Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

"Host, I'm back!"

Suddenly, the energetic voice of 886 rang in Jiang Heng's mind.

"You're finally awake!"

He breathed a sigh of relief. 886 had said it would lend energy to Lan, and the moment the energy transfer was completed, it entered hibernation mode.

Thankfully, it had planted a flag next to him beforehand, saying it would recover in a few days and there was no need to worry. Otherwise, Jiang Heng wouldn't know what to do these past few days. Especially when he heard the 'mission complete' notification sound instead of the usual "886" sound, he was still somewhat panicked.

886 scratched its face guiltily. Actually, normally, it wouldn't have enough energy left in this world to help it emerge from hibernation, but just now it felt like it had been injected with new energy and inexplicably recovered.

But it dared not tell Jiang Heng about this, otherwise Jiang Heng would definitely spank it once they left this world.

"Everyone said there would be no problem!" After saying that, it whimpered twice and rubbed its little hands together. "Can I play for a couple more days before leaving? Please, please."

Jiang Heng was almost overwhelmed by its cuteness and hurriedly agreed, "Okay, okay, okay."

Moreover, he also had unfinished business.

Lan noticed that the smile on his lips had suddenly become...kind? She tilted her head in confusion, wondering what he was thinking about.

Once they reached the lounge, 886 quickly returned to the little robot's body, grabbed the quantum computer Lan had given it, and ran off.

Before I leave, I need to quickly save all the TV series I've been hoarding into my database.

Late at night, Lan returned to the lounge and found the living room light still on, but he didn't see Jiang Heng. Thinking she was already asleep, he went into the room and saw that the blankets were still folded the same way he had that morning.

"Jiang Heng?"

Just as he was about to contact the other party, his shoulder was suddenly brushed against from behind. He turned around but did not see anyone. He frowned, switched his mechanical arm to combat mode, and felt a finger lightly tapping and messing with him.

The robotic arm retracted in a second, and he looked helplessly at the empty air in front of him.

"Jiang Heng".

Jiang Heng chuckled softly, but did not dispel the concealment.

"Team Leader Lan, please accept the third reward."

Lan felt two hands draped over his shoulders, applying some force. Following the pushing force, he retreated step by step until he was pushed onto the bed.

He seemed to know what the reward was.

His face suddenly flushed red; he had never imagined that the Shadow Beast's abilities could be used in such a way.

The sensation of fingers touching the body became increasingly pronounced, and taking advantage of the fact that the other person couldn't see, their actions became even more brazen.

He opened his lips to stop her, but a soft, warm sound silenced his voice.

Judging from the posture, Lan raised his hand and pressed it down on the other person. From his perspective, it looked like the other person's hand was suspended in the air, and a secret excitement welled up in his heart.

"Team Leader Lan, turn on the sensor connection."

A soft breath fell beside his ear, accompanied by a warm, moist sensation. With a vague premonition of what was to come, Lan's body tensed further, his heart pounding faster, but he willingly chose to succumb.

"All right……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his metal fingertips being grabbed and pulled toward a certain place.

The Adam's apple was moving even faster; that was unfair.

He pressed his lips together, his eyes half-closed, concealing the emotions within them, and then, following that direction, suddenly delved deeper.

The voice suddenly changed tone, and someone grabbed the collar. It seemed that the other person wanted to pull hard, but the force was dissipated due to the movement of the person.

"Lan...stop, stop."

"Didn't you say you liked it? I want to collect my reward myself."

In the latter half of the night, Jiang Heng could no longer resist Lan's madness and withdrew from stealth mode.

Sweat rolled down his chin and dripped onto his waist and abdomen. Lan's hand finally touched a soft, supple surface. His warm palm moved up his waistline, and he chuckled, "Why aren't you continuing?"

Jiang Heng gave him a reproachful look and was about to turn over and lie down when she was stopped.

"The reward isn't enough..."

When Jiang Heng woke up the next day in the afternoon, she was still listless, slumped in bed. She had miscalculated; she hadn't expected this person to be so crazy.

When he finally came to his senses, he turned over, raised his right hand, and saw a ring on his ring finger with a pattern that repeatedly wrapped around the ring face. Remembering the forceful words "Marry me" that had fallen into his ear last night, Jiang Heng clenched his hands and buried himself in the quilt.

"886, let's go."

886, who had just finished watching TV dramas in the dark room all night, sighed softly. It began to wonder if anyone could make their host willingly stay, even for a very short time.

The data began to be extracted, and everything around her began to rewind. Jiang Heng was like an outsider, watching everything she had experienced in this world rapidly replay before her eyes.

The scene shifts back to the time he first met Lan on Earth. Separated by different dimensions, the distance between them, though seemingly less than half a meter, felt impossibly vast. He looked into Lan's eyes; the icy gaze of their first meeting now held a hint of...sadness?

Before Jiang Heng could examine him closely, he returned to his consciousness space.

Standing there in a daze, he was still recalling those eyes from just now. He looked down at his empty fingers and figured he must have been mistaken.

"Host, are you also going to seal away your memories of this world this time?"

886 jumped into Jiang Heng's arms, its short legs stepping on his arm, and looked up at him.

"Correct."

886 pouted, but still went to operate it. It seemed to quite like Lan.

......

In the Quick Transmigration Bureau building, 001 glanced at the tall man standing behind her, her tone revealing a hint of schadenfreude.

"You lost again. Remember to transfer the double points to me."

While the other party was still processing the memories of this small world, 001 secretly transferred some of its points to 886, which went into its account along with the points awarded for completing the mission.

This little system is wasting points way too much, and most of them are spent on useless things. Before, it was used to hoard storybooks, but now it's started hoarding TV series.

As soon as it finished its operation, it was grabbed and lifted up by a hand, and a cold voice rang out, "What are you doing?"

001 remained calm despite being suddenly pulled into mid-air, crossing its arms and staring directly into those dark eyes. "To be honest, if 886 hadn't consumed so much energy, who knows what would have happened by now? Can't I compensate it with my own points?"

"Don't think I don't know what else you've done. Don't let this happen again."

001 rolled its eyes. If it hadn't supplied 001 with energy to wake it up, your reward would probably have been ruined. But it dared not say that; a man abandoned by his wife is not to be trifled with.

886 stared wide-eyed at the string of points on the task settlement interface. How could there be so many points in this world! It suspected that there was a bug in the main system. Instead of making a fuss, it submitted a long report, which was full of its suggestions (dissatisfaction) with certain program settings.

Less than two minutes later, the main system rejected the report, followed by two bright red characters: "Rejected".

886 was so angry that he rolled around in the space, "Aaaaaah, I'm so angry!"

Jiang Heng sat cross-legged to the side watching it make a fuss. Just as it was about to roll away, he reached out and pulled it back in time, which could be considered a different kind of "it was making a fuss, and he was laughing".

After 886 finally finished venting, Jiang Heng hugged it and rubbed it for a while, until its fur was sticking up in tufts here and there.

"Let's go to the next world."

886 raised its hand to stroke its fur, muttering, "The host is too bad."