Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Chapter 238 Apocalypse 3

Qin Baobao blinked, looking somewhat adorable.

What's going on? I've been able to see you the whole time, haven't I? You're making me lose confidence.

“You were completely still before, I thought it was a projection,” Mo Qing explained to Qin Baobao.

"And are you a monster? Or Ultraman?" His entire body was purple and gold, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Mo Qing stared at the ball of light opposite her with wide, curious eyes, trying to remain calm.

"Me?" Qin Baobao decided to tease the little guy in front of her, since he had guessed that she was a monster, even though the other party had already covered it up as if nothing had happened.

"You are already dead. I am the soul-reaper, here to take you to the underworld to be reincarnated and start anew." Her expression was cold, her tone stiff, and she spoke in a businesslike manner. Qin Baobao thought her expression was very stern, but Mo Qing couldn't actually see her face at all.

The light was blinding, so Mo Qing could only squint as she "looked" at the other person, since keeping her head down was not proper etiquette for conversation.

"I'm dead? So this is what death is? It's quite sudden." Mo Qing believed it immediately, and Qin Baobao was shocked by her naivety.

"Oh no, that's not right. How did I die? I think I was eating... and then I ended up here."

"He died rather casually, huh?"

He gave a self-deprecating twitch, looked down at the white light emanating from his body, then at the purple light opposite him, and spoke simply and directly.

"Could you change the color for me? I like red. Or yellow would be fine too. White looks like it could take flight at any moment, which is really distracting."

This was the first time Qin Baobao had met someone like this. He was direct and straightforward, and spoke in a naive and romantic way, but occasionally his words made people feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's like having a delicious bite stuck in your throat, unable to swallow it or spit it out.

And can the color on the body be changed?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems like it really is possible to make the change.

The merits that Qin Baobao distributes can turn the soul golden.

Qin Baobao suddenly thought of Wang Xiyan, that dignified and poised woman. Without her interference, she should be doing very well now.

When you have free time, you can get together with your mother, chat with the emperor, play chess, and then go to the mountain every year to pay respects to your ancestors...

Qin Baobao had to admit that she missed Duan Jiufeng somewhat; there wasn't a single familiar face around her. A growing detachment and indifference in their relationship seeped into her very bones, as if what supported her body wasn't a person, but a walking corpse.

Qin Baobao's heart felt increasingly empty, and often she had to force herself to experience joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. It seemed that only in this way could she prove that she was truly alive, but what was the point of persisting in living like this? She was somewhat lost.

"Could I have a tour before I'm reincarnated?"

"The Bridge of Helplessness, the Palace of the King of Hell, the flowers of the underworld on the banks of the Yellow Springs River—these are all legendary things. It would be a shame not to see them after dying once in a lifetime." Mo Qing counted them off on her fingers, her curious little eyes making her absolutely adorable.

Such innocent, childlike eyes are especially endearing and can soften one's heart.

Qin Baobao smiled faintly.

"Alright, then come with me, I'll have someone take you to see it." Actually, Qin Baobao was quite curious and wanted to go inside and take a look.

and many more……

Just as Qin Baobao was about to take action, a very serious problem suddenly occurred to her. It seemed she probably had no idea how to contact the Underworld. (This is the downside of being careless.)

Qin Baobao stood still and began to drift off into her own thoughts again.

Should we roar towards the sky?

People will think I'm crazy, right?

Just like last time, let's call up the Earth God first?

It seems there is no spiritual power...

Haikou has already made that promise, so what's next?

Qin Baobao looked at Mo Qing's bright eyes with concern, remaining silent.

Mo Qing seemed to sense something from the silence and cautiously spoke up. "You can't even do this?"

The sounds of slaps echoed loudly, and an awkward atmosphere filled the air. Innocent eyes, a bewildered expression—a double blow.

Qin Baobao's expression remained unchanged, as if she had not noticed the change in atmosphere, and she still maintained a mysterious and unfathomable demeanor.

"Strange phenomena have occurred, and a catastrophe is about to befall the world. Girl, you'll probably have to stay here for a while." I'll send you away once I think of a way.

The transition was abrupt, but she didn't care.

Qin Baobao actually wanted to try some more charlatan-like tricks, but thinking of the real big shots, she held back. Mainly, she didn't want to add any more awkwardness to the already tense atmosphere.

After saying this, Qin Baobao didn't care whether the other party believed her or not, and without any explanation, she disappeared from Mo Qing's sight, staging her own disappearance.

"Wait a minute, what catastrophe?" How can you just leave like that?

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Hey, are you there?"

"Fairy sister, have you left yet?"

"Hey, you're not really leaving, are you?"

Mo Qing withdrew her gaze, staring at her own body with an inscrutable expression. Her voice, which had been clear and innocent, became low and somber, drifting uncertainly.

"I've been playing the innocent card, and you still won't reveal any information? You're so cautious."

Qin Baobao, who went outside, had no idea that she had been tricked.

Feeling guilty, she covered her head with the blanket and rolled around on the bed. She rolled herself into the body of a concubine about to be summoned to the emperor's bedchamber, without even showing her head.

"If only the system were here, I could find someone to give me some advice." I wouldn't have to worry about it myself.

The person upstairs seems like an option, but I don't know what their attitude is.

It's a bit worrying...

Forget it, just mess it up.

Qin Baobao closed her eyes and opened them again, tossing and turning on the bed repeatedly.

Countless lives are about to be lost, and the world is silently crying out for help.

This isn't just about one or two people; when disaster strikes, it doesn't distinguish between good and evil. Life is as fragile as a wisp of white smoke, easily dispersed with a gentle breath.

Qin Baobao couldn't remain indifferent; her body was urging her to do something, even if it was just to go out for a walk.

The mind is fighting against the body.

Qin Baobao rolled over again in frustration, the blanket spread out, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

"Going out is going out, it's not a big deal." You've put in the effort and tried your best, now it's up to fate to decide the final outcome.

Qin Baobao placed her hand on her chest and pressed down hard, as if to calm her restless heart.

Just leave.

Qin Baobao jumped out of bed and rummaged through drawers and cabinets to find a piece of paper.

"I'm leaving now. See you again someday."

Qin Baobao placed the paper on the table and weighed it down with an apple.

The apple was big and round, and it left a dent when pressed. Qin Baobao picked one up casually.

As soon as Qin Baobao stepped out of the room, the housekeeping robot's lights flashed.

The wrinkles in the sheets were smoothed out, and the bedding was neatly arranged. The notes on the table were shredded and thrown into the trash can. The table was wiped clean and shiny once again, and all the items that no longer belonged to it were gone.

The villa was so clean it looked as if no one had ever lived there.