In Xie Yan’s understanding, the Children of Destiny were all bound by wonderful words like justice, kindness, and compassion.
Although such people always liked to go against him, Xie Yan felt it was entirely normal; after all, who made him the Supreme Lord of all demons?
“Tsk tsk, could the Heavenly Dao of this realm have gone blind?”
He had to remember that the old man of Heavenly Dao in his own world wished he could chase after him with heavenly tribulation lightning every single day.
It was fortunate that he was born a demonic seed with extremely tenacious vitality.
[Mm-mm! Let go of the system!]
The small white egg began to thrash around.
After finishing the plot summary, Xie Yan finally deigned to let it out of the tattered cloth.
Gaining freedom at last, the small white egg xiu floated a little further away.
“Explain the details.”
[Apart from being created by gods, the formation of a world can also be done by humans themselves through writing. As long as people like the book, desire power is generated, and then a small world is formed.]
Thinking that this was his host’s first contact with such concepts, Xiao Shi didn’t bicker with him over his previous rudeness and clarified the origin.
“I see. So this means it’s a pseudo-world.” Xie Yan understood; a pseudo-world did not possess any Heavenly Dao.
A pseudo-world lacked Heavenly Dao, lacked order, and could collapse at any moment.
[That’s right, the appearance of System Xiao Shi is precisely to save small worlds facing imminent collapse.]
“You’re not a cannon fodder counterattack system?”
[Ahem! I’m just filling in temporarily.]
A major event had recently occurred in the quick-transmigration realm: the Lord God, who had gone on vacation, was stabbed to death by someone!
Although it was only an avatar, it still caused the Lord God’s energy to leak unstably, affecting countless small worlds and causing cannon fodder characters to awaken one after another.
Just like that, it was temporarily grabbed by the Main System to fill the shift.
“I’ve arrived, but where did the original owner go?” Xie Yan asked the final doubt in his heart.
[Ahem, the original owner went to reincarnate!] Cannon fodder who awakened their consciousness were naturally unwilling to remain cannon fodder anymore, so they either blackened or committed suicide.
Receiving the original owner’s strong intent to die, it brought the host over here, while the original owner went off to be reincarnated at the very same time.
Xie Yan nodded, supporting himself with a hand against the nearby large tree as he slowly stood up. His legs had gone numb from squatting.
On the second floor of the villa, a strikingly handsome man sat in a wheelchair, gazing through a pane of glass at the young man outside, his dark eyes deep and profound.
Gu Huaichen had come up to his bedroom to change clothes and wash his face when he inadvertently glanced at the young man outside the window, squatting alone under a tree as if feeling vexed, looking so pitiful and helpless.
Yet he knew these were merely illusions; the provocative and unbridled look at the banquet could not possibly be faked just by acting.
Xie Yan raised his gaze toward the direction of the man, naturally seeing nothing due to the one-way glass window.
What he saw instead was a strangely shaped yet magnificent large house.
As the banquet came to an end, the formally and lavishly dressed men and women left in succession. Seeing Xie Yan standing outside, all of them revealed looks of disdain.
“You still have the face to stay here? Do you know what kind of huge disaster you caused today?” At that moment, a chubby middle-aged man walked toward him, launching into a furious, head-to-toe scolding.
“The whole proper banquet was completely ruined by you. As expected of someone who can’t take the stage.”
“I said we shouldn’t have brought him. It’s just that Xiao Ran is too soft-hearted and couldn’t withstand him nagging us. Now it’s fine; how are we supposed to cooperate with the Gu family from now on?” A meticulously dressed woman followed closely behind the chubby man, and beside her stood a fair-skinned, delicate, and gentle-looking young man.
This young man was none other than the protagonist Shou of this small world, Lin Ran, who would later change his name to Xie Ran.
“Mom, stop talking. Xiao Ran definitely didn’t do it on purpose.” The young man’s eyes were red and his smile was somewhat forced, yet even so, he still spoke up for Xie Yan.
