How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 281: Transformation Master's Heavenly Master's Mother 1
Don't know how long it has been.

Zhu Wen’s soul lightened and floated above the sea of ​​stars.

She opened her eyes, and thousands of stars were reflected in them.

A golden dragon-shaped shadow appeared not far away, staring at her with a smile and nodding in thanks.

The vague memory resurfaced before my eyes——

When she fell into that world, the dragon soul wrapped around her and kept begging in her ear.

At that time, Zhu Wen was half-conscious and his memory was not very accurate. He thought that He said "save me".

Now she understood that what He had said was “save them.”

He wanted her to save those tiny and helpless humans and give them a glimmer of hope.

But now it seems that it is human beings themselves who can save humanity.

The world consciousness seems to be satisfied with this as well.

Isn’t it the same for Zhu Wen?
She seemed to have seen something and couldn't help but smile with relief and satisfaction.

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There was silence in my ears.

If it had been before, 233 would have probably started yelling.

But now it is so quiet that Zhu Wen even doubts whether it still exists.

"Xiao 2?"

[Hmm? Ah...oh...]

233 is just short of having the words "I have something on my mind" written all over his face!

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows but did not ask. Instead, he asked casually where the big turntable in 233 Supermarket was.

Judging from the situation, it seems that he is planning to switch seamlessly to the next world.

233 is anxious:

[Wait, wait! Host! Don’t you have anything to ask me? ]

Zhu Wen deliberately teased it, and pretended to be confused:

"What are you asking? I don't have any."

233 I feel so wronged:

[…But I do! Host, who are you?]

"Me? Am I not your host?"

Zhu Wen spoke in a slow tone.

233 became even more anxious:

[Host, don't fool me! 233 is not stupid! What you did in the last world, even I can't do it, but you did it... What is your true identity! ]

Zhu Wen sighed, his tone extremely serious:
"I'm really just an unlucky guy that you've wrongly pinned on me. I don't have any special identity. If I do, didn't you do a background check before you bound me to your account? No way, no way. Even companies have to do background checks when recruiting now."

233 didn't notice Zhu Wen's sarcasm, it just felt guilty.

How could it dare to say that it had just left the factory, so it was in a hurry and forgot many procedures.

[Of course we did! Our system's procedures are strict and transparent! ]

Zhu Wen smiled meaningfully:

"Right, you've already investigated it, what problem could I have?"

233 It’s not easy to continue asking:
[Before that...]

Zhu Wen lied without blushing or beating his heart:
"I've already said that this is the work of world consciousness, it has nothing to do with me!"

233 reluctantly believed it.

“So what about the supermarket carousel?”

233's mind was in a mess and he was powerless to argue with Zhu Wen, so he released a random golden finger roulette wheel.

Zhu Wen turned and muttered:
"There shouldn't be any problems this time, right? I hope I can get my luck back from last time..."

Zhu Wen fell silent.

She stared intently at a small wooden sword floating before her eyes.

Small, wooden, sword?

Can this thing be used as a cheat code? Zhu Wen smiled with a fake smile:
"System, may I ask what this is?"

233 came back to his senses and was also very surprised to see this thing in front of him:
[Is it possible that I got 'junk'? The probability of getting 'junk' on the Gold Finger Wheel is 0.001%! ]

It quickly forgot its previous confusion and its tone was full of amazement.

Zhu Wen clenched his fists so hard that they made a crackling sound.

233 felt a burst of cool air.

[Ha, haha, hahaha, no way, how could it be 'junk'? The host's luck must not be that bad... Uh, congratulations to the host for drawing the junk 'an ordinary little wooden sword'...]

Zhu Wen picked up the small wooden sword and was about to beat him up 233!

233 cried all the way and ran wildly, then quickly turned around and pushed Zhu Wen into the new world——
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When Zhu Wen woke up, he found himself in a pitch-black room.

The size of this space is just enough to accommodate two people lying down.

In addition, when Zhu Wen touched the surrounding environment, he found that there were thick wooden boards on all sides...

In an instant, a guess popped into her mind!
Is she in a coffin now?

"Little 2? 233? Get out here!"

Zhu Wen cursed.

233 shrank his neck and dared not respond, and even did not dare to give Zhu Wen the memories of the past world.

Zhu Wen was too lazy to scold it so as not to waste his energy.

She knew her first priority was to get out of here.

So, she decisively slapped the wooden board in front of her:
"Is there anyone outside? Let me out quickly!"

The thing in front of me, which is most likely a coffin board, has been sealed, and the sound insulation is surprisingly good.

Zhu Wen could only vaguely hear a few miserable screams at first.

In the end, I couldn't hear anything at all.

Was he scared away by her?
"Damn it."

Even Zhu Wen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

She could feel that the air around her was gradually becoming thinner...

Oh, right! Her little wooden sword!

Zhu Wen didn't care about anything else. He summoned the small wooden sword with the golden finger he had drawn, grabbed it and stabbed forward fiercely.

This "ordinary little wooden sword" turned out to be more useful than expected. It looked so thin that it seemed like it would break if bent.

As a result, when it came into contact with the thick wooden board, it pierced through it easily as if there was no obstacle at all.

Zhu Wen was overjoyed. He quickly took the wooden sword, cut open the coffin lid, and kicked it!

Bang!

Mud is flying.

There was a big hole in the coffin lid.

Zhu Wen, wearing a red wedding dress and holding a small wooden sword, climbed out with some difficulty.

She brushed the dust off her face and looked around, noticing that the moon was high above her head and she was obviously in a secluded forest.

A large pit was dug out in the forest, and she was lying in the coffin in the middle of the pit.

Her body was obviously extremely weak, with her wrists as thin as a stick.

This made Zhu Wen even find it difficult to climb out of the pit.

She didn't know how long she worked, until Zhu Wen was sweating and panting, she finally left the pit and the coffin and stepped onto the flat ground with great difficulty.

She took several breaths before looking at the pile of dirt nearby.

Judging from its freshness, it must have been dug out not long ago.

There was also a shovel thrown on it.

"…So who buried me?"

Zhu Wen found his memory empty, so he reminded 233:

"Plot! Hurry up!"

233 did not dare to delay and hurriedly stuffed a lot of memories into her mind——

It turned out that this time, Zhu Wen had traveled into a novel with a male protagonist who was a Taoist priest.

Different from the stud route in the previous world, the male protagonist in this world takes the face-slapping and leveling-up route.