Quick Transmigration: God of Slaughter? But He Calls Me Baby! - Chapter 1

“Mm…”

A faint humming sound came from inside the room.
Under the quilt, the young boy curled up tightly, his body trembling slightly from time to time.

The white bedsheet was crumpled with countless wrinkles, and his slender fingers were tinged faint red.

Above his head, the little red light in the center of the surveillance camera finally went dark.

Qian Zhou casually tossed the idiotic starfish toy he had exchanged for with points back into the system’s storage space.

When the toy starfish hit the floor, it was still glowing and vibrating. The muted children’s song setting was somehow smashed back into full volume:

“Twinkle, twinkle little star… little star… little star…”

【System 052: I wasn’t planning to bother with you today, but you actually went and acted out a little porn scene for him. Now look, he’s coming back to deal with you.】

【Qian Zhou: I wish Gu Sheng would come back.】

Wasn’t this just one of those “I raised you, so everything about you belongs to me” simple, brain-dead missions? Easy win, no problem.

【System 052: Wish for it? I’d advise caution. This world’s difficulty is unprecedented—it has already risen to 3S rank.】

【Qian Zhou: 3S??? But I’m still a newbie.】

【System 052: A newbie who’s perfectly cleared eighty-six S-rank worlds?】

【Qian Zhou: Hmph. Tell me then, what’s Gu Sheng’s character setting that makes this place 3S?】

On System 052’s panel, a glaring bl00d-red line appeared:

【Extreme Psychopathy】

A mind so twisted that it transcends common sense.
A monster with terrifying intelligence and thought processes completely alien to normal people.

【System 052: Death rate in this world is currently 100%. The target is extremely dangerous—this slaughter king once set a record of instantly killing three hundred challengers in a single day. You just entered the world and had the guts to provoke him. Regret it now?】

【Qian Zhou: …You could’ve said so earlier.】

Although he regretted it, his mentality stayed steady.

His dear system was still pretty reliable.

052 not only had a pain-shielding function, but could also skip over the 18+ scenes for him.

No matter how hot things got, he’d never really suffer anything serious at the target’s hands. Kekekeke!

And if he happened to die, it was nothing more than a mission failure and some lost points.

【System 052: Gu Sheng is almost here.】

Qian Zhou lifted the quilt, stepped down barefoot, his feet sinking into the carpet as he walked downstairs.

The boy’s legs were sleek, pale, and long—full of youthful energy at first glance.

He ran right into a man nearly 1.9 meters tall, carrying with him a faint scent of cigarette smoke.

The mission target—Gu Sheng.

Qian Zhou quickly pulled his foot back from where it had stepped onto the man’s black leather shoe. “…”

Even standing one step higher on the staircase, he still had to look up slightly at him.

The man wore no expression. His looks carried a kind of ascetic coldness. That face—so good-looking it almost hurt.

Not only good-looking, it somehow felt strangely familiar to Qian Zhou. In his blurry memories, he could only recall that man had always been the one kneeling before him, speaking with lowered eyes.

A blank flashed across his mind before he snapped back.

Qian Zhou intimately clasped two of Gu Sheng’s fingers, his voice lilting with obvious coquetry:

“Gu Sheng… where did you go today? Who did you meet? Why are you only back now?”

At the sight of him, Gu Sheng suddenly smiled. Leisurely, he removed his tie and wrapped it around Qian Zhou’s wrist.

“Sounds like you missed me a lot?”

From the moment his eyes landed on Qian Zhou’s face, they hadn’t blinked once. His gaze brimmed with curiosity, scrutiny, and… was that delight?

Qian Zhou’s wrist tightened—the tie was like a venomous snake, binding his hands firmly together.

The only end that could loosen it was clutched firmly in Gu Sheng’s hand.

“Of course. I missed you so much.” The boy’s peach blossom eyes rippled with laughter, not the least bit panicked.

He lifted his bound hands toward Gu Sheng and asked with a smile: “Why are you tying me up?”

“One word at a time: To stop you from running.”

With a tug on the tie, Qian Zhou stumbled forward, falling right into his chest.

A strong, slender hand wrapped tightly around the boy’s waist.

This was already crossing the line of normal distance.

Gu Sheng’s fingers even slipped under his shirt, skin-to-skin.

A sharp shiver jolted through Qian Zhou, and for once he frowned, retreating half a step. “You…”

Gu Sheng lowered his gaze, silently staring at the arm Qian Zhou had pressed against him. The laughter in his eyes instantly vanished.

He narrowed them in displeasure, lifting one foot onto the stair step where Qian Zhou stood, boxing him in.

“What is it?”

“Weren’t you just playing with yourself in the room?”

The tips of Qian Zhou’s ears burned red. His eyes widened, feigning panic and shame so well it almost looked real. “Y-you—you…”

“Baby, weren’t you deliberately seducing me?”

Gu Sheng lowered his head, his gaze tracing from collarbone up to lips.

…Why did this one feel so different from all the others?

Sunlight spilled in through the windows, falling across the stairway railing, shadows on the wall tangling together.

The air around them seemed to heat up.

Qian Zhou couldn’t follow the twisted logic of this psychopath. So when Gu Sheng leaned in, he didn’t even realize—he was about to kiss him.

Not until his lips were pried open by a probing tongue and an overwhelming sensation flooded him.

The boy jolted back to awareness—

But it was too late to dodge or escape!

【Qian Zhou: I’m doomeddddddd——!!!】

He screamed internally until his legs nearly gave out from the kiss. Yet the system still hadn’t triggered the skip function.

It should’ve activated back when Gu Sheng touched his waist!

Vision spinning, Qian Zhou found himself slung over Gu Sheng’s shoulder, terrified.

His mind went blank with despair. His hands were bound tightly to the headboard before System 052’s voice finally crackled back to life.

Distorted, broken up, threaded with static interference:

【System 052: Host… it’s over… the plot… can’t be skipped…】

【Qian Zhou: No, that’s impossible—there shouldn’t be a situation like this…】

【System 052: H-ho—】

The voice cut off abruptly, even the static vanishing into silence.

Gu Sheng shed his suit jacket. Beneath the outline of his shirt, the lines of powerful muscle loomed.

Qian Zhou stared hopelessly at the ceiling, then down at his hands tied fast to the bedframe.

Silent tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

“Then… be gentle…”