Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

When Shen Boyan opened his eyes, he felt something fluffy around his neck.

Warm and soft.

He paused, lifted the quilt, and looked down.

I saw the little black cat huddled into a small ball, lying quietly beside him, with its jet-black tail resting on his arm, the tip of its thin tail fluttering slightly, and its fluff rubbing against him. There was a slightly itchy touch on his shoulders and neck.

Shen Boyan was taken aback.

He has always been a light sleeper, and as long as there is a little noise, he can wake him up.

So... when did the cat get in?

At this moment, the little black cat moved and opened its eyes. The green pupils blinked between the dark fur, then stood up, with its front paws resting on the pillow, straightened its body, and stretched out. Lazy.

Immediately afterwards, it jumped up lightly, onto the bedside table beside it, and began to comb the messy fluff on its body.

Shen Boyan raised his hand to touch it, but was dodged deftly.

The little black cat squatted on the head of the bed, staring at him steadfastly, with a flash of disgust in its eyes.

Shen Boyan withdrew his hand helplessly, and got up from the bed.

He glanced at the food bowl on the side. After a whole night, the cat food in it still had no trace of being tampered with.

Shen Boyan frowned, and began to worry whether the cat would be hungry.

He opened the refrigerator, took out a ham sausage from it, tore open the package, and tentatively handed it to the kitten—since it had eaten ham sausage before, it shouldn’t be too repulsive, although cats shouldn’t have eaten salty ones something, but Shen Boyan was more worried that it hadn't eaten for two days and two nights.

The little black cat jumped down from the bedside table, lowered its head and sniffed the ham sausage in Shen Boyan's hand, and then ate it slowly.

Staring at the little black cat's lowered head, Shen Boyan began to think seriously about the possibility of making cat food by himself.

As soon as the sky outside the window was bright, Shen Boyan walked out of the house with his bag.

He bent down and tentatively touched the top of the little black cat's head.

The tips of the black cat's ears trembled, but this time it didn't dodge directly like before.

Shen Boyan's cold brows and eyes drooped, his dark eyes softened slightly, and his voice was low and low: "Good boy."

After speaking, he turned around and walked out the door.

Ge Xiu watched the door panel close before his eyes, and yawned.

He started wandering around the room.

Since things happened too quickly yesterday and time was quite tight, although Ge Xiu took out a lot of things from Shen Boyan's house by rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he didn't observe the information carefully.

Today he finally had time to explore.

Especially now that he is very interested in the secret hidden behind Shen Boyan.

Ge Xiu lightly jumped onto the table, spun around on it twice, then jumped off and went straight to the bedroom.

There is no trace of any other family members in Shen Boyan's home, not even a single photo - except that he lives alone like himself, he is also not close to his parents and relatives.

Other than that, the room was cleaned up almost spotless, and everything was in good order. Except for the cat food and cat trays that I just bought yesterday, there was basically no fireworks in life, just like Shen Boyan. He just lived here temporarily, and when he returned home every day, he didn't have any extra activities except sleeping-it was as barren and empty as his mobile phone.

There is almost nothing that can show Shen Boyan's personality, hobbies, or food preferences.

Gosho sat back on his pillow and began to wait for the sun to rise.

Soon, brilliant golden morning light fell on the window sill, illuminating the room.

Gosho regained his human form once again.

He skillfully took out the clothes and hat from Shen Boyan's closet, and then left his apartment.

Ge Xiu returned to the place where Chen Ziyan lived and bought a computer with the remaining money in his account.

The shortage of funds is the most serious problem at present.

Chen Ziyan only has basic living expenses every month, and if he wants to be steady and ready to deal with all changes in this world, money is a necessity.

The weapons of the last world are no longer available.

Because there have been large-scale wars in this world, weapons are more strictly controlled, and there are no private armed forces or private arms companies, and Gosho and he don’t want to deal with government officials—because their background checks are too strict, The procedure is also more complicated, and most importantly, without private bidding, it will be difficult to raise the price and obtain high profits.

However, the way to get money is still very fast.

Especially under the premise of having more cash technology.

So Gexiu chose the simplest and fastest way - after all, the time he can use in a day has been shortened by half, and he is still living in someone else's home. The most important thing to consider now is whether he can solve the problem quickly .

He used system loopholes to hack into the backstage of several large multinational companies, and transferred out the unreported amount in small sums many times. After three rounds of cleaning and turnover in the market, he used overseas virtual servers to remit to his account.

According to Gexiu's understanding, international relations in this world are far more complicated than in the previous world, and the transfer of money is more difficult to track across borders. In addition, these multinational companies often rarely report their accounts completely and truthfully, but use various Various ways to avoid tax - such as setting up hidden accounts, etc., so even if they find that their accounts are not right, they can only suffer a dull loss.

What's more, Gexiu is confident that he will not be able to be traced.

In just a few hours, tens of millions were remitted to the anonymous account under the virtual identity he created.

Gosho narrowed his eyes and stretched himself on the chair. The hat fell off with his movement, revealing a pair of fluffy black cat ears again.

