The Male Leads Who Are Becoming Stranger and Stranger [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

At seven o’clock in the evening, everyone arrived at the designated building on time.

However, two people were missing: Yang Yang and Tang Yu.

She Yi could roughly guess that something must have happened to Yang Yang’s parents; otherwise, having promised to arrive on time in the evening, they wouldn’t have broken the appointment. After a moment of hesitation, he turned to look at Jian Yan, his gaze flickering with a touch of worry.

“Xiao Yan, Yang Yang and the others…”

“With Tang Yu there, nothing will happen.”

Looking at the beautiful face so close at hand, he saw two soft, slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and eyelids lowered, betraying deep anxiety. Even upon hearing his words of reassurance, the worry and unease remained.

For some reason, Jian Yan found this scene somewhat of an eyesore.

Yes, you are just like this offering the same concern and consideration to everyone, kind to the point of stupidity.

What is there to care about others? You only need to care about me!

Startled by his own inner thoughts, Jian Yan looked away, his thin lips pressed tight.

No one knew that beneath his surface—calm, waveless, and even somewhat cold—his internal emotions were surging with unparalleled intensity.

[Protagonist’s Current Favorability: 75]

She Yi glanced at him with some surprise.

Although he didn’t know why the favorability had suddenly increased for no apparent reason, it was still a good thing.

Entering this commercial building dozens of stories high, the group followed a man to the eighth floor. Sweeping a glance across the space, it looked like a massive gymnasium, yet it was packed with a dense crowd of people.

Hearing the sound of the elevator opening, everyone turned their heads in unison to look over.

As if uncomfortable being stared at by so many people, She Yi timidly tried to shrink back a little. However, a hand suddenly draped over his shoulder, fixing him in place.

She Yi froze at this sudden touch, and then felt a warm breath brushing against his ear. His body trembled sensitively from the stimulation, and the tips of his ears flushed a faint red.

“Don’t be afraid,” Jian Yan whispered, leaning very close to him.

She Yi nodded stiffly. Feeling as though a nod wasn’t enough, he added in a small voice:

“I’m not afraid…”

Just a bit unaccustomed to this…

Jian Yan said nothing more, because the middle-aged man who had invited them to join the organization at noon was walking toward them.

However, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of that slightly reddened ear—a round, porcelain-white, lovely thing stained with a touch of crimson. It looked… quite delicious.

Jian Yan composed himself and silently looked away.

Once certain things have that thin veil lifted, one becomes increasingly focused, increasingly concerned, and increasingly… submerged.

[Protagonist’s Current Favorability: 80]

…

Next came the middle-aged man’s various warm inquiries and high praise; in short, he was an expert at delivering the kind of rhetoric meant to win people’s hearts.

Then came the formal introduction.

The middle-aged man was named Shen Kuan, and he called this organization of over a thousand people the “Doomsday Redemption Base.” In his words, he hoped that all homeless survivors in the apocalypse could have a safe place to live.

The words sounded somewhat hypocritical, but for people who had suffered immensely during this period, they fell for it completely.

Beneath Shen Kuan, there were ten captains, each managing over a hundred people. However, when Shen Kuan appointed Jian Yan as the eleventh captain in front of everyone, the silent space erupted instantly.

Voices of doubt and disagreement were endless, with the most intense reactions coming from the ten existing captains.

They had gone through untold hardships to reach their positions—why should this kid get to be a captain the moment he arrived!

This intense sound of opposition was silenced instantly when Jian Yan walked expressionlessly to a wall and unleashed a punch of flames, blowing apart half the wall in an instant.

In the deathly silence that followed, Shen Kuan chuckled and patted Jian Yan on the shoulder, facing the crowd.

“Everyone has seen Xiao Jian’s ability. This captain’s position is absolutely well-deserved. I believe Xiao Jian will make even greater contributions to the organization in the future! Isn’t that right?”

Using a shamelessly familiar nickname to bridge the distance between them, his final question was clearly directed at Jian Yan.

Without any sign of abnormality, Jian Yan cooperated and nodded.

“Yes.”

“Haha, good! Very good!”

This introductory meeting, filled with undercurrents of confrontation, ended at ten o’clock at night.

Back at the villa, She Yi was so exhausted he collapsed directly onto the sofa.

