The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

The God of Order finally shook off the God of Light, who was hot on his heels.

He breathed a sigh of relief and brought Wen Yubai to a hazy, gray space.

The frequent spatial jumps made Wen Yubai's stomach churn, and he almost vomited on the spot.

He was about to brace himself against his knees to catch his breath when he saw the God of Order bend over before him and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The golden droplets fell into the void beneath their feet and quickly vanished.

Wen Yubai watched this scene and fell into deep thought:

Is the God of Light too powerful, or are these gods too weak?

The situation of two people dragging one down has actually caused such a serious disruption to the order of things.

The God of Order casually wiped the corner of his lips, then waved his hand, and a large bed appeared out of thin air.

He lay down on it without any hesitation, as if he were at home.

Then he turned his head and met Wen Yubai's complicated gaze.

The God of Order could, of course, see what kind of look the other party had in their eyes.

They simply felt that He was too weak, but what could He do?

He barely escaped from the pursuit of the God of Light last time, and his injuries hadn't even healed yet. Now, when he came to pick him up, he got hit again.

But the God of Order did not intend to tell him these things, but instead said:

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

He rested his chin on his hand, raised his hand stained with golden blood, and smiled at him.

"Want to lick it? God's blood is a good thing."

Seeing that Wen Yubai remained unmoved, he pointed to the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, his smile deepening.

"Don't want to lick here? You can lick here too."

It is the truth, but the god who spoke it was so frivolous.

Wen Yubai looked away expressionlessly: "No need."

Even if he consumed the blood of a god, he would not be more powerful than a god; it would be useless.

The God of Order seemed unsurprised by his answer. He patted the bed beside him and said:

"Want to come over and take a nap?"

Wen Yubai politely declined, saying, "I'm dirty; I can't defile your bed."

The God of Order raised an eyebrow.

He snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a hot spring appeared on one side of the space, emitting warm steam.

"Take off your clothes and go take a shower."

The God of Order leaned against the headboard, shifting to a more comfortable position, his gaze fixed unabashedly on the young man, showing no intention of looking away.

Wen Yubai looked at Him in silence.

Is it perverted?

After a while, the God of Order helplessly shrugged: "Fine, fine, I won't look."

He snapped his fingers again.

A screen appeared around the hot spring, with a set of clean clothes hanging on it.

Wen Yubai then felt relieved and went around behind the screen to take off his slightly dirty pajamas.

The steaming heat made his muscles relax.

"188, when can I escape this world?"

The world says, "Wait until the main storyline ends, or until you are killed by the protagonist."

Wen Yubai leaned against the hot spring pool and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temples.

188 gently comforted him: "Yu Bai, you've done very well. Leave the rest to me, don't worry."

Wen Yubai felt a warmth in his heart and said, "Yeah, don't worry, 188, I won't hold you back."

What are you saying! When have you ever held anyone back? It's all because the world has played a trick on you!

[Let me tell you, Yu Bai, in our line of work, besides falling in love with people in those worlds, the worst thing we can do is fight amongst ourselves! It's all those worlds' fault, you know!]

188 began to recount his past life in detail, becoming more and more exaggerated as he spoke.

[Just you wait, I'll have the Supreme God blow them all up, hmph, unless they kneel at our feet and beg for mercy.]

Wen Yubai was amused by it and relaxed a lot.

They chatted for a while.

After Wen Yubai finished washing up and changing his clothes, he came out from behind the screen. The hot spring disappeared, and the God of Order lay quietly on the bed with his eyes closed.

His gruesome wounds on his waist and abdomen had healed, and even his robes were now clean.

He looked completely unguarded, as if he were asleep.

Wen Yubai's gaze shifted to the bed next to the God of Order, where another bed had appeared out of nowhere.

He was exhausted after being tossed and turned for most of the night.

So he lay down on that bed and fell into a deep sleep.

-

When Wen Yubai opened her eyes again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room.

In the distance, the faint sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard.

Sunlight streamed in through the half-open window, carrying the salty scent of the sea breeze, which felt warm on my face.

He sat up and looked around blankly. It seemed to be an inn, but he didn't see the God of Order.

Wen Yubai looked down at himself; the pajamas he wore last night had turned into a silk robe.

The pure white fabric, light and thin as gauze, draped down from one shoulder, revealing the other shoulder and collarbone. A gold woven belt was tied around the waist, outlining the figure.

Several intricate gemstone chains dangled from her wrists and neck, their shimmering light highlighting her fair, jade-like skin.

Wen Yubai frowned. The fabric of the clothes was very comfortable, but it was a bit too revealing.

He never wore this style, neither in the Temple of Light nor the Temple of Darkness.

When he pushed open the door and stepped out of the hotel, he realized that his attire was actually considered conservative by the locals.

The men and women here dress much more daringly than he does; some men even wear only a linen cloth.

Their smiles were bright, their eyes open and honest; they were not only unrestrained but also very enthusiastic.

"Sir, would you like to try our fruit juice?"

"Freshly squeezed, it's so sweet!"

Several smiling young women approached, promoting their products. They were dressed in strapless tops and long, slit skirts, their waist chains and armbands jingling.

One of the girls winked at him playfully and said:

"You're from out of town, right? If you buy something, we can take you to the most fun places on our island!"

Wen Yubai didn't dare to look around, keeping his gaze fixed on the juice as he reached into his pocket.

"Then... I'll buy a cup."

Then he found nothing.

There was nothing in my pocket.

Wen Yubai's hand froze at his waist, his cheeks slightly flushed, and he looked somewhat flustered.

"Excuse me, I..."

The girls immediately saw through his embarrassment. Instead of dispersing, they found him quite adorable and laughed even more heartily.

"It's okay if you don't have money. Just smile at us and we'll give you a free drink."

Several stall owners nearby also noticed this shy out-of-towner and joined in, teasing him.

Wen Yubai was almost overwhelmed by this excessive enthusiasm.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the crowd and grabbed his wrist.

"Darling, so you were here all along."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw an ordinary-looking man with short, dark blue hair standing in the crowd.

He held a small bunch of scarlet flowers in his arms, the petals still glistening with dew, looking delicate and beautiful.

The man looked very ordinary.

But when the people around saw Him, they involuntarily made way for Him.

The man naturally put his arm around Wen Yubai, stuffed the bouquet of flowers into his arms, and smiled at the people around them.

"Sorry, my friend isn't used to lively occasions."

He took a silver coin from his waist and handed it to the girls.

"Keep the change, please."

The girl took the silver coin, her gaze lingering for a moment on the bouquet in Wen Yubai's arms, then she winked at him ambiguously.

The stall owners nearby also tactfully dispersed.

The God of Order put his arm around Wen Yubai's shoulder and walked forward.

"Seeing how popular you are makes me jealous." He complained, seemingly genuinely, but it was unclear which side he was jealous of.

Wen Yubai was still oblivious. He looked down at the flowers and asked:

"What kind of flower is this?"

"Sea Orchid," the God of Order said slowly, "is a flower unique to the Order Islands, blooming only at low tide at night and closing before dawn."

Wen Yubai didn't know why this deity wanted to send him flowers, but he didn't want to delve into it. He politely said "thank you."

The God of Order couldn't help but chuckle at his serious expression.

"You're welcome. Oh, by the way, its flower language is 'nighttime pleasure'."

Wen Yubai: ...?