Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 675 Dawn (81)

Yan Zhen was taken aback.

She never imagined that Jingchen came to this world to heal her psychological trauma.

No wonder he has patiently cared for and loved her for thirteen years, giving her the greatest freedom and respect within his capabilities, and creating a safe and supportive environment for her to grow up in.

Everything he does now, once the spaces overlap, will affect her and become a cure for her ailments.

Yan Zhen had mixed feelings.

It would be a lie to say that Jing Chen went to such lengths for her and wasn't moved.

Suffering from psychological trauma and the aftereffects of mental illness over the years, she suffers from insomnia and depression every time she returns to the Quick Transmigration Division. She can only find temporary peace by constantly traveling between different worlds to do missions and keeping herself busy.

Everyone praises her as the top performer in the Quick Transmigration Company, a workaholic who never takes a day off, but what others don't know is that she's forced into it.

She did yearn to become a normal person with normal perception, capable of loving, and able to accept being loved.

But if the price of becoming a normal person is that Jingchen will fall into an indefinite sleep, then she refuses.

"Okay, I understand." Yan Zhen closed the system panel, pondered for a while, and decided to confront Jing Chen.

She didn't go to the horse farm, canceled her dinner appointment with Zhou Panpan, and stayed home waiting for Jing Chen to get off work.

At six o'clock in the evening, Jingchen came home from get off work.

He was carrying a bag of crayfish when he entered the room. His eyes immediately fell on the sofa, where Yan Zhen was sitting with a tablet, looking like he was waiting for him.

Jing Chen said casually, "We're having crayfish tonight. Do you want garlic or spicy?"

"Half garlic flavor and half spicy flavor." Yan Zhen put down his tablet, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "I'll cook the crayfish."

Jing Chen did not refuse.

In the kitchen, Yan Zhen stood in front of the sink, diligently scrubbing crayfish with a brush.

After cleaning the crayfish, Jingchen handed it to Jingchen, who then used scissors to cut off the inedible parts of the crayfish.

The crayfish were still alive, struggling to climb out of the tank. Some of them climbed onto the top of the tank but fell back down, splashing water that soaked Yan Zhen's clothes.

She exclaimed, "Oh dear, brother, the apron!"

Jing Chen turned around and fetched an apron. Seeing that Yan Zhen was wearing gloves on both hands, he helped Yan Zhen put on the apron.

As he leaned over to tie her apron straps, the distance between them instantly closed.

Yan Zhen looked at Jing Chen, who was so close to her, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.

Jing Chen was taken aback, then turned his face away expressionlessly: "Stop fooling around."

He quickly tied his apron straps and turned back to continue cutting the crayfish.

Yan Zhen said, "I contacted the *** system today."

Jing Chen paused in his actions.

"Zhou Yanqing told me the purpose of your visit."

Jing Chen: "..."

He didn't reply.

Yan Zhen said, "The person you want to change is me. Although it's for my own good, you should at least ask for my opinion before doing this."

Jing Chen sighed: "Do you agree?"

"Do not."

"That's why I didn't ask for your opinion."

Yan Zhen: "..."

This was the first time she had been rendered speechless by Jing Chen's rebuttal.

"I didn't do this to make you grateful to me, you don't need to take it to heart." Jing Chen said, turning his head to look at Yan Zhen, his tone gentle, "After you finish this crayfish meal, why don't you go back to the Quick Transmigration Division?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

Was this crayfish meal a farewell dinner?

He sent her away, and he sent himself away as well.

Seeing that Yan Zhen remained silent, Jing Chen sighed softly: "You know you can't stop me."

Yan Zhen remained silent for a long time before saying, "Okay, but I need to see Panpan before I leave."

"it is good."

Two bowls of crayfish were served. Jingchen was in charge of peeling the crayfish, while Yanzhen ate them in silence.

Yan Zhen didn't like eating crayfish much before, not because it tasted bad, but because he didn't have the patience to peel them.

However, after Jing Chen appeared, he perfectly solved the problem by having specially studied how to peel shrimp in order to keep up with Yan Zhen's shrimp-eating speed.

Yan Zhen quickly devoured the two bowls of crayfish. She finished the last bit of cola in her glass, stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower. You can take me to Panpan's house later."

