Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Gosho woke up in bed.

There is a thick curtain above the head. Although the light is dim and dim, it can still be clearly recognized that this is not his temporary residence.

He pressed his own aching forehead, and let out a painful moan—the aftereffects of the hangover began to appear slowly, his limbs were stiff and heavy as if rusted, and his ears were full of chaotic buzzing.

The sunlight outside the window spilled in through the heavy curtains, leaving a brilliant golden gap on the carpet and the foot of the bed, and fine dust floated in the air.

Ge Xiu slowly got up from the bed, lifted the quilt and glanced at himself, his forehead hurt again.

very good.Naked again.

He really shouldn't be switching between merman and human forms so often - it's really uncomfortable to feel empty.

Gexiu covered himself with a quilt, and fell back on the bed again, bouncing on the thick cushion, the soft quilt and mattress wrapped him tightly, the memory of last night seemed to be unscrewed Like a faucet, the water dripped back slowly.

There were parts he couldn't really remember.

How he separated from Christine, and how he came to this room, the memory of this period seems to be fragmented, and he can't remember a single picture at all.

As for what happens next...

As he thought hard, intermittent fragments flooded into his mind.

The gorgeous and dreamy light and shadow, the bitter aroma of citrus in the cold pool water, and the chaotic white foam——

as well as……

Ge Xiu's eyes widened suddenly - no way?

He raised his hand to touch his lips.

Soft and cold.

However, the scorching hot feeling from before seemed to still be on it, and once again it became faintly hot with the memory, and the temperature spread rapidly, extending from the lips to the cheeks.

Gosho closed his eyes abruptly.

He buried his head in the soft pillow, and then jerked the quilt over his head, as if he could drive the other things that happened yesterday out of his mind.

Fuck...really...

kiss?

Ge Xiu curled up habitually under the quilt, frowned, and stared intently at the dark and narrow space in front of him, as if he was thinking about some major matter of life and death.

Mainly...how is this possible?

At this time, what he said to Christine when he was chatting with Christine before flashed through his mind - "Is it fascinated"?

Rowett...fascinated by him?

impossible.

This is a virtual world, which was born specifically to make him suffer and eliminate evil. Why would a virtual character have feelings for him?Especially feelings other than malice?

Moreover, every world seems to have such a figure.

He remembered Lu Lai's hug.

With the kiss that Leno branded on his hand.

and this time...

Ge Xiu once again raised his hand to touch his lips, this time he quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been scalded.

For some reason, he still had a hard time believing the truth of the matter.

He forced himself to divert his attention away from it, and turned to think about a deeper problem, trying to establish a logical relationship that made sense.

The picture of the previous data disintegration flashed through my mind again.

And when everything around is melting, the strength in one's hand is still gradually increasing and the temperature of the other's lips.

Gosho narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

—Is this person real?

If it is true, then new questions will emerge——

Why would the group of people who want to be punished in the virtual world allow such a character not made of data to exist in this punishing world?

Did they know he existed?

Or... is it all just a trap?This seemingly non-virtual existence may be just an illusion. The manipulator behind the scenes induces himself to believe in his existence to achieve some deeper purpose.

Ge Xiu sat up, he lifted the quilt, jumped down, his cold white feet sank deeply into the soft and thick carpet.

Regardless of the possibility, the only thing that is certain now is that there must be an invisible person behind the loss of my memory, my arrest on the deserted star, and even the subsequent jail trial and final punishment decision in the virtual world. Hands are in control.

What needs to be clarified most now is the motives of this group of people.

Only by knowing what they want can he use it in turn and even fight back.

Ge Xiu is not prepared to act rashly until he clearly understands the other party's motives.

Gosho looked around the room.

Only then did he see that there were several pieces of clothes neatly stacked on the chair beside him, which should be for himself.

Fits perfectly no matter the size.

Gexiu put on his clothes, and simply adjusted his collar and cuffs. Following Rovitt's previous technique, he picked up the hair tie and tied a crooked knot on the back of his head in an unskilled manner. Hair that was too long was tied up.

He walked out of the room.

As soon as he walked to the door, he heard a low voice from outside, it seemed that Lovett was talking with other people.

Gexiu paused, and opened the door a gap, allowing the sound to come in more clearly.

"……so?"

The man's deep voice was cloudy and unpredictable, and it sounded strange and oppressive.

"This... this... we are still discussing now, and we haven't reached a consistent conclusion..." The voice of the other party stammered, and did not directly answer Lovett's question, but explained with some words that did not convey the meaning Said: "But, but... the data from the blood sample analysis... is indeed like this..."

"Then continue to study." Lovett's voice was indifferent and calm, faintly brewing an impending storm.

The opposite person hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes. We are conducting further analysis on the gene, the laboratory, the laboratory still needs a little time..."

When Gosho pushed the door open, Lovett just turned off the communicator in front of him.

He turned his head to look at Ge Xiu standing at the door, his expression softened, the coldness and gloom deep in his dark eyes suddenly dissipated, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Are you awake?"

Gosho nodded calmly.