During those three hours, aside from Jian Yan, who received the most attention, he was the next in line. People kept flocking to his side for all sorts of reasons.

In contrast to the potential jealousy and lukewarm treatment shown toward Jian Yan, the newly appointed eleventh captain, they showed She Yi boundless enthusiasm. He believed that if Jian Yan hadn’t been standing right beside him, he would have been swallowed by the crowd long ago.

Those burning gazes truly made his skin crawl.

“In the future, don’t pay attention to those people. Don’t pay attention to anyone.”

Your eyes only need to look at me!

A shadow loomed over him, followed by Jian Yan’s slightly hoarse voice. She Yi opened his eyes, and his gaze immediately collided with the other’s dark eyes against the light deep in a way that was hard to decipher.

She Yi was stunned for a moment, then his lips curled up, leaking a happy smile. He was glad that Xiao Yan had returned to his former self.

“Mhm!”

After giving him one last deep look, Jian Yan went up to the second floor with a complex heart.

Jian Yan was very clear on one point: he actually felt desire for this person who had “betrayed” him in his past life!

Seeing him show a shy smile to others, seeing those people approaching him with lustful expressions, he felt a desperate urge to blast those with lewd thoughts about him into dust!

Jian Yan looked at his palm, slowly clenching it into a fist, a sharp glint of ruthlessness flashing in his deep, dark eyes.

Since you have provoked me, don’t ever think about escaping!

In this life, if we must go to hell, let’s go together

[Protagonist’s Current Favorability: 90]

In the living room, She Yi, who was resting, heard the mechanical voice in his head and hooked his lips into a faint smile.

Next, it was time for the next step…

Betrayal.

…

The next day, Yang Yang and Tang Yu, who had disappeared for the night, returned.

Anyone with eyes could see the sorrow surrounding Yang Yang, almost tangible. No words were needed; everyone knew the answer.

“Who did it?”

Jian Yan looked at Yang Yang calmly. After receiving a hateful answer, he threw an unsheathed broadsword to him.

“Tell me, do you want revenge!”

“Yes!”

The tragic roar and the resentful expression explained everything.

Jian Yan walked to his side and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“The day you kill your enemy with your own hands is not far away. You will have your wish.”

This incident seemed to become a turning point, a fuse. A “virus” named Jian Yan began to spread within the “Doomsday Redemption Base.” In just half a month, he had nearly hollowed out Shen Kuan’s power.

Shen Kuan, completely oblivious to this, became a leader with authority in name only.

Finally, one day, during a mission to gather supplies outside S City, a blatant scheme completely dealt with Shen Kuan, and the “Doomsday Redemption Base” officially changed hands.

As the newly appointed one of the six giants of S City, he held a banquet and invited the leaders of the other five organizations. Everyone gave him face and attended.

Bai Mu, one of the leaders of the six organizations in S City, was also among those invited. As if forgetting his previous behavior of refusing to save them, Jian Yan’s attitude was humble and polite, treating him the same as everyone else.

Tonight was a happy occasion, so everyone inevitably drank a bit much. While Jian Yan was busy dealing with the others, an unexpected person quietly approached She Yi…

“Xiao Yi.”

A somewhat surprised voice came from behind. She Yi turned around, and his slightly tipsy eyes cleared instantly upon seeing the visitor. Biting his silver teeth, a hint of anger appeared on his face, which was incapable of hiding emotions.

Finally remembering the current situation, he couldn’t help but force his head away and walked away quickly as the person approached.

“Hey, Xiao Yi, wait.”

The voice coming from behind again made She Yi quicken his pace. However, in the next second, his fast-moving steps came to a sudden halt upon hearing a sentence clearly whispered by the other party.

“I know you want to help Jian Yan…”

Bai Mu slowly approached the person who had stopped and whispered in his ear:

“…take down S City, right?”

She Yi whipped his head around, glaring at him fiercely: “What do you want to say?!”

After not seeing him for a while, Bai Mu found that he seemed even more charming, carrying a heart-pounding quality that invited one to commit a crime.

His gaze swept over the black long hair tied behind the head, and his mind unconsciously conjured an image of the other letting his hair down, paired with this handsome face that seemed to blur gender boundaries…

His eyes darkened with shadow. Bai Mu could clearly feel that the desire to play with him ruthlessly was rising again, stronger than ever before.

