【Four Worlds Completed】
In the Quick Transmigration worlds, there exists a group of male protagonists.
They do not act like young wolves or puppies, skillfully cooing and acting cute, easily saying things like “I love you so much, sister.”
They do not engage in playful banter and bickering like peers, entangled in relationships of childhood sweethearts or sudden encounters.
They are older than the female protagonists, possessing more life experience and deeper personal histories.
Thus, they may be rigid and taciturn, or extremely controlling, or forceful in their methods, or overwhelmingly possessive, or dangerously obsessive…
Task performers assigned to these male protagonists have repeatedly failed and lodged complaints. As the distorted values of these male protagonists threatened to destabilize the worlds, the headquarters decided to make one final attempt by dispatching a special agent.
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Inside the Quick Transmigration Management Headquarters, Wuning, designated as Agent 0225612, awoke from her dormant state.
【Long time no see.】
Her former system greeted her on the electronic screen.
Wuning smiled. “Long time no see. Is there another mission?”
Quick Transmigration Bureau special agents have fixed mission types and dormant periods. During non-mission times, they are all in a state of dormancy to recover their Mental Power.
【Yes. The mission invitation is now being issued. Please check.】
While Wuning reviewed the details, the system explained why she had been selected.
【Previously, all dispatched task performers were oriented toward love and conquest. However, these men are truly a bit ungrateful. This time, headquarters has decided to activate an X-Agent.】
X represents infinite possibilities—a unique designation for a small, rare group of special agents who cannot be graded or categorized.
They may not necessarily possess extraordinary abilities, but they can, and they all share the trait of being emotionally rich and skilled in empathy, even if it is not always apparent on the surface.
【Among the currently dormant X-Agents, your profile is the best fit. So, if you have no other objections, the channel will open in half an hour.】
Wuning always fully accepted missions, but she had previously been a non-romance-oriented task performer, more akin to an NPC that drives the plot.
She expressed some concern. “I’m not good at dealing with male protagonists.”
【It’s fine. The first world will allow you to start adapting from an NPC identity.】 The system reassured her.
【Given the special circumstances of the mission, your identity will also be randomly refreshed and will not always be the original female protagonist.】
Wuning indicated she had no issues and stood up to change into her mission suit, which would facilitate scanning her various physical data.
A short while later, the channel opened.
【Additionally, due to the special circumstances of the male protagonists in these worlds, I may lose contact with you in the early stages. But rest assured, headquarters is right behind you.】
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Interstellar Year 107. A starship was dispatched from the military academy of Central Star.
The passengers were newly graduated medics, assigned to various combat units for training and missions.
However, during its journey, the starship accidentally entered a contaminated Dark Sky Zone and lost contact.
Inside the starship cabin, as soon as Wuning regained consciousness, she felt intense turbulence.
A dull pain throbbed in her forehead; touching it, she found blood.
Dark red emergency lights illuminated the cabin, making it look like a living hell.
Wuning quickly absorbed the original host’s personal information, swiftly unbuckled her safety belt, and, while others around her were still panicking, ran toward the cockpit.
The gravitational field here was different from Earth’s, causing her to stumble several times along the way.
The two pilots were already unconscious. Outside, it was pitch black, with unknown creatures continuously colliding against the hull.
Drawing from her limited past experience and the original host’s memories, Wuning fumbled and found the emergency communication line. However, a key code was required to initiate the call.
She had no idea what it was.
A faint, grating creak echoed from above. Wuning realized what was happening and immediately unbuckled the pilot’s safety harness, desperately dragging them away from the cockpit.
“Help me!” she shouted outside.
However, these medics had never left the academy before. Their first mission had mistakenly led them into the extremely dangerous Dark Sky Zone, and they were all terrified.
Two medics at the front gritted their teeth and helped drag the pilot, but before they could completely leave the cockpit, the glass suddenly shattered!
Something had gotten in!
