cleared her throat and asked, "Zhang Wei, how long have you been playing this game? How many dungeons have you cleared?"

Zhang Wei slowly turned his head, looked at Shen Ying, and after a moment's thought, told Shen Ying, "It's been a long time, probably more than a hundred dungeons."

When Shen Ying heard the words "more than a hundred dungeons," her expression instantly froze. A voice inside her screamed in despair: how could she possibly have that much time to clear so many dungeons?!

However, Shen Ying still held onto a last glimmer of hope: perhaps the original owner had already cleared many dungeons before she arrived?

She looked up at Zhang Wei and blurted out a series of questions: "Do you know how many instances you have to go through to reach the last instance?"

Is there any way to get to the last instance the fastest?

Also, how can I tell how many dungeons I've cleared?

Shen Ying's brows furrowed tightly, her face filled with frustration and helplessness.

She had tried to look up this information before, but there was no record of the original owner's completion of the dungeon in the wristwatch, and there were no useful clues in the spatial clasp either.

At this point, she could only place her hopes on Zhang Wei, who seemed to have a lot of experience, hoping that he could give her some useful answers.

Her eyes were fixed on Zhang Wei, hoping to find the answer in his expression.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei looked surprised and asked in confusion, "Don't you remember? When you enter the game, the system has already transmitted this information directly into the player's brain."

Shen Ying was speechless. Of course she didn't remember; she had no memories of the original owner at all!

Shen Ying forced a slightly stiff smile and offered a common excuse for amnesia found in novels: "I accidentally injured my head before, and I can't remember a lot of things."

Zhang Wei frowned slightly, a hint of worry appearing on his face. He then nodded gently and said, "I see. This game has a total of two hundred dungeons. Currently, there is no shortcut other than clearing them one by one."

As for how many dungeons they've cleared, players usually know the answer themselves, but you've lost your memory now..."

Zhang Wei's face was full of helpless expression.

Shen Ying also felt helpless. She sighed, and suddenly, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Then, dark figures darted out from all directions like ghosts.

Those figures were elusive, exuding a chilling aura, their pale faces appearing and disappearing in the darkness, revealing a sinister and terrifying presence.

The moment the ghost pirate appeared, Zhang Wei reacted with lightning speed, pushing off the ground with both feet and launching himself forward like an arrow.

At the same time, he gripped the hilt of the sword with lightning speed in his right hand, and with a crisp sword sound, the sword was drawn, its blade gleaming coldly.

His attacks were precise and fierce, each swing of his sword carrying immense force, the blade slicing through the air.

Facing the oncoming ghost pirate, Zhang Wei dodged to the side, avoiding the pirate's ethereal yet chilling claw attack. At the same time, he used his waist to generate power, raised his arm high, and swiftly slashed down with his longsword in an arc.

This sword strike was powerful and heavy, aiming precisely at the ghost pirate.

The ghost pirate tried to dodge, but Zhang Wei's sword was too fast.

With a sharp "swoosh," the blade seemed to cut into a solid object, creating a cloud of black mist. The ghost pirate let out a shrill scream, his figure instantly becoming blurry before disappearing into the air.

However, more ghost pirates surged in like a tide. Zhang Wei remained calm, lightly touching the ground with his toes, and leaped up like a swallow, his longsword twirling in his hand.

Shen Ying stood aside, unable to intervene in the fierce battle before her, and could only watch helplessly as Zhang Wei slaughtered his way across the battlefield.

Zhang Wei thrived amidst the siege of the ghost pirates; his movements were light and agile, each one a work of art.

He moved like lightning, weaving through the pirates with ease, leaving a trail of afterimages in his wake. Every strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless, each sword aimed straight for vital points without hesitation.

Sword shadows flashed, and cold light shone everywhere. Every sharp sword aura that swept past gave the ghost pirate no chance to react. He was instantly struck and turned into wisps of green smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Shen Ying stared in disbelief, her eyes filled with amazement and admiration.

At this moment, she felt that she was not watching a battle, but enjoying a wonderful performance, and Zhang Wei was undoubtedly the most dazzling star on the stage.

As she watched, Shen Ying suddenly had the feeling that she was being carried by a big shot.

Zhang Wei quickly wiped out the ghost pirates.

After the battle ended, Shen Ying quickly stepped forward, gave a heartfelt thumbs-up, and exclaimed, "Wow, you're amazing! Your strength is absolutely incredible!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei felt a little embarrassed. He raised his hand to scratch the bridge of his high nose and replied with a light laugh, "I've just gained a bit more experience from my many experiences."