Rowett's eyes fell and stayed on the soles of his feet that stepped on the carpet—slender bones, fair skin, thin blue blood vessels winding on the back of the feet, and the toes were hidden in the furry carpet, with an inexplicable sense of vulnerability.

He frowned: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Ge Xiu glanced down at his feet, looked away indifferently, and shrugged: "I didn't find it. Besides, isn't there a carpet in your room?"

He walked towards the sofa beside him, Rowett's gaze followed him, and he said helplessly, "It's right by the bed."

Ge Xiu raised his eyebrows, quite unreasonably willful: "I'm too lazy to wear them."

He curled his body into the soft cushion, yawned, and narrowed his eyes loosely: "And I'm a mermaid, and I'm not afraid of the cold."

Lovett hooked his lips with some amusement, sighed, and said in a compromised way: "Well, if you don't wear it, you don't wear it."

He stood up from the chair, moved his long legs, and walked up to Gexiu in a few steps.

Ge Xiu looked up at him, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be asking silently.

Lovett bent down, his long, bony fingers slid along a strand of hair from his temples and slipped to the back of his head, and with a light pick, the messy knot was torn apart.

The soft blue-purple long hair flowed down.

He nimbly and skillfully gathered Ge Xiu's long hair, and the headband obediently shuttled back and forth, forming a strong and beautiful knot, binding his hair tightly.

Lovett's black eyes were deep, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Okay."

Ge Xiu took a deep look at him, the few words that Christine said last night reappeared in his mind, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked away as if nothing had happened.

Lovett asked, "Are you hungry?"

Gosho nodded.

"What to eat?"

"It's all right." Ge Xiu half-closed his eyes, as if he still didn't get enough sleep, and curled up lazily: "As long as there is sugar after dinner, I don't care."

Lovett flicked his hair, his eyes were a little softer, and he felt that he had a tendency to evolve into an old lady: "Then eat something light. After all, you were hungover yesterday."

The young man nodded.

"correct--"

Lovett turned and walked out, but before he could take a few steps, Gosho's lazy voice came from behind and stopped him:

"...I can go back to my pool after dinner, right? Your Majesty?"

He paused and turned to look at Gexiu.

The boy's blue-purple eyes were half-closed, and there was a strange scrutiny in them, like an outsider watching calmly and rationally, with an inexplicable sense of alienation.

Lovett raised the corner of his lips: "Varen."

……what?

Ge Xiu was slightly taken aback.

Lovett said patiently: "My full name is Warren Lovett, you can call me Warren."

...For an emperor, isn't such a title a bit too intimate...?

Before Gexiu could figure out how to answer, Lovett continued to say slowly: "Your pool was too small, I asked someone to expand it for you. During the construction period, you live in It's fine here."

His tone is still soft, but there is an unquestionable arbitrariness.

Gosho wasn't very surprised.

"Okay then." He nodded casually, yawned lazily, and then nestled back to where he was just now: "Remember to have my game console and tablet delivered to my room. "

"it is good."

The man's footsteps gradually moved away.

Gexiu lay motionless on the sofa, his chin resting on his knees, his eyes drooping slightly, long eyelashes concealing the expression in his eyes.

If the other party is a bait to confuse oneself, it will definitely be inseparable from him.

And he was happy to see it happen.

After all, if he wants to find out the real purpose of those behind the scenes, he must start with the only unique existence in this virtual world——

This is a game hidden under the mask, and it's about who can win in the end.

And there are no surveillance cameras here, which is actually more beneficial to me.

Gexiu jumped off the sofa, walked around to the table, and switched on the communicator. His clumsy fingers were unbelievably dexterous at the moment when he was tying his hair, as if he knew the machinery in front of him well. The hack was successful within seconds.

All records are automatically deleted after the communication ends.

But that doesn't mean it won't leave electronic traces on the hard drive—

Gexiu skillfully disassembled, burned and decoded. A few minutes later, the communication video just now played on the screen, and a familiar voice came out of it.

The person who communicated with Lovett was a mermaid expert who was temporarily summoned in the glass room. Obviously, it was his own blood sample that analyzed the results.

The expert opposite was pale, with deep blue under his eyes, and looked overly tired. His expression was hesitant and confused, as if he was entangled in some mystery.

He stammered and explained to Lovett the terms in the report and the meanings they represented. Although he carefully uttered every word, Gosho could still hear the hesitation and uncertainty in his tone.

To sum it up in a nutshell——

Judging from the blood sample, Gexiu was in good health, without any disease at all, and was an ordinary mermaid.

Ge Xiu frowned, a little unbelievable.

Ordinary?A mermaid whose skin is so hard that ordinary sharp tools can't pierce it, and whose teeth are so sharp that it can bite through metal?Are you kidding me?

Didn't the blood sample come up with any conclusions?

Obviously, Rovitt didn't really believe that the source of the abnormality of the mermaid's body was so simple. After the mermaid expert hurriedly explained that the laboratory was conducting further analysis of the genes in the cells, the video was hung up.

Looking at the blacked-out screen in front of him, Ge Xiu frowned and fell into deep thought.

The author has something to say: Gong: Finally kissed!

Gosho (deliberately) (comes to conclusion): This is a conspiracy!

attack:……………………