Quick Transmigration: The Foolish Beauty Saves the World

During the meal, Jiang Zichu didn't give Jingli a friendly look. Jingli didn't understand why, but she didn't care too much.

It seems that blended families all have this kind of problem.

Jingli, who had been binge-watching family dramas, thought to herself.

After finishing his meal, Jiang Zichu did the same thing as the night before: washed his own dishes and went upstairs.

Jingli then began to carefully explore the villa.

He recalled his experiences in the previous world and realized that the key to their destruction of the shadow lay in the array in the old house of the Guofeng Amusement Park.

By the same token, this world also has a similar formation or core, and this core is most likely located on this island.

He planned to use this time to deal with the shadowy figure while thoroughly investigating the entire island.

The investigation should begin inside the villa.

So far, nothing unusual has been found in Jingli's room, the kitchen and living room, the storage room, or Jiang Zichu's room.

Jingli closed her eyes, circulated her energy, and sensed the surroundings, locking onto the study where the senses were strongest.

The study in the villa is located on the far left of the second floor, and is connected to the third floor by opening up the space between the two floors.

Upon entering, one faces a desk, behind which is a window. Outside the window grows a large, leafy tree, which allows only a sliver of light to filter in, even during the day—other than that, there is no other natural light in the enormous study.

Jingli pushed open the door and entered. The space, piled high with books, had been uninhabited for years, and was covered in dust.

Jingli sneezed twice, rubbed her nose, took out two camping lamps, placed one on the desk, and carried the other in her hand.

There was an open book on the desk, covered in dust.

[6058: What a terrible book this is...]

A quick scan of 6058 revealed four large floor-to-ceiling bookshelves filled with an unknown number of books, most of which were related to self-discipline and unorthodox practices. Aside from that, there were some mindless wish-fulfillment novels with questionable values.

And these books have basically all been read.

6058 was greatly shocked.

For many years, reading has been Jiang Zichu's only form of entertainment.

He couldn't imagine how twisted a person would become if surrounded by such information.

It's no wonder he's a god incarnate; even so, he still maintains his true self! Otherwise, this world would have collapsed long ago.

6058 was filled with awe.

Jingli spent the entire afternoon searching in the large study, but couldn't find anything resembling the core.

What makes this room different from others is the books.

These books were problematic to begin with, not to mention that they were also tainted by some dark forces.

Jingli took this opportunity to try something new.

Instead of eliminating the shadows directly as before, he extracted and gathered them together.

This is much more difficult than simply eliminating them in the past.

The thin shadows became thicker, the scattered shadows became more cohesive, and correspondingly, the energy they contained also increased, attempting to break free from the control of the scene.

Soon after, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Jingli's forehead.

He used his power to create a cage, which he used to imprison the dark figure.

"Any changes?"

He asked about 6058.

[6058: Yes, the energy fluctuates, just like last night. Little Fish, could you try manipulating these shadowy figures? Um... something like, converting them into your own energy?]

Jingli thought for a moment, then broke the whole dark shadow into two pieces, one large and one small. She held the smaller piece in her hand and twirled it around, trying to connect with it.

This small dark shadow left the "mother body" and put away its previous clamorous appearance.

Weak, helpless, and pitiful, it was dizzy and disoriented in Jingli's hands, and even began to tremble.

The more it was shaken, the smaller it became, so a small container had to be built in the scene to trap it.

Even when it was trapped, the black color around it gradually faded away.

Jingli suddenly had an inspiration: "Their source is negative emotions, and now they are afraid, and the malice within them is dissipating..."

He reached out and touched the small dark figure, his eyes slightly brightening.

"Therefore, their fading away is not the disappearance we think they have, but rather a transformation into another kind of energy."

Jingli clenched her fist, and the small dark shadow completely disappeared.

"An energy that I can use."

6058, through system monitoring, indeed discovered that the energy had not dissipated, but instead merged into Jingli's body following his movements.

No wonder he made progress every time he eliminated a shadow; the reason was right here.

Next, Jingli tore off a few more pieces from the large mass of shadow, condensed and absorbed them using the same method, and gradually found some feeling for them.

The only thing holding us back is our current body.

Having just finished processing the shadowy figure he had caught in the study, this body's physical strength had reached its limit.

Jingli thought to herself in a daze—I need to start exercising properly tomorrow.

He fell asleep on the floor like that.

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Jiang Zichu was hungry.

He couldn't smell the food like he had yesterday, and he couldn't help but wonder: It's only the second day, and this stepfather can't keep up the act anymore?

Stepping from my room into the living room, it was empty, just like before Jingli arrived.

A sense of panic suddenly welled up in Jiang Zichu's heart—the last time he felt this way was when he realized that Jiang Yuanqi didn't want him anymore.

He rushed into the yard in a panic. The small stove was still there, at least leaving some trace.

But now that little stove is cold and lifeless, it seems all the more ironic.

Jiang Zichu clenched his fists, his mind racing with thoughts.

Was it because he spilled the soup at noon?

But doesn't Dad seem indifferent?

Or was it all just a disguise?

Jiang Zichu looked up at the courtyard gate not far away and moved closer to it.

The younger father can't escape; even if he leaves the villa, he can't escape this island.

He moved a little closer to the courtyard gate.

A faint electric current was flowing through it—a warning.

This feeling unexpectedly overlapped with the one he had when he watched the ship leave back then.

Jiang Zichu collapsed to his knees, overwhelmed by a mix of sadness, pain, anger, and helplessness.

On one hand, he felt abandoned again, and on the other hand, he was worried that his cunning stepfather might faint from the electric shocks outside.

That was his rabbit, the rabbit he hadn't even licked yet, his only rabbit.

Like a trapped beast, he roared and smashed everything he could in the yard—except for that small stove.

He hated it to death, but he still couldn't bear to let go, so he hated his own indecisiveness even more.

He didn't get up until it was getting dark.

His stomach was empty, but he had no appetite.

Back in the dimly lit villa, I sat blankly at the dining table.

Now, is he all alone again?

He felt his face become wet, and when he touched it, he realized it was wet with tears.

He hadn't shed a tear in a long time.

Now, all for a new dad I've only known for two days?

Jiang Zichu forced an ugly smile, but the more he smiled, the more tears flowed, until finally he began to sob softly.

6058 watched quietly and blew a bubble.

Let him cry if he wants, as long as he doesn't smash the fish tank.

It's best to let her cry a little longer, so that her overexerted little idiot can rest a little longer.

Jiang Zichu cried for a while, then her emotions stabilized somewhat.

He wiped away his tears and prepared to return to his room. It was then that he noticed something was different—

The usually dark study was now filled with a soft, warm light.

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【small theater】

Jiang Yuanyuan: o(╥﹏╥)o Hungry, bunny!

Little Fish: Rabbits are so cute, should they be eaten cold or spicy?

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PS: At this stage, Xiao Jiang hasn't fallen in love with Xiao Yu yet; he's just clinging to a piece of driftwood like someone who's about to drown.