Male transmigrates into female: The male protagonists all love to eavesdrop on my innermost thoughts

Important note for readers: First, store your thoughts in your head!

"That guy surnamed Mu, isn't he usually very arrogant? He even said he wanted to kill me."

"Come on, let's see how you're going to kill me now!"

The scarred man squatted down, grabbed the barely alive 'bald tattooed man' from the ground, and gloated wildly, finally taking down this mountain.

From now on, he'll be in charge of this area, hahaha.

"Come on, hahaha, kill me, please hurry up... ugh!"

*Pfft!*

The bald man suddenly produced another knife from somewhere and stabbed and twisted it in the scarred man's stomach.

The scarred man stared wide-eyed at his abdomen in disbelief: "Which bastard...?"

"Is this... a body search?" he said, then tilted his head and collapsed.

"Holy crap! Scarface!" A group of henchmen swarmed forward, crying and shouting.

The bald man exhausted his last bit of strength and collapsed limply to the ground.

Before he died, he took one last look at the dozen or so corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.

I thought to myself, if I could be reborn like the protagonist in the novel, I would want to be a billionaire.

Let these brothers who follow me live a life of luxury every day, and each of them have a beautiful and wealthy woman by their side.

"Ding dong! A wish has been generated. Now, the journey of transmigrating into a book, 'As long as you can survive, billions are not a dream,' begins. Please get ready, host. Three, two, one, let's go!"

Mu Zhen: ...

I was just thinking about it casually, and it actually happened!

After a moment of dizziness, Mu Zhen found herself in a foggy place, and the soft, cute loli voice in her mind rang out again.

"What are your requirements for the new identity, host?"

Wow, you can still choose for yourself? Are even systems this complicated now?

Mu Zhen was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, the other party would randomly assign him a corporate slave identity, so he replied instantly: "First, I want to trample all the most awesome men in the world under my feet!"

Thinking to myself, "I've already transmigrated into a book, how can I not seize the opportunity to experience what it's like to be the king of the world?"

System: “No problem!”

"Secondly, I want to acquire supreme wealth without having to work hard, simply by lying around every day!"

I've worked hard my whole life, and now I've been transported into a book. I can't expect to be a corporate slave again, can I?

The system paused briefly, perhaps selecting characters, before finally replying, "No problem!"

"Third, and most importantly, no matter how many women a man sleeps with, no one will force him to take responsibility!"

That way he can be a playboy to his heart's content over there and won't feel guilty when he comes back.

I don't know if it's because the system has already selected characters that perfectly meet the requirements, but there was no lag at all: "No problem!"

"Fourth, when I come back, not only will I have 10 billion, but all my brothers must also be alive and well."

Of course, if the system really can't bring the dead back to life, then he can only burn a few more rich and beautiful women for them.

Forget it, those guys just love reading novels about sons-in-law all day long. When it comes to strong women, who can compare to Wu Zitian?

Yes! Let's burn a hundred... no, let's burn a thousand Wu Zetians for them, so that the brothers can also experience what it's like to be a top-tier sea queen down there.

Brothers: Brother, you are truly our best brother, even if you were struck by lightning.

If we could outmaneuver Wu Zetian, would we have ended up in this mess?

Damn it! You can't even handle one properly, and you want to take on a thousand? Are you trying to work yourself to death?!

System: "Okay, alright, stop babbling, let's go!"

So, Mu Zhen felt a sharp pain in his buttocks, as if he had been kicked by something, and then he passed out.

When he opened his eyes again, it was a completely different world.

In the luxurious European-style bedroom, Mu Zhen stood at the head of the bed, holding a gleaming short knife, a drop of blood sliding down its blade.

With a 'thud,' it hit the floor, and at the same time, it seemed to strike Mu Zhen's heart hard, making him shudder.

Because on a large bed directly in front of him, a young man, full of explosive energy and like a caged beast, was staring at him without blinking.

Even Mu Zhen, who had grown up in the gray area and was used to bloodshed and violence, couldn't help but be startled by that look in his eyes.

The man's wrists were bound, and he was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts.

He was tall and slender, roughly estimated to be at least 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, and his muscles were solid and powerful.

Especially those two bulges on his chest, he doesn't look like someone to mess with.

As for looks, even if Mu Zhen didn't want to admit it, he couldn't lie and say that the other person was ugly; at least he was several levels better looking than him.

As for why the man looked at him with the same gaze he would give a dead rat in a ditch.

It was probably those dozens of deep and shallow scratches on the other person's body.

What is the body he possessed doing? Is it trying to drain the blood from that man's body?

"If you don't kill me today, I'll grind you to dust one day!" The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he spat out those words viciously through clenched teeth.

Mu Zhen frowned. Since they had said that, it was definitely going to be a fight to the death. Mu Zhen's life motto was: better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one tiger return to the mountain.

Of course, he understood the principle that murderers would be imprisoned for life, and even if he wanted to live a life of hiding, he couldn't do it in prison.

He wants to be the king of the world!

He thought to himself, 'Then cripple him and imprison him!'

At that moment, space froze instantly, and a chubby, chibi-style girl the size of a palm floated out of Mu Zhen's mind, yelling at him.

"Ah~~ Please stop having such dangerous thoughts immediately, host. He is the number one male protagonist, Long Yuan!"

The world in the book relies on the protagonist's luck to function; if something happens to him,

The world will collapse, and you'll die instantly, never to return to your original world!

Mu Zhen's face darkened, but she also grasped the key point: "The number one male lead? Is there a number two?"

Having too many main characters in a story is not a good thing.

What happens when the protagonist's fights cause cataclysmic destruction and affect him?

The system nodded: "Alright, I'll transfer the plot of this world to you, you can read it yourself!"

After receiving the plot, Mu Zhen completely broke down.

He looked down at his chest and saw the bulge there... then shook his right leg and couldn't feel the 'weapon' that used to be in his leg.

She froze, then stiffly turned to look at the system, her eyes seeming to want to devour her alive.

The system knew what the other party wanted to say without even guessing, and gave a guilty-looking dry laugh: "Hehe, well..."

There are only two people who meet your requirements. The male role was originally intended for you.

But after looking at that person's details, I think this one is better at surviving.

"It's fine, just change it to a man!" Mu Zhen said, her attitude leaving no room for negotiation.

What kind of international joke are you kidding?

How could a real man of the new era, a big brother who commands a bunch of underlings, possibly submit to a woman's body?

What if a woman who has been a woman for too long goes back to being a sissy?

The thought of that scene is terrifying.