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

The God of Order led Wen Yubai on a leisurely stroll around the Order Islands.

This deity indulged in all sorts of pleasures, from eating and drinking to having fun, and was interested in everything.

He would pull Wen Yubai into the bustling market just to eat the limited amount of grilled seafood; He would also wake Wen Yubai at dawn to watch seabirds skim across the sea from the cliff; He even led Wen Yubai to dive into the deep sea to see those buried and magnificent relics.

On one occasion, the God of Order, on a whim, took him aboard a pirate ship.

He persuaded the one-eyed captain with his words and became the ship's first mate.

They caught up with another group of hostile pirates, and under the command of the first mate, they won a great victory, with the spoils piling up on the deck.

On deck, everyone was celebrating wildly, with strong liquor and cheers mingling together, and the pirates were drunk.

They sang, danced, talked and laughed, and the whole ship was in a noisy mess.

The God of Order searched through the spoils with great interest.

Wen Yubai stood on the ship's railing, enjoying the sea breeze and watching the sea as dusk settled over the horizon—a breathtaking sight.

Suddenly, he felt a weight on his head.

Wen Yubai reached out and touched it, his fingertips brushing against the cold metal and the engraved patterns.

He turned around and, as expected, saw the God of Order.

His emerald green eyes held a smile, reflecting the crowned youth.

The pirates nearby, seeing this, started to make a fuss.

"Xiao Wen, you don't look like a pirate at all, you look more like a little prince who has been kidnapped and brought aboard a ship."

"I've heard that the sea god has three thousand lovers, scattered across the continent and the ocean. He especially loves beautiful young men. If he were to run into Xiao Wen, he might just abduct him to his underwater palace."

"Yeah, look at that face, that figure, that demeanor... Ouch, First Mate, why did you kick me?!"

The instigator, the God of Order, appeared beside Wen Yubai, carrying a half-empty bottle of liquor in one hand and a glass of fruit wine in the other.

He handed the fruit wine to Wen Yubai, then casually leaned against the ship's side.

"Then we'd better keep a close eye on Xiao Wen and protect her, lest she be kidnapped."

"Hahaha, of course!"

Wen Yubai: ...

To be honest, all the people on this ship combined wouldn't be enough for him to fight.

-

The carefree god of order, surprisingly fond of reading, boasts of being the wisest of all gods.

He also liked to watch with Wen Yubai, covering everything from astronomy and geography to folklore, legends, and unofficial histories of gods.

One book in particular left a deep impression on Wen Yubai. It was full of little stories about various gods, and it was clear at a glance that the author had no reverence for the gods.

For example, as mentioned above, the prophecies of the God of Fate never fail, but He just can't control his mouth and dares to say anything, and loves to court death.

He said that the God of Nightmares would be awakened by nightmares, the Goddess of Beauty would weep over the ugliness of her creations, and the God of Fire would be scorched by his own flames.

Even more outrageous, at the banquet of the gods, He publicly prophesied that the God of War would be killed by the person he loved most. The God of War was furious and chased after Him for three months.

There were two lines at the end of this page that were crossed out, and Wen Yubai didn't know what they said.

But it didn't matter; it didn't stop him from enjoying the book immensely.

Just as he was engrossed in reading, the God of Order took the book away and shoved another one into his hands.

His smile held a deeper meaning. "This one is even better. It's been very popular here lately. It came from the Continent of Light."

Wen Yubai took the book, and just looking at the title gave him a bad feeling. The title had five large characters:

The Advent of the Son

Wen Yubai casually flipped through the book, and after only a couple of glances, he was so embarrassed by what he saw that his scalp tingled.

This book records the deeds of the Holy Son of Light, including his invention process and contributions to the continent, and is full of praise for him.

The book also features extremely exquisite illustrations, depicting the Holy Son bathed in holy light, with a compassionate expression and two large wings spread behind him. The artistic embellishment is so heavy that he appears almost inhuman.

Wen Yubai's toes were almost tearing through the sole of the shoe; it was obvious who published this thing.

He's already left the Temple of Light, so why won't the High Priest let him go?

He strongly suspects that this was written by the high priest to make money!

"He, with the body of a mortal, performed the deeds of gods..."

The God of Order appeared behind him without his noticing, holding a book, and loudly recited it in an exaggerated, aria-like tone:

"His wisdom shines like the morning star, his countenance glows like the clear moonlight..."

Wen Yubai, unable to bear it any longer, snatched the book and closed it. "Stop reading."

The God of Order looked at his face, which was trying hard to remain calm but whose ears were already bright red, and burst into laughter.

-

Another month passed, and a merchant ship returning from afar brought news:

The continents of Light and Darkness have officially begun their war.

The news spread quickly throughout the archipelago, sparking widespread discussion and a growing sense of panic.

The war began with friction between several border countries, but Wen Yubai knew that the real battlefield was far above mortals; it was a contest between gods.

Wen Yubai felt a heavy weight in his heart.

If it weren't for him, would this war have never broken out?

What was the original ending of the world-building storyline again?

The protagonist joins hands with the gods to bring love and peace...

But now, he seems to have become the fuse that ignited the war.

Wen Yubai was in low spirits and hadn't had much energy for days.

The God of Order saw this and stopped dragging him around aimlessly. Instead, he chose a secluded little house by the sea and had him stay there.

That afternoon, a strange storm suddenly appeared on the usually peaceful coast.

Dark clouds pressed down from the horizon, waves crashed wildly against the rocks, and a gale swept sand and dust toward the shore.

People on shore could run further away, but there were still fishing boats at sea that hadn't made it back to port. The people on those boats could only cling tightly to the masts, desperately praying for divine protection amidst the raging winds and waves.

Wen Yubai gazed at the storm and suddenly asked, "Is this due to the influence of the war between the gods?"

The God of Order stood beside him, the sea breeze making His hair a mess.

He gave a faint "hmm" and commented:

"It seems they're fighting quite fiercely."

Even His seas were affected.

Wen Yubai paused for a moment, then said, "Could you go and stop it?"

"sure."

The God of Order raised his hand and waved it casually.

The storm that blotted out the sky seemed to be dispersed by an invisible giant hand; the sea gradually calmed down, and the thick clouds were shattered.

The glow of the setting sun poured down through the crack, painting the sky with a magnificent sunset.

The survivors knelt on the deck, their cries of gratitude for God's grace echoing throughout the area.

But Wen Yubai meant more than just that.

He looked at the God of Order, hesitated, and finally spoke:

"Lord of Order, can you stop that war?"

The God of Order turned his head and looked at Wen Yubai for a while before curving his lips back into his usual nonchalant and indifferent expression.

He crossed his arms and said, "I'm not going to get beaten up."

Wen Yubai understood.

The gods of order are too weak to defeat them.

-

That night, a bonfire roared on the beach, and the survivors held a grand feast.

The people of the Order Islands are free-spirited and believe in living for the moment; since they've survived, they should celebrate.

The God of Order also dragged him over to freeload.

Wen Yubai sat on the edge of the crowd, looking at those smiling faces, but felt somewhat out of place.

The faces of the high priest and the others flashed through his mind; he wondered how they were doing now.