"Ah."

Yan Zhen walked downstairs in her slippers, but after a few steps she seemed to remember something and turned back to look at Jing Chen: "You should also take a shower, you smell of cooking oil."

Jing Chen: "..."

After Jingchen finished showering, Yanzhen had already driven the car out of the garage and was waiting for him outside.

Jing Chen walked over and knocked on the car window: "Are you driving?"

"Okay," Yan Zhen said. "Get in the car."

On the way to Zhou Panpan's house, Yan Zhen chatted with Jing Chen while driving: "You seem to have never told me about your background."

Jing Chen, who had been pretending to sleep with his arms crossed and eyes closed, opened his eyes upon hearing this: "There's nothing to say."

"Tell me, I want to hear it. Once I leave, we might never see each other again, and I won't be able to find anyone to talk to later." Yan Zhen changed to a teasing tone. "Besides, my curiosity about you is a sign that I'm falling in love with you. Shouldn't you be happy?"

Jing Chen: "..."

He looked speechless, and after organizing his thoughts, he said, "The doghouse I took you to before... is my home planet."

Yan Zhen quickly turned her head to look at him, her eyes full of surprise.

This time it wasn't an act; she hadn't expected Jing Chen to come from a deserted planet.

"If we calculate based on the time flow of Earth, my home planet civilization existed tens of thousands of years ago... or even hundreds of thousands of years ago. I've forgotten exactly how long ago; it disappeared so long ago that I can no longer remember the exact time."

Recalling the past, Jing Chen's voice unconsciously lowered: "My home planet's civilization was highly advanced, with medical and technological levels far surpassing other planets in the galaxy. Residents could travel to any planet in the galaxy through faster-than-light travel, and could also achieve immortality by transferring memories and replacing their bodies. I remember when I was a child, the people around me were keen to replace their bodies with metal shells. In this way, they would not get sick or age. If they were accidentally injured, they could simply replace the broken metal limbs."

Following Jing Chen's words, Yan Zhen imagined a scene where the streets were full of metal people, and felt inexplicably horrified. She asked, "How could such a civilized planet be abandoned later?"

“Because we lacked sufficient military strength to protect ourselves, wealth became our original sin,” Jing Chen said. “Several alien lords who coveted our home planet joined forces to launch a virus invasion against our high technology. Less than two years after the war broke out, 90% of the residents of my home planet became living dead controlled by the virus. My parents put me in a warship and sent me away just before the planet was destroyed. I was only eleven years old at the time.”

Yan Zhen recalled the sword, crown, and dress made of expensive metal thread that she found in the box on the second floor of the doghouse. At that time, she vaguely sensed that Jing Chen's identity was not simple.

"Your parents are..."

"The lord of my planet."

Yan Zhen frowned slightly.

Looking at Yan Zhen's ever-changing expression, Jing Chen suddenly laughed: "Are you imagining a thrilling story where a little prince forced into exile stirs up trouble and takes revenge on his enemies?"

Yan Zhen: "..."

Jing Chen really knows her well.

"But the truth is quite the opposite. At first, I did want to take revenge, but not only did I fail, I also caused my personal fleet, which was sworn to protect me, to fall one after another in the conflicts."

Over the course of ten years, I witnessed the massacre of our home planet's inhabitants scattered across various planets. The advanced technology our home planet once possessed instilled fear in those people, who worried that we would unite for revenge and vowed to exterminate us... I was powerless to stop it; I couldn't even save them.

During my long exile, I contracted a terminal illness. At that time, I only had one loyal servant by my side. On my deathbed, he activated the spirit capture technology that the warship had brought from our home planet. At that time, the technology was not mature and could only extract and seal my spirit along with my memories.

When I woke up again, many, many years had passed. My servants were dead, the civilization on the planet where my enemy lived had changed, and my home planet, which had been seized, had become a wasteland... The people I cared about and the people I hated were no longer there.

"I have existed in a spiritual form for many years, observing the planetary civilizations in the galaxy develop from backward to advanced, then from prosperity to decline, constantly changing. Later, I mastered the technology of capturing spiritual entities, founded the Quick Transmigration Division, and used this technology to pull you into the Quick Transmigration Division as mission takers."