“Xiao Ran, you’re just too kind and soft-hearted.” The more Xiao Ran spoke up for Xie Yan, the more Madame Xie loathed Xie Yan.
Clearly, Xiao Ran was the one born from her own womb, yet Xie Yan had stolen the life that originally belonged to him, forcing him to suffer outside for sixteen years.
Whenever she thought of this, Madame Xie felt her heart ache, growing all the more tenderly attached to this biological son who had wandered outside while deeply hating Xie Yan, the fake son.
“Enough! You haven’t embarrassed yourselves enough!” Noticing the subtle gazes cast by the surrounding people, Xie Tianfu pulled the woman toward the car with an ashen face.
“Xiao Ran, I don’t blame you.” Xie Yan left behind those words with red-rimmed eyes before ducking into the car as well.
Without waiting for Xie Yan to speak, nor waiting for Xie Yan to get in, the black car hurried away.
“…”
“………?”
After becoming the Demonic Lord, Xie Yan hadn’t been this speechless for a very long time.
Except when facing the Immortal Lord.
These people were far too capable of talking entirely to themselves.
With the commotion over, the rest of the people also scattered one by one.
“What is that? A magical artifact?” Xie Yan looked curiously at the moving large iron box.
He had received the plot, but lacked the original owner’s memories, let alone any knowledge of modern civilization.
[No, this is a type of transportation tool called a car.]
“Oh.” Xie Yan had only ever ridden in a single-horned carriage, which had a spacious cabin ten times the size of this car.
Before long, the crowd had mostly dispersed.
“Xiao Tianshi, map, I want to sleep.” This body was getting sleepy.
[Oh oh, right away!] Xiao Shi immediately activated the navigation function, except…
Such a distance… walking was obviously out of the question.
[Host, I’d better teach you how to hail a ride!] Having bound himself to an ancient antique of a host, Xiao Shi could only accept his fate.
The system mall did have a universal knowledge package containing settings for various planes, but exchanges required energy, which could only be obtained by completing a world mission.
This could also be considered a test for novice hosts: passing the mission without using any props.
However, the first world mission assigned to a newcomer wouldn’t be too difficult, to begin with.
Xie Yan took out the iron block from his pocket. Was this a mobile phone?
[First, unlock it with your fingerprint…] Xiao Shi floated next to the phone, teaching him how to operate it step by step.
Xie Yan was very smart; he had never touched this gadget before, but the moment Xiao Shi explained it once, he understood.
“…”
[………]
“I can’t hail a ride here.” Mimicking the local terminology, Xie Yan accepted reality.
[……!] The evils of the rich!
[Host, quickly check your contacts list and see if you can find someone to pick you up.]
“The original owner only has one friend, Qi Xiao.” That was the scumbag gong. While speaking, Xie Yan pressed the dial button.
“Beep… beep… Sorry, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.”
[Damn scumbag! He actually won’t answer the phone.]
Xie Yan put the phone back into his trouser pocket and strode toward the main gates of the Gu family villa.
“What do you want?” Before he could even get close, the security guard stopped him.
“I’m looking for Gu Huaichen. Go announce my presence.”
“……?” This fake young master of the Xie family must have something wrong with his brain.
He had splashed a cup of red wine right in the eldest young master’s face in public. It would already be a miracle if the Gu family didn’t take the initiative to look for trouble with him, yet he actually dared to seek them out on his own initiative!
“Move along. The eldest young master doesn’t want to see you.”
“I want to apologize to him for what happened just now.”
The young man lowered his eyes. Viewed from an outsider’s perspective, he carried quite a bit of that helpless and pitiful flavor.
The security guard uncle hesitated. The young man was handsome and happened to be the same age as his son, so he inevitably felt a tinge of sympathy.
He had seen it crystal clear from the outside: Xie Yan, having been driven out, had miserably squatted under a big tree, talking to himself all alone, looking rather pitiful.