Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

The life of a god is long. For thousands of years, Shi Rong and the Evil God traveled around the world and prepared to sleep for a period of time. Before falling asleep, Shi Rong turned into a little doll and lay on the evil god's heart, with a arrogant expression on his face: "I want to sleep with the god on my pillow!"

The evil god touched his head and smiled proudly: "You little villain...you still said you don't like me?"

The little doll closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep...

When Shi Rong woke up again, he was in the system space. As the memories in his mind quickly disappeared, his lost and empty expression gradually became lighter.

The system's voice was numb: "The character performance degree is 96.3%, the plot completeness is 4.5%, and 100 points have been obtained. Return to the real world or continue the mission?"

"Why is the completeness of the plot still so low? Didn't the protagonist appear?"

"……roll."

Shi Rong flattened his mouth in grievance.

Although the memory has disappeared, my spirit is still a little tired. Shi Rong thought for a while and asked the system: "How much money can I redeem with my current points?"

Just a few points, the system doesn’t even need to calculate them: “3500 yuan.”

Shi Rong had a headache and made up his mind: "Let's continue the mission."

"World teleportation...um! How did you..."

Before the system finished speaking, the system space began to oscillate rapidly. As the world was spinning, Shi Rong seemed to hear two voices vaguely, a cold whimper and a man's low and strong threatening voice...

Unable to hear clearly, Shi Rong felt dizzy and lost consciousness...

……

"Master Shi, we're here."

The low-key black Cayenne stopped on the side of the road. The driver turned his head and whispered to the beautiful young man sitting in the back seat.

The lonely young man held his forehead with his thin wrist and looked out the window indifferently. He has a pair of beautiful cat eyes, slightly narrow at the ends and slightly red. His eyes were dark and showed no mood swings. The lips were pale and bloodless, looking like fragile glass.

Even his voice was as if it had been tempered by frost, and it was cold and refreshing: "Yes."

Shi Rong lowered his eyes and opened the vx interface on his phone. The person at the top of the list still hadn't sent a message.

After stroking the man's profile picture with his fingers, Shi Rong closed the phone and opened the car door.

The driver saw this and got out of the car. He opened the trunk and picked up Shi Rong's luggage: "Master Shi, I will carry the luggage. You can just lead the way."

Shi Rong said nothing and put down his hand.

H University is one of the most prestigious schools in the country, and it is the beginning of the semester in September. Logically speaking, the campus should be bustling with traffic and people coming and going. However, it is now [-]:[-] in the evening, it is getting late, and there are not many people on campus.

Shi Rong is a freshman in the art department.

He had very little luggage, no bedding and only two suitcases. Despite this, the driver was still panting from exhaustion - his dormitory building was on the fifth floor and there was no elevator.

College students are all in their youth, and their eyes are very direct and not much concealed. His eyes were filled with contempt for Shi Rong's careless behavior, mixed with a hint of surprise.

Shi Rong saw it but didn't care. He found his dormitory number and pushed the door open.

It is a four-person dormitory, and beds have been selected during the summer vacation. Therefore, when he saw some rags on his bed, Shi Rong took a few steps back and looked at the room number.

There is nothing wrong with 506.

"Are you a new classmate? Hello, come in." The boy who was making the bed raised his head. He had a beautiful face, a gentle smile, and looked like a person who was easy to talk to.

Shi Rong walked a few steps inside, and the driver moved the two suitcases into the dormitory, "Master Shi, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Shi Rong said: "You can go back."

The man who greeted him stood there with an awkward look on his face. He raised his head to face a handsome boy on the bed, and said with a bit of ridicule in his voice: "Hey, why do you need a young master to come to school in person? Xiaomi, ignore him. "

Mi Rong smiled softly, "We are all roommates, Xiaojia, don't say that..."

Shi Rong had no time to watch these two people acting in front of him, and interrupted them with a cold voice: "Who put the rags on my bed? Please take them away."

tattered? The smile on Mi Rong's face stiffened, and she said a little unspeakably: "It's... mine. I wanted to pack my things, so I put my quilt and pillow on your empty seat. I'm sorry."

Shi Rong turned sideways and motioned for him to take it away.

"Why don't you just put something away? There's no need for the young master to humiliate people like this, right?" The boy named Xiaojia put down his phone and glared at Shi Rong sideways, "Other people's quilts and pillows are tattered, but the young master's bedding is Is it inlaid with gold?"

Shi Rong just doesn't like to talk to people, but it doesn't mean that he is a soft persimmon. He raised his eyes, his pupils were dark, and his voice was very calm: "Are you a dog?"

"What did you say?!"

"Dogs that bite people will be beaten to death." Shi Rong glanced at Mi Rong who was packing things on his bed, "What's more, your master hasn't given an order yet."

"You!" How could Song Jia give up after being humiliated like this? He raised his fist angrily and took two steps forward when he was stopped by Mi Rong.

"Xiaojia, I'm fine. I did something wrong first, don't be angry, you will be punished if you hit someone..."

Amid Mi Rong's persuasion, Song Jia slowly lowered his fist, still glaring at Shi Rong angrily. What is so arrogant about this person? This condescending behavior is really disgusting!

Shi Rong stared at the bedding, socks, snacks and other things on his bed, feeling sick in his throat. He didn't seem to see Song Jia's movements, and urged Mi Rong in a cold voice: "Take your rags."

Mi Rong paused, patted Song Jia comfortingly, and then continued to pack his things. After seeing the socks and underwear on the bed, he bit his lip and said, "I washed them all..."

His home is far away, so he came to stay on campus for a few days in advance. He just collected the clothes that had been dried, but he just forgot to take them...

Shi Rong closed his eyes and said in a disgusted voice: "I'm not interested in hearing this."

Mi Rong reluctantly packed up the things on Shi Rong's bed and put them back on his own bed.

Shi Rong took out his handkerchief, poured some mineral water, and wiped the bed board carefully. When Shi Rong was doing this, Mi Rong looked at him with red eyes, while Song Jia stared at Shi Rong with hatred in his eyes.

After wiping the bed board clean, Shi Rong sat on the chair next to the table and turned on her phone.

The man finally sent a message.

[Fu Zhijing]: I'm sorry Rong Rong, the plane was delayed and I couldn't send Rong Rong to school to report.

[Brother]: I'll be there in half an hour.

[whale]: Fu Zhijing, you are a big liar and I hate you.

After a pause, Shi Rong typed out another line of words.

[whale]:...But if you can arrive in time, I will forgive you.