Everyone screamed in panic. The other two quickly threw the unconscious pilot toward Wuning and roared to close the cockpit door.
Wuning’s heart also lurched violently, her pupils trembling. There was no time to react.
In her past missions, her roles had always been supporting characters or even bystanders. Neither the knowledge nor the skills she had learned were top-tier.
Being vaguely aware of the danger earlier was already her current limit.
Was she going to die here right at the start?
The next second, a silver arc of light swept in from outside the shattered glass ahead.
Even though the Dark Sky Zone was a windless, stagnant, eerie spatial domain, Wuning distinctly felt an icy-cold wind rush against her cheeks.
It was gone in an instant.
At that moment, a blinding light flared outside.
Wuning clearly saw the monster disintegrate into pieces before her eyes.
Her gaze shifted past the monster’s remains to the outside.
A tall, slender figure stood there.
The intense light gradually weakened as it was absorbed by the surrounding Dark Matter. Someone had broken through to rescue them.
“Shut up, you useless lot! Make another sound, and I’ll throw you all out. Damn it, why are they all useless medics?” a deep, hoarse voice grumbled in displeasure.
“If you had eyes and a brain, you’d have done more research before the mission,” followed an elegant, clear voice.
But the words weren’t as pleasant as they sounded. “Now, grab your gear and follow me. Do as I say. Anyone who lags or falls behind, I’ll stuff them into a monster’s belly.”
“Medics. I hate medics the most. Why not just toss them all out and say we couldn’t save them?” another muffled voice chimed in.
“Wouldn’t that tarnish our record? We could cut off their limbs one by one and see what they’re capable of,” someone suggested with a low chuckle, their tone flippant.
The medics were terrified, trembling as they complied.
Suddenly, someone let out a muffled cry of horror. “Heavens! It’s the 191 Phantom Squad!”
The sound was choked in their throat, seemingly even more terrified than before.
Wuning knew why.
Squad 191 was notorious, filled with reckless lunatics and psychopaths.
But they were also the most formidable against the Dark Sky Zone.
Especially their leader—
Bo Yin stepped through the shattered cockpit window, bending down to effortlessly lift the two unconscious pilots.
Passing by Wuning, he spoke coldly, “Follow.”
The monsters outside were temporarily dealt with.
But rescue ships capable of entering the Dark Sky Zone could only carry a maximum of ten people at a time. There were over twenty medics present alone, requiring evacuation in batches.
The crowd grew restless and anxious. One young man urgently spoke up, “Shouldn’t we prioritize based on academic performance? After all, the most capable are the ones who survive on the battlefield!”
The Dark Sky Zone was dangerous at any moment. He didn’t want to die here before even joining the First Legion!
Students with lower grades protested indignantly.
The man beside Wuning issued a low, warning growl. “Quiet.”
The special forces soldier with the pleasant voice earlier chuckled softly, “You’re right.”
The boy nodded eagerly, “Then we…”
“But,” the special forces soldier grinned and pulled out a dagger, pressing it against his throat, “I refuse.”
They casually grabbed the students and threw them into the rescue ship, slapping anyone who dared to make a sound.
The unconscious pilot was carried inside, but Wuning wasn’t so lucky—she was left waiting on the spot.
The remaining students grew anxious and worried, praying one after another.
Wuning tried to contact the system, but to no avail.
Fortunately, the mission information had been transmitted along with her.
Wuning lowered her gaze to check.
【Mission objectives as follows.】
【191 Phantom Squad.】
Wuning looked up in surprise, her eyes meeting the gray gaze of a man not far away.
Huh?
Her?
Winning over these five lunatics? At this difficulty level?
…She could hardly imagine how much compensation her colleagues in romance-oriented missions must be getting.
World One 【Completed HE】: Western Fantasy Sci-Fi Battlefield Mental Power Soothing and Invasion Masked Male Lead A Group of Obsessive Madmen Devoted to the Female Lead, Open-Ended Conclusion, Extra Chapter 1vn