He stared at his reflection on the computer screen, frowning.

As long as these obvious characteristics exist, one's own actions will be greatly restricted.

Ge Xiu raised his hand and pulled his ear.

The soft cat ears trembled subconsciously with his movements, but there was no tendency to hide them.

However, even if these features are completely hidden by clothes and hats, it does not mean that they are absolutely safe.

There are still machines in this world that detect pedestrians at random. If Ge Xiu was not born with the ability to "see" the existence of those detection wavelengths, otherwise it would be difficult for him to return safely from Shen Boyan's apartment to his own. .

Ge Xiu rubbed the pair of fluffy ears, the delicate fluff felt like cold satin.

— but the touch is pretty good.

Ge Xiu sighed and put his hands down.

However... the method of hiding one's identity is not completely non-existent.

Ge Xiu stared thoughtfully at the completely blacked out computer screen, and the metal collar worn by Shen Boyan flashed through his mind—obviously, the collar can suppress the mutation of the lycanthropist's gene to some extent , although it was before they changed, but if you can figure out the principle, it shouldn't be very difficult to temporarily hide the characteristics of the transformed lycanthropist.

He started looking for blueprints for the collar.

However, whether it is the blueprint of the collar or the more in-depth research on lycanthropists, they are all state secrets, and there is almost no possibility of obtaining them without breaking through the firewall of the Ministry of Defense. Before Gosho is fully prepared, He is not prepared to expose his existence in advance.

The road is blocked.

Then, there is only one last method left-that is to disassemble and observe the metal collar up close, so that the internal structure can be explored.

Ge Xiu turned off the computer, turned his head and looked at the time outside the window - there were still a few hours left before the sun went down.

He bent down to pick up the hat and put it back on his head.

After Shen Boyan came back tonight, he might be able to conduct further observation and research on the collar.

Ge Xiu turned off the computer, turned and walked outside.

The sky is clear, and the light orange sunset glow spreads across the sky, dyeing the whole world a beautiful orange red.

Ge Xiu stopped at the street corner and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The setting sun in the distance is reflected in the depths of his eyes, like flames burning in the depths of the abyss, jumping silently and silently.

At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Chen Ziyan?"

Gosho was taken aback.

——This is the name of his current body.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw a tall and thin man walking over. Although he also wore a metal collar around his neck, his expression was not the same as that of the wearer Ge Xiu had seen so far. same.

There is a gloomy and ruthless temperament between his brows, and he is wearing a school uniform casually. The patterns on it are very familiar, and he should be a student of the same school as him.

Ge Xiu glanced behind him calmly.

There were two other people following him, also wearing collars.

The tall and thin student came over with a fake smile on his face: "I haven't seen you at school these days, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

"It's class time now." Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows casually: "Aren't you also in school?"

Luo Cheng's expression turned cold, and the hypocritical smile from before gradually disappeared from his face. With a sneer, he approached: "You have been hiding from us for so long, you are so brave."

The other two also slowly walked towards Gexiu's direction.

"Did you bring the money?" Luo Cheng's face was filled with malice: "And I brought two brothers with me today, so it's unreasonable not to give three copies?"

Ge Xiu was not surprised by the emergence of this situation.

The hidden lycanthropists who wear collars are excluded from the social order in all aspects, and this differentiated treatment will lead them to tend to group together internally, and use relatively high-connected groups to deal with the invisible discrimination and discrimination of the whole society. oppression, and resentment and hostility towards normal groups of people will gradually grow in their hearts.

What Gexiu didn't expect was that such a thing would happen to him.

And according to the current situation, these people may have blackmailed Chen Ziyan many times before.

He looked away boredly, turned around and walked out of the alley - his time was precious, and he was too lazy to waste it on these people.

When Luo Cheng saw that he was about to leave, he was suddenly furious. He raised his hand to grab Ge Xiu's arm, but the other party dodged him directly.

Ge Xiu frowned: "I advise you not to ask for trouble."

Luo Cheng felt that he was losing face, he gritted his teeth, and rushed up aggressively, but the figure of the other party was as slippery as a fish, and he couldn't be caught at all. One of them took advantage of Ge Xiu's back When he was looking at him, he rushed over - but the seemingly slender boy seemed to have eyes behind his back, and directly dodged to avoid his attack, but the hat on his head was knocked off in the process of advancing and retreating.

In the next second, the air seemed to freeze.

Between the black hair, two fluffy cat ears stick out from the top of the head, looking small and cute, like some delicate decorations.

—if not one of them shivered in the cold wind.

Luo Cheng was stunned, and didn't hold back the movement in his hands for a moment - this time, Ge Xiu didn't hide anymore, but let him catch his shoulder without dodging or avoiding.

He sighed helplessly.

"Look at what I said before?" The young man raised his head, his handsome face glowed with a smooth texture like porcelain under the setting sun, and the corners of his pale lips slightly raised, revealing a pure and innocent smile:

"Now, you can't leave if you want to."

The author has something to say: If you don’t listen to Mao Mao’s words, you will suffer in front of your eyes