Quick Transmigration: I Got Too Far And Was Surrounded By A Bunch Of Crazy Perverts - Chapter 7

Once in the bathroom, Miao Yang immediately contorted his face as if he had eaten something disgusting. He grabbed a towel and frantically scrubbed his body. Lowering his eyes, he twitched his brow; this current situation was simply beneath his dignity. Besides, what was the use of this useless system, 168?

Miao Yang bit his lip and pondered for a few seconds. Relying on 168 was a lost cause. However, after his physical contact with Shi Lan, he felt a strange sense of relief. He checked his progress bar: 0.0001/100. It had moved, but it felt like it had not moved at all. Miao Yang thought, Forget it, staring at this is useless. The most important thing is staying alive here. These people seemed completely lawless.

Miao Yang contemplated his situation for several minutes until a knock sounded at the bathroom door. Shi Lan’s chilling voice came from outside. “Why are you taking so long?”

Miao Yang was startled and sat on the toilet lid. “I have diarrhea, and it is very foul. Brother Lan, you should go ahead; I am afraid the smell will seep out and bother you.”

Shi Lan did not respond. Miao Yang dared not stay inside for long, his mind racing to find ways to stall Shi Lan. When he emerged, he gripped the hem of his shirt and walked over with a bashful expression. “Oh, Brother Lan, you are still here!”

Shi Lan sneered. “Kid, this is my room.”

Miao Yang walked over with a cheeky grin, reaching for his usual blanket. “I know. I just saw that you had not moved in yet. But I snore, and I like to toss and turn and kick, so I will sleep on the sofa tonight. I definitely will not disturb you.”

Shi Lan watched him pull at the blanket. Just as Miao Yang was about to claim the final corner, he realized he could not pull it free. Before he could let go, he was yanked hard, falling face-first onto the bed with the blanket. His vision went dark as the blanket landed over his head. Shi Lan stood up and issued a command: “Sleep here. If you dare to move, I will kill you.”

168 appeared at the right moment: 【I detect that his threat of death is genuine, not just empty talk.】

Miao Yang instantly froze, letting the blanket cover his face. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the footsteps fade away.

“Why did you disappear just now?” Miao Yang accused the system, feeling quite dissatisfied.

168 replied calmly: 【Because it seemed the host might engage in sexual activity. To protect the host’s privacy, I entered the black room beforehand. Do not be nervous; I am back now.】

Miao Yang sneered. “My dignity was almost gone, and you tell me not to be nervous? Besides, aren’t you my system? Why are you so useless? You did not give me a golden finger, and you are of no help at all.”

168: 【I suggest you speak more politely. Friendly and harmonious interaction is the beginning of progress. Loving and tolerating each other allows us to go further.】

Miao Yang: “Get lost. Forget that nonsense; what can you actually help me with?”

168 displayed data: 【I can provide a general plot trajectory, adjust task plans at a risk to the host, and chat when the host is stressed or bored.】

Miao Yang: “Tell me how to adjust the plan. I feel like my innocence is about to be lost.”

168: 【According to an analysis of your situation, host, if you lose your flower, you can gain happiness and a chance to survive. I suggest you lie back and accept it.】

Miao Yang: “Get out.” 168 went silent.

Shi Lan emerged from his shower, water droplets tracing the contours of his muscles and leaving shimmering trails on his skin. The man was wrapped in a bath towel, revealing broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. His skin was a bronzed copper, and he practically radiated hormones. However, Miao Yang was still covered by the blanket, so he missed the sight. Only when he heard footsteps did he peek out. “Brother Lan, I did not move around.”

As he spoke, the corner of the blanket was ripped away from his face. His vision cleared, and he was met with the sight of the man’s bulging chest muscles, trailing down to his rock-hard abs. One, two, three, four, five, six. Before he could finish counting, Shi Lan walked toward the wardrobe, pulling off his towel as he went.

Miao Yang watched, frozen. Wow. He definitely works out. He is solid. Shi Lan’s long legs possessed a kind of mechanical beauty. Even Miao Yang could not help but stare for a few seconds. He felt disgusted by his own reaction, shivering as he accidentally caught a glimpse of the man’s lower regions and widened his eyes. He hurriedly looked down, then looked again, only to lock eyes with Shi Lan’s dark, inscrutable gaze.

Shi Lan grabbed a pair of underwear and turned around, looking perfectly at ease. “Like what you see?”

Miao Yang stammered, “No, no! It is envy. I envy your great physique. It is excellent.” He gave a thumbs up, his eyes darting around, terrified to look directly. He was genuinely afraid; would he die if something happened?

Shi Lan pulled on his underwear and walked over. As he sat on the bed, Miao Yang felt an overwhelming sense of pressure. He curled into a ball and rolled to the very edge. “Brother Lan, should I sleep on the sofa? I sleep very restlessly, and I am worried I will affect your sleep.”

Shi Lan pulled back the quilt and slid in, one long leg stretching out. His lower legs were covered in dense hair, not sparse like Miao Yang’s, which appeared completely smooth in comparison. Shi Lan rested his hands behind his head and let out a short, sharp laugh. Damn, I am a bit…

However, Shi Lan was not an impulsive man. He would wait until he figured out the boy’s identity. Besides, watching the kid jump around like a rabbit was amusing. He glanced over. “Oh? Tell me properly, how exactly do you sleep restlessly?”

Miao Yang scrambled up. “I kick, I snore, I steal the blanket, and I sprawl out. Sleeping with me is a nightmare.”

Shi Lan flipped over, his body heat washing over Miao Yang as he pressed the boy down. “It is fine. Go ahead and sleep. If you dare kick me, I will break your legs. Snoring is simple; I will just smother you with a pillow. Stealing the blanket? I will strip you naked and throw you into the yard. As for sprawling out? Heh, I will tie you up and kill you.”

Miao Yang gulped. He dared not sleep with Shi Lan now. He did not know if he actually kicked or snored, but facing Shi Lan’s clearly impatient glare, he felt that if he kept talking, he would be dead in a second. Miao Yang lay down, as stiff and straight as a fresh mummy. Shi Lan’s oppressive gaze lingered on his face before he slowly closed his eyes.

Miao Yang did not dare to sleep. He planned to wait until the man was sound asleep before he tried to drift off himself, just to avoid triggering any executions.

Sigh, these outlaws.

168 reminded him: 【You cannot say it like that; the small world is inherently chaotic!】

Miao Yang: “Chaotic my foot. Go to sleep.” 168: 【Hmph!】