Save the villain and become the villain [Quick Wear]

(Small world transition, you can skip if you are not interested.)

After Qi Yang completed three tasks in a row, the rules of the rescue team were finally perfected and the benefits were finally implemented.

The rescue team is just one of many task groups. The most unsatisfactory thing at present is that the effort and reward are not proportional, and the optimization is mainly reflected in this aspect.

"Half of the merits of the rescued person belong to the person who performs the task." This sentence may seem simple, but it is very valuable. Therefore, it is not a big problem to settle the task evaluation together.

Qi Yang looked very rich, but as he had two money-eating beasts, he was really poor. The extra income from the three worlds arrived at the same time, which instantly solved all his problems.

The main reason is that I got more in the previous world, after all, it is interstellar.

Of course, this kind of thing is also risky, and if you are not careful your merits may be directly deducted into negative numbers.

In addition, because he had committed more killings in the previous world, some merits were deducted from him.

Qi Yang sent 002 and his natal weapon to the main system and logistics department for enhancement and upgrading respectively. After paying a considerable amount of merit, he returned to the dormitory with a tired look on his face.

He was just planning to take a good rest when he received news from several colleagues.

He was very sleepy and a little impatient, but when he saw that they were in a bar, he changed his clothes and went there anyway.

When we arrived at the place, we saw that all the rescue team members were there and it looked like they were doing a team-building activity.

The rescue team is now sparsely populated, with only twenty people. Including Qi Yang, seven of them are from the strategy team, and they are the ones who have stayed the longest. I don't know if it's because they thought that they would apply for a job change sooner or later, so they simply transferred them to other positions in advance.

Twenty people gathered together to chat and drink, and the first thing they discussed was the tasks they had completed since joining the group. After hearing that Qi Yang, the veteran raider, had slept with the people he was trying to rescue in three consecutive worlds, everyone looked at him with an indescribable look in their eyes.

Qi Yang sat in the booth in a nonchalant manner, the light in his slightly narrowed eyes was a little dim, and he quietly focused on the ice ball that was slowly spinning in the cup as he moved.

Noticing that it was a bit quiet, he raised his eyes and smiled, then turned his head to ask An Yue beside him, quite innocently: "Why are they looking at me like that?"

An Yue prefers making cocktails rather than drinking, which also helps her practice multitasking.

Five golden-red silk threads spread out from her fingertips. As her five fingers moved, she mixed all kinds of things together, shook them, lit a fire, or threw an ice ball, and then pulled them to the table. Everyone could take what they liked.

Hearing this, she rolled her eyes and said, "Maybe they think you are shameless."

Qi Yang smiled and drank the deep green wine in the cup. His moist lips and misty eyes immediately gave off an air of boundless desire, and the atmosphere seemed to become ambiguous.

The colleague who had been interested in him before was now staring at him.

"The rescued people are always to my liking. Is it because the main system has become more humane, or is it because they are attracted by my beauty among all of us and want to win my affection?"

An Yue frowned slightly, and before she knew it, the five wine glasses wrapped with golden and red silk threads were cut in half, and the wine spilled all over the table.

Without anyone noticing who was doing the movement, the wine instantly solidified into ice and then broke into slag, which was scattered on the marble table, reflecting the light, looking extremely gorgeous.

A certain male lead turned around, and the upright colleague glanced at Qi Yang with disdain, but still continued the conversation: "The rescue mission should be issued by those villains. Have you noticed that the missions are difficult recently, but it seems that if you don't go online, you will be killed by the plot?"

Twenty people, sixty missions, but not encountering it once. It is indeed a bit abnormal.

Qi Yang was looking for An Yue to ask for a special adjustment and did not respond.

But there are many people who take over the call.

"If two people paid the price to go back in time together and pushed time forward, it would explain everything."

“This is a win-win situation. No, it’s a win-win situation for all.”

"Thank you. As a worker, I don't want to win this way. In the end, we are the ones who suffer the most."

"Merit is pretty good. It brings a natural affinity buff when communicating with people."

"It's just good to look at. Even if I follow the path of Buddhism, I can't become a saint in one step."

“Do you have that Buddha nature?”

"The mainstream of the Space-Time Bureau is to make one's own strength stronger, and not to rely on external forces. Otherwise, if you look at those treasures in the mall, will there be any merit left?"

"Every time I enter the immortal world, I envy those guys who throw magic weapons and fight."

"I just want to upgrade Tongzi, so I can save up slowly. Why should I suffer so much? Working two jobs every day, and having my body coveted? Oh, I want to go back to the master-apprentice group."

Qi Yang glanced at the colleague whose body was coveted, and remembered that he was the one who was locked up in the small dark room. His expression became subtle again.

"I also want to go back to the cannon fodder group. If I'm associated with the villain, then I'm associated with the protagonist. I just want to be a salted fish."

A group of people complained and drank lively. An Yue was a little absent-minded. After mixing several glasses of wine that was so bitter that it made people tremble with pain in the soul, she stopped and only left a puppet thread.

She mixed a glass of wine based on her intuition, threw a piece of ice in it, pulled it over and took a sip. It was bitter to the core, spicy to the bottom of her eyes, and so cold that it made her bones ache. It was indeed not tasty.

She sighed and added some syrup to it, making it even harder to swallow.

Qi Yang was chatting with others when he heard the sigh. He clinked his cup with hers and said with a smile, "When are you going to take a vacation? Call me then, and I'll be your brother. I'll help you fight back against anyone who bullies you."

An Yue glanced at him and manipulated the puppet thread to add a lethal amount of syrup to his wine: "I've never heard you talk about your past."

"There's nothing much to say. I'm just an ordinary person in the modern world. At best, I'm good-looking, but I can't compare to the brilliant lives of you all." Qi Yang pinched the back of her neck and asked, "Does it hurt?"

An Yue slapped his hand away, then pressed the puppet on her waist, saying unhappily, "I've told you so many times, although you are my sister, you are not of the same sex after all, don't touch me."

"Oh, it's my fault. I was born into a wrong male body. Even my sisters have to keep their distance."

Looking at his pretentious appearance, An Yue's mouth twitched: "If you put it in the ABO article, you are just teasing and molesting nakedly, okay?"

Qi Yang bared his teeth at her, his smile bright but without any frivolity.

An Yue looked at his big white teeth and said after a while: "Then you can be my sister."

"The bottom line is that men dress as women and refuse to change their gender."

"...You have such a low standard. Forget it, just call me when you are on vacation, and I will be your mother."

Because of this sentence, Qi Yang has no plans to take a vacation in the short term.

"By the way, where's your system?"

"Sent it for reinforcement."

An Yue was stunned, then smiled and clinked glasses with him: "Congratulations, but why so soon?"

"The old man taught her well."

"……roll."