Looking at those eyes that had become exceptionally gorgeous due to anger, his body involuntarily drifted closer to him…

His body was pushed away hard; the sudden movement made Bai Mu stagger back two steps. He saw the other person glare at him once more while seemingly suppressing rage, and then brush past him and leave.

Bai Mu wanted to grab him, but from the corner of his eye, he spotted Jian Yan coming this way. He lowered his voice and spoke the moment the other passed him:

“If you’re the one asking, I can help…”

She Yi’s movements paused for a moment, and then he left without hesitation. After a few steps, Bai Mu’s voice still drifted from afar:

“I’ll be waiting for your good news”

“What good news?”

The two voices sounded less than two seconds apart. The latter, a familiar voice, made She Yi turn his head slightly, only to see Jian Yan actually engaging in conversation with Bai Mu. His brow furrowed, but he did nothing, trusting in his heart that his good friend would not suffer any loss.

She Yi went to a hidden corner. The anger in his heart toward Bai Mu’s previous refusal to help had not dissipated; as if venting, he picked up a glass of water on the table and drained it in one gulp.

Eh?

She Yi licked his lips; this “water” tasted quite good…

His gaze couldn’t help but fall back onto the table…

When Jian Yan finished his conversation with Bai Mu, he discovered a certain dead-drunk person in this corner. His gaze swept over the dozen or so tall glasses lying scattered in front of him, and he felt the veins on his forehead throb slightly.

Ultimately, Jian Yan walked over and helped the person up. After saying a word to Tang Yu, he took the person and left the banquet.

They say that drunk people are unreasonable, but this didn’t seem to apply to She Yi. From the banquet back to the villa, he was quiet throughout, neither noisy nor disruptive, which saved Jian Yan a lot of trouble.

Helping the person lie down in the bedroom, Jian Yan, who intended to go make some hangover soup, was grabbed by the hand by the bleary-eyed She Yi. His instinctive urge to pull away unexpectedly vanished without a movement at the other’s soft murmur.

“Xiao Yan…”

As if comfortably rubbing against him, yet seemingly bothered by something poking him, She Yi slightly opened his dazed eyes and turned to look at the “thing” making him uncomfortable.

A few hints of confusion appeared on his face, yet he happily reached out to poke that “thing.”

“…Ring… Xiao Yan’s… I want one too… same as Xiao Yan’s… a pair… a couple…”

At this moment, Jian Yan’s reason told him he should immediately withdraw his hand, yet hearing those fragmented words, he actually allowed the other’s behavior—which almost touched his bottom line to try to figure out how to take off his jade ring.

However, a space that has recognized a master cannot be taken off by anyone unless the master is willing.

Jian Yan sat down leaning against the bedside, his gaze falling on the other’s blurred face with an unidentifiable expression.

It was undeniable that this drunk appearance was lethally charming. Snow-white skin stained with a faint flush, a faint scent of wine lingering around him…

With a gaze carrying a certain restrained meaning lingering on that perfect face, Jian Yan’s voice was suppressed and hoarse.

“Just now, what did you and Bai Mu talk about?”

This kind of moment was also the most suitable for asking certain things.

As Jian Yan’s words fell, She Yi’s drunken expression seemed to flicker with a few hints of confusion, followed by a hard frown, the dislike on his face being particularly obvious.

“…Don’t like him, don’t like…”

“Why?”

An irrepressible trace of joy rose in his heart.

“…People who hurt Xiao Yan… I hate them all!”

Truth comes out after wine.

Jian Yan, who had temporarily lowered his guard, discovered that the other seemed quite obsessed with his jade ring, even pressing his entire body against him in order to take it off.

An unidentifiable color swirled deep within his dark eyes.

“You really want it?”

She Yi nodded vigorously.

“The same as Xiao Yan’s, want it!”

Jian Yan did not suspect that he might have discovered the secret of space. In this life, he had not mentioned it to anyone, and thereafter… he would not speak of it either.

Deep within those dark, bottomless eyes, there remained a persistent, icy rationality. If She Yi wanted to complete the second main mission, he would have to shatter it!

But looking at it now, it was still far from enough…

As if there were a pair of indifferent black eyes, in the posture of a bystander, watching quietly.

On that face, which was identical to She Yi’s in this world, not a single trace of drunkenness could be seen.