Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Maybe it was a dream. The little guy felt that he had not taken two steps before the little cloud under his feet was like a conveyor belt, and he took the initiative to transport her over.

Seeing her coming, the original owner, Miss Sister, seemed very excited and couldn't help bowing deeply to Xiang Xing.

"Hello, Master Host."

Her voice was soft and trembling slightly, "First of all, thank you very much for accepting my broken body."

"...Ah, this, you don't need to thank me."

Xiang Xing couldn't help being startled when she bowed like this, and hurriedly stretched out his little hand to help the original owner's sister up.

Afterwards, she tilted her little head, winked at her with watery soft eyes, and asked curiously, "Then the original owner, Miss, is there something wrong with you looking for me?"

It was the first time that she was dreamed by the original owner, Miss Sister.

If it weren't for something very important or very persistent, these plot characters who have returned to the core of the small world and provided the kinetic energy for the small world, in the words of Duck Duck, should not be able to stay outside and run away. Come meet her.

Sure enough, after listening to her question, the original owner paused for a while, then smiled lightly and nodded.

"I know that for someone like me, who is just a string of data... I'm not qualified to ask the masters of your small world for help."

As the original owner said, he pulled the little guy to sit down slowly, and sat on the soft clouds that were just formed, like two small chairs.

Then, the little guy saw that her eyes were slightly lowered, and the pale pink pupils were suddenly stained with a gloomy color.

"Originally, I am the same as the selected data in other worlds. As long as we have needs, we can make a wish to the host who takes over, that is, you. I implore you to take time out of your busy schedule to fulfill our long-cherished wish ."

"Somehow, when it was my turn, no matter how many times I made a wish, the feedback I got was that the transmission failed..."

Having said this, the original owner sighed faintly and lowered his head weakly, "I have no choice but to hide in this space secretly and wait for the opportunity to contact you."

"Fortunately, for some reason, just now, the system that has been monitoring you suddenly entered sleep mode, and I was able to take advantage of this gap to enter your dream."

After speaking, the original owner paused.

Immediately afterwards, as if he mustered great courage, he suddenly reached out and held Xiang Xing's little hand tightly.

The corners of his eyes were lowered, but he looked hopeful.

Said, "So Lord Host, can you please help me... help me get justice? It may not be within the scope of your main purpose, but if you don't solve this matter, the dead knot in my heart will continue to frantically. Torturing me, I'm really in a lot of pain..."

Seeing that the air pressure around the original owner was getting lower and lower, and along with her anxiety and worry, a faint khaki smoke appeared on the top of the head, representing the unstable aura of the soul.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Xing panicked for a while, and quickly pulled out his hand and held her hand instead.

"Well... don't worry, miss, you can talk about it first, what's going on..."

The little guy frowned slightly, tried to keep his voice soft, and calmed her down softly.

After a long while, the original owner slowly calmed down and let out a long sigh of relief.