[Quick Transmigration] Deliberately induced

[Mission No. 1741 has been completed, with a merit value of 300. ]

[We are about to return to the mission hall of the headquarters, please get ready. ]

As the system's notification sounded, a sense of dizziness struck.

The soul was pulled out from the object temporarily living in this space world, sent back, and recondensed from the spiritual body into a concrete body.

For the soul, appearance, age, and age are not a big deal, and generally it will not waste merit points that can be exchanged to change at will.

So in the past few years, the image of myself as a teenager has not changed, and if there are no accidents, it will continue to be maintained in the future.

Feeling the familiar touch brought to his body by the shirt reorganized from the system space, and confirming his current state, Mu Xuan opened his eyes and announced the password.

"I am back."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he was caught by a large border collie rushing forward and fell to the ground.

"Aw, aww!!"

Really, every time I come to the teleportation port to greet me, it's like this.

Reluctantly got up and stroked his glasses, Mu Xuan stroked his pet's head with a hint of pampering on his face.

"Hey, chocolate."

"Come back, Xiaoxuan~!"

Another voice rang out.

The blond man walking in front of him had his eyes twitched up, the light in his pupils flickered, and he smiled like a fox.

"This mission is also very good, perfect as always."

Steffen Terrell Binson, as the commander of the space station headquarters, is a character who is so extravagant that he can constantly adjust the color of his eyes with merit points all day long.

By the way, today is purple.

To be honest, in front of this guy, no matter how much clothes you wear, it will feel like being naked and letting him see you.

For some reason, he could make himself uncomfortable just by smiling.

Maybe this is the so-called human instinct to face the strong?

"I don't think there is anything perfect in this world, it's nothing more than a comparison of the degree of completion, Lord Binson."

Mu Xuan frowned slightly and retorted.

"Please send me the last task of this month."

"Ah, ah, really, I'm praising you, Xiaoxuan, why can't you not be so rigid and serious! If you can make a seductive smile and take off your collar like when you are doing the task..."

"The task is for the task, and it's not my real consciousness anyway, so it doesn't matter how you use it if you possess it."

Quickly interrupting Binson's chatter and the increasingly strange trend in the topic, he spat out five words.

"Please, give, I, task."

"Okay, okay, here it is for you~!"

The other party pouted reluctantly and sent a mission message.

[Would you like to accept mission No. 1744 immediately? ]

"Yes."

[Please wait a moment, the system is preparing...]

After touching the chocolate, Mu Xuan signaled it to return to the room.

"It's the last mission this month, just wait a few more days."

The border shepherd dog licked Mu Xuan's hand reluctantly, and then obediently sat down on the spot.

[Confirmed information, ready. ]

[Start teleportation. ]

"I am leaving."

With a final wave to Binson, he disappeared into thin air.

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