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

In a residential community in Fengzhou City, in the eastern district of Longguo.

A couple returned from a walk with their child and stopped in front of the notice board.

It was covered with safety guidelines and the latest team news.

"Please carry an emergency call device with you at all times. The instructions are: press and hold the button for 3 seconds..."

"Tips for avoiding vengeful spirits: When traveling at night, stay away from dark corners, avoid making noises that might provoke them, and avoid looking directly into their eyes..."

"Dear residents, in response to the recent surge in 'eating monster' incidents, retired Alliance members (Level B) are patrolling the community at night. In case of emergency, please do not panic..."

"A monster attack?! The No. 7 Disaster Hunting Team defends the West District Defense Tower again, severely damaging a Heavenly-level monster, suspected to be an organization leader..."

The child's eyes lit up as he listened.

"I want to join the All-Encompassing Alliance and become a guardian in the future."

Dad patted his head. "Getting into the league also requires academic points, and with your grades..."

it goes without saying.

Mom couldn't help but laugh out loud.

After the family of three walked away, two more figures appeared.

The man walking in front was tall and upright, wearing a pure black suit, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and deep-set eyes.

The man following behind was thinner, wearing a beige trench coat, with long, narrow eyes and a hint of a smile.

The man in the trench coat stopped in front of the notice board, looked at it with interest, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Xuan Jin, I'm really worried. The thought of one of our companions being seriously injured makes me incredibly sad. Who could it be?"

Xuan Jin, who was beside him, ignored him and walked straight past without stopping.

Once you exit the residential area and turn left, you'll pass through a small alley where the streetlights are flickering, as if they're broken.

Only the lights from distant shops slanted in.

Not far from the alley entrance, leaned a thin-skinned young man.

He was wearing a mask, hunched over, and pressed his hands to his chest. His violent coughing was particularly piercing, as if he were coughing up his lungs.

Finally, the young man seemed unable to withstand it, his body went limp, and he slid down from the base of the wall to the ground.

My cough is getting worse.

Xuan Jin didn't look to the side and strode over.

Just as he was about to pass by, a hand grabbed his trouser leg.

"Help me... Call 120... Help me..."

The man's voice was broken and intermittent, barely managing to enunciate amidst coughing.

Before Xuan Jin could make a move, he heard a sound coming from behind him.

"Xuan Jin, he's so pitiful, let's save him."

The man in the trench coat approached, squatted down, reached out, and poked the young man's cheek through his mask.

"When a human is about to die, their will to survive is always the strongest."

Without waiting for Xuan Jin's response, he pulled a small syringe from the inner pocket of his trench coat.

It contained a clear liquid with a few strands of blood-like flocculent material mixed in.

He skillfully grabbed the young man's wrist and injected the liquid.

After all the injections were completed, the man in the trench coat squatted down to the side, his eyes full of anticipation.

"I'm so curious!"

The young man on the ground didn't react at first, but a few seconds later, he suddenly curled up and groaned.

His messy black hair was soaked with cold sweat and stuck to his forehead and the sides of his neck.

After about half a minute, the spasms gradually subsided.

The young man collapsed as if all his strength had been drained, and his breathing changed from weak to steady.

"Phew, you survived. That's great, our big family has gained a new member."

The man in the trench coat chuckled, and with a flick of his finger, the rubber band on his mask snapped.

He was about to grab the other person's chin, trying to get a better look at the face that was mostly hidden by hair.

But the moment they touched, the young man suddenly opened his eyes.

A dark golden light shone from the bottom of his eyes.

"Don't touch me."

In an instant.

The man in the trench coat felt dizzy and crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

The young man's hand remained raised.

Blood trickled down his hand, down his forearm, and dripped onto the ground.

Then his body trembled, he closed his eyes, lost consciousness completely, and collapsed again.

Just a second before he collapsed, the man in the suit next to him caught him with one hand.

The man in the trench coat blinked, looking at the tall figure holding the young man, and asked curiously:

"Xuan Jin, why are you doing a handstand?"

Xuan Jin glanced at the things that had rolled to the corner and said:

"Your head has fallen off."

The man in the trench coat suddenly realized.

"Oh, I see. I thought it was something else. You scared me to death."

As soon as the words were spoken, the lonely head was pulled by countless blood vessels to the body standing beside it.

The head was reattached to the severed neck section, and the skin and flesh healed completely.

He looked at the young man in Xuan Jin's arms.

"This kid already has Yellow-level strength right after his transformation, right? The leader will definitely be happy to know."

As he spoke, he reached out, intending to take the young man from Xuan Jin's arms.

"If you don't like noise, then let him become my subordinate. I'll take good care of him."

Xuan Jin ignored him and carried the young man straight ahead.

"Oh, I forgot."

The man in the trench coat chuckled, slapped his forehead, and caught up with him.

"Your men suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Wan'an Alliance recently, so it's time to replenish your ranks with fresh blood. Giving them to you is perfectly acceptable."

"However, we should respect our family's wishes. Let's wait for the child to wake up and choose for themselves."

He walked around to stand in front of Xuan Jin.

The light from the alley entrance shone on the person in Xuan Jin's arms.

The young man's messy black hair parted to the sides, revealing his entire face.

His skin was very fair, his nose was straight, and his lips were thin and well-defined, appearing exceptionally soft at this moment.

"What a handsome human being."

"Xuan Jin, do you think he'll like our big family?"

Xuan Jin, carrying the person, didn't stop walking, and uttered a few words calmly:

"Chixin, you're a bit noisy."

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[Key plot point: On the verge of death, he was transformed into a monster by the villainous group. √]

Wen Yubai opened his eyes and saw a beige ceiling and chandelier.

He propped himself up to sit up.

There were two other people in the room.

A man in a white shirt sat on the sofa, his suit jacket casually draped over his shoulders, looking down at the magazine in his hand.

The other person leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a beige trench coat and holding a cup of tea.

She gazed outside with a smile on her lips, as if admiring something interesting.

The introduction of 188 came to mind.

The one laughing is the leader of the villainous group, Chixin.

The one who isn't smiling is Xuan Jin, the second-in-command of the villainous group.

Your next plot point is:

1. Upon discovering you've been transformed into a monster, you are filled with anger and hatred, and launch an attack against them (failure).

2. Encountered a guardian of the Wan'an Alliance and attempted to seek help (failed).

3. Attempt to escape (failed)

"it is good."

Wen Yubai responded in his mind and adjusted his facial expression.

Chi Xin walked over with a teacup in hand, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "Awake? How are you feeling?"

Wen Yubai looked up, his face blank and wary.

Who are you?

"Haven't you noticed? You're completely healed."

Wen Yubai took a deep breath subconsciously, and the suffocating feeling in his lungs disappeared.

An unprecedented power surged through his body, making him feel so light that he could leap up at any moment.

At the same time, his stomach felt terribly empty; he was so hungry.

But when his gaze swept over the snacks and fruits on the table, he had no desire to eat them at all.

Wen Yubai swallowed hard, and was about to continue following Chi Xin's words when he heard the other party speak first.

Are you hungry?

His tone was sincere, as natural as discussing the weather.

"There's plenty of food outside. What kind of food do you like? For men, women, or children?"