First Meeting with Angel Yan

The next day.

Early morning.

"Kid, I have so much confidence in your future that I might fall in love with you, tease you, love you until death and protect you, but first, you need to get up!!!"

"Ten more minutes, just let me sleep for ten more minutes..."

The familiar alarm sound went off, and Long Qian, still in his dreams, let out muffled groans.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too much last night, leaving him mentally exhausted, coupled with the soft bed and the pleasant aroma of the room, which made him sleep even more soundly.

"Go to work, I really want to go to work!!!"

Although he said he wanted ten more minutes, he had to wake up. After all, his alarm was set for eight o'clock, and he had to be at the company by nine-thirty. He couldn't keep sleeping.

Due to long-ingrained habits, he never turned off his phone when sleeping. He knew where his phone was just by listening to the sound.

Even though experts said that keeping radiation-emitting items like phones by the pillow for extended periods could affect sleep and be harmful to health, he dismissed the experts' advice with disdain.

Drowsy and yawning, he stretched out a hand from the warm covers, reaching for his phone on the side.

His consciousness was still stuck in the time before his transmigration. He hadn't taken yesterday's events seriously at all, thinking it was a dream. He was still that carefree worker.

But then, he felt an unusual warmth in his palm. His hand was being held by something. It was definitely a human hand, warm and soft. He quickly pulled his hand back.

It was at this moment that he suddenly woke up. Still groggy, he became instantly alert.

Did he bring a girl home last night? But he had gone straight home after work last night to play games.

He even got a pentakill. Yes, a pentakill. He forgot to post it on his social media.

Even now, Long Qian hadn't realized that something was wrong.

But there was someone else in the room. That hand was definitely a woman's hand. What man's hand was that soft?

He could only pretend to be asleep now. It wasn't because he wanted to take responsibility, but because he wasn't prepared at all. He was unconscious and didn't know what he had done last night, unless he had enjoyed it consciously.

Moreover, he also noticed that the blanket covering him seemed a bit like one from a hotel.

He wasn't that kind of casual person. He even suspected that he might have gotten too happy, gone out drinking, and ended up drunk, only to be picked up by someone.

The thought of this made him feel even worse.

"Kid, pretending to be asleep like this isn't right. Pretending to be asleep won't solve the problem."

"Huh? Did I record this sentence?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Long Qian was a bit bewildered. He remembered that he didn't have this sentence in his phone.

But just as he was about to recall carefully, some strange fragments suddenly appeared in his mind: transmigration, war, alien mecha warriors, system, angels, Taotie, death...

And then, his home was gone!!!

"Phew... thankfully it was a dream... scared me to death, I thought my home was gone!"

But as he muttered to himself, the more he muttered, the more he felt something was wrong. Damn it, this didn't seem like a dream.

Long Qian suddenly became alert, threw off the covers, and saw a hotel room. Then he slowly turned his head and saw Angel Yan lying beside him with a smile.

"You, you, you... I, I, I... An... Angel Yan... how..."

Long Qian still hadn't accepted that he had transmigrated. He thought Angel Yan had transmigrated into reality.

"You do recognize me... Tell me, who exactly are you, and where are you from!!!"

Seeing Long Qian's shock, Angel Yan's smile completely faded. She asked with a serious expression.

She was 100% sure she had never been to Earth before. This Divine River Body human in front of her shouldn't recognize her, even if he had an angel sister protecting him.

"I... no... impossible... I..."

Long Qian looked at Angel Yan, who was only a pillow's distance away, and was completely stunned. What happened yesterday also confirmed that this was not a dream; he had truly transmigrated.

Then, he clutched his head and groaned in pain. Who the hell wanted to transmigrate? He was just an ordinary person. Why would they make him transmigrate?

"Evasion won't answer the question. If your answer satisfies me, perhaps I can request the Queen to assign you an angel, Qing Qing or Zhi Xin..."

Seeing Long Qian covering his head and not speaking, Angel Yan's voice became gentler. She was eager to know Long Qian's origin, as she couldn't use her Eye of Insight to scan him, thus she couldn't read any data or memories.

"You can't do it???"

Long Qian didn't know what went wrong in his mind, but he suddenly blurted out the question and then immediately shut his mouth.

"Heh, kid, you're still too young."

Angel Yan wasn't interested in the current Long Qian at all, nor did she have any such thoughts. She was just filled with uncontrollable curiosity about Long Qian.

"I'm not young anymore, I'm 26. Oh, right, for you, seven thousand years, your age is even longer than Huaxia's known history, but age isn't a problem."

Although Long Qian couldn't accept the fact for a moment, hearing Angel Yan call him young, he retorted with his neck stiffened.

To be honest, the Angel Yan in front of him was much more beautiful than in the anime, and more realistic. As a pervert who had seen countless anime goddesses, he couldn't help but stare a few more times. Angel Yan's beauty was definitely top-tier among Chinese anime.

"Don't change the subject. Please continue my previous question: where are you from!!!"

Seeing that Long Qian seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally changing the subject, Angel Yan immediately brought the topic back, stating that a name wasn't important, but origin was.

"I... I don't know how to say it. Where do you think I should be from?"

Long Qian didn't know how to answer Angel Yan's question, nor did he want to. If traveling through worlds was possible, and his house could travel too, it must be some kind of spacetime distortion or spatial distortion, as physicists called it. What if both were reversible?

He dared not answer carelessly until he figured out whether traveling through worlds was reversible.

The dark forest law of the universe, or perhaps some mysterious law, dictated to never reveal your origins to the strong, unless they harbored absolutely no ill will towards you.

Long Qian: "System, stop playing dead. Can I go back?"

System: "Uh... Host, this... this... this..."

Long Qian: "Don't tell me you piece of crap transmigrated me, damn it! Come out, I'm gonna strangle you, strangle you, ahhhhh!!!"

System: "Host, I can make you very brave. The Three Kings are on maternity leave, I can make you stronger."

Long Qian: "Go away (ง'̀-'́)ง, I'm not that kind of pervert."

System: "You're not? Then never mind..."

Long Qian: "..."

After getting the System's answer, Long Qian became somewhat certain that this darn System's functions were restricted. It must be because she randomly pulled people to transmigrate worlds.

Seeing Long Qian pause and not answer, Angel Yan slowly said:

"Oh, you're asking me? Are you from the Void, or an unknown universe? I feel something real from you!!!"

She thought Long Qian must be from an unknown universe, or perhaps an unknown prime biological world. She still needed to figure out who that Angel sister was.

Angel Yan was filled with questions. She felt her heart beat faster when she was with this child, a sense of reality filling her.

Last night, she had used the ID card from Long Qian's wallet to check Huaxia's household registration data. She found no information about him, and even the city on the ID card didn't exist.

Of course, she didn't think it was a fake ID.

Moreover, the currency Long Qian used was actually Universal. This baffled her completely, as she had been following him the whole time, and no one had given him any currency.

His identity information was fake, his city and country were fake.

Suddenly, Angel Yan paused. She seemed to have forgotten a word: transmigration.

She then spent a few seconds searching through Earth's data files and found relevant information: transmigration, parallel worlds, novels.

"It seems I guessed wrong. I remember a kid saying 'transmigration' last night. That's really ridiculous, especially transmigrating into Super Seminary. Are you from..."

Angel Yan smiled slyly. She thought she should try to trick this little brat in front of her. She then used Long Qian's tone from last night:

"Gah..."

Long Qian, who had been thinking about how to answer Angel Yan's question, was instantly stumped. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and then cautiously asked, "Did you appear last night, or did you come this morning?"

"Oh, guess!"

"I..."

Long Qian immediately deflated. Serves you right for being a smart mouth, serves you right! He clearly remembered what he had said in bed last night. Since Angel Yan knew, what was the point of hiding anything? Besides, didn't Angel Yan have that "Eye of Insight" or something? She probably hadn't used it.

He was sure that Angel Yan had heard all his muttered words last night.