Quick Transmigration: God of Slaughter? But He Calls Me Baby! - Chapter 4

Ever since the chairman of the Qian Corporation adopted that wolf-in-sheep’s-clothing surnamed Gu, he had fallen gravely ill and remained bedridden.

And not just him—other powerful figures had also met with accidents one after another.

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng made no attempt to hide his ambition, climbing higher and higher, and within half a year he had taken the entire corporation firmly into his hands.

Jiang Huachen loathed Gu Sheng to the core, but no matter how cautious he was, he still couldn’t stop Jiang En from opening the door to the wolf on his own.

The atmosphere instantly plummeted to freezing point. Gu Sheng’s face didn’t change as he walked toward Jiang Huachen step by step.

In a low voice, he said:

“Far from enough.”

Qian Zhou’s eyes widened slightly. He hadn’t expected Gu Sheng to tear away all pretense with Jiang Huachen so directly.

It was as if Gu Sheng truly feared nothing.

Jiang En, who had been hiding behind Qian Zhou, didn’t hear what was said.

He sniffled and hugged Qian Zhou’s arm pitifully. “Isn’t it because you’re sick that Uncle Gu took over the company?”

He paused, then his expression grew puzzled.

Uncle Gu had never appeared at important occasions. He might not understand all the intricacies, but he wasn’t stupid either.

Even someone like him, who spent his days eating little cakes, was often dragged out to make appearances.

So why was it that the one who had taken over the entire company—Gu Sheng—never once appeared in the public eye?

Could it be that Uncle Gu was…

Qian Zhou thought Jiang En had finally seen through Gu Sheng, finally realized the truth, so he pulled him aside and whispered:

“What did you figure out?”

Jiang En suddenly grabbed Qian Zhou’s wrist, looking extremely serious.

“Could it be… Uncle Gu is a genius!”

Even without his family’s support, he could still become the most amazing person in the company!

“……”

“You’re the real genius,” Qian Zhou muttered.

He felt like stupidity might be contagious and decisively pulled his arm back.

Just as he was about to observe the situation again, a slender pale waist was suddenly seized.

In the next second, he was lifted into Gu Sheng’s arms.

“Let’s go. Home.”

Qian Zhou’s eyes widened. He pushed at him and struggled hard. “I’m staying with Jiang En tonight! I’m not going home!”

Gu Sheng let out a cold laugh, not bothering to pretend anymore.

“You dare.”

With that, he shoved Qian Zhou into the back seat of the car.

Jiang Huachen didn’t even glance at Gu Sheng. He patted the still-stunned Jiang En on the shoulder. “Come on, back inside. Stay away from Gu Sheng from now on.”

Jiang En remained frozen in place, eyes following Gu Sheng’s back until he got into the car.

It wasn’t until the car started and rolled out of the front yard that he came to his senses.

Uncle Gu was gone. Qian Zhou was gone. Uncle Gu’s home-cooked meals were gone too.

“Waaah!”

Jiang En burst into tears right at the doorway. Jiang Huachen tripped on the threshold and nearly stumbled.

“No, wait—you, I—my little ancestor—don’t cry, don’t cry…”

“I’m not going home.” Qian Zhou repeated.

Gu Sheng, one hand on the steering wheel, shot back coldly: “Shut up.”

Through the rearview mirror, he cast him a dark, frightening look.

Something about Gu Sheng had been off ever since they got in the car—he’d nearly run two red lights.

His forearm strained against the wheel, veins bulging slightly, eyes holding back some dangerous emotion.

At a red light, he turned to look into the back seat.

Qian Zhou sat curled up in the farthest corner, hugging his knees, forehead against the glass, half-lidded eyes staring outside.

The light from the signals made his eyes rimmed with red, making him look even more despondent.

Gu Sheng let out a harsh breath, pulled over to the roadside, and got out.

Opening Qian Zhou’s door, he leaned in with both hands braced on the frame. “Do you think I can’t deal with you?”

“No.” Qian Zhou turned his head away, refusing to look at him.

The warmth of the car’s heater rushed out instantly, the door left wide open.

A cold wind hit Qian Zhou straight on, making him sneeze twice in a row.

Gu Sheng’s gaze dropped, noticing the boy was only wearing a thin shirt. His expression grew darker as he turned away without closing the door.

Qian Zhou shifted forward, moving closer to him, using Gu Sheng’s body to block some of the wind.

“Why don’t you want to go home?” Gu Sheng suddenly asked.

A moment ago he’d looked ready to kill.

Qian Zhou couldn’t figure out this pervert’s train of thought. He only mumbled in a wronged little voice: “I just… don’t want to go home.”

Gu Sheng snorted coldly and slammed the door shut.

A coat was tossed over Qian Zhou’s head. It carried residual warmth and a faint cool scent of pinewood.

【Strategy Value +2】

Huh?

Were all psychopaths this moody and unpredictable?

Qian Zhou wrapped himself tightly in the coat, leaving only his head exposed.

He looked outside and realized Gu Sheng had turned the car around. This wasn’t the way home.

He called out to 052 in his mind.

【Qian Zhou: Where’s he taking me?】

【System 052: To his company.】

Silence for a beat.

【System 052: Uh…】

【System 052: He seems to treat you a little differently.】

【Qian Zhou: Impossible. Didn’t you see him just now, raging like a wild boar?】

【System 052: No! You’re the only one who’s made it this far without losing your body.】

Qian Zhou’s face was full of question marks. Then he suddenly realized.

【Qian Zhou: Tell me! What’s the actual difficulty level of this world?!】

【System 052: Uh… hahaha… ahaha… it’s… 6S.】

【System 052: Actually, it’s fine, haha… it only shows up like once every 800 years. A bug isn’t that strange…】

【Qian Zhou: …I want to die.】

【System 052: No, no, no need! You’ve already outperformed most hosts!】

【Qian Zhou: And the ones who didn’t outperform?】

【System 052: They were dragged to Gu Sheng’s basement and dismembered. None of them survived past day three.】

【System 052: So, Host! As long as you live past day three, you can single-handedly bring the 100% death rate down to 99.99%!】

【System 052: And if you’re the first to clear a 6S world, the Lord God himself will personally present the award! Then I’ll get to see him too~~~ Hehehe~】

The system’s display turned into pink bubbly waves.

Expressionless, Qian Zhou cursed under his breath and immediately muted 052.

The car entered the business district, flanked by rows of neat office towers.

Qian Zhou realized he was sitting too close to Gu Sheng and quietly edged closer to the door.

Right now, he couldn’t look at Gu Sheng at all.

It was as if the man who had said he’d cook for him and Jiang En, who had draped a coat over his shoulders, who had actually respected his wish not to go home… was all just an act.

Qian Zhou now realized he couldn’t see through Gu Sheng anymore.

Was he truly the pervert who dragged people into a basement to torture them, or the unpredictable man who occasionally let him have his way?

His thoughts spiraled further and further—until a tapping sound brought him back.

Gu Sheng rapped his knuckles against the car window. Through the tinted glass, he could faintly make out the boy’s outline.

The oversized beige coat swallowed his frame, and even through the black privacy glass, Gu Sheng could tell his skin was pale.

He pressed a hand to the door handle and opened it.

Without the barrier, he could see Qian Zhou more clearly—how beautiful he looked, soft hair against his cheek, half his face buried in the coat.

As if he was especially sensitive to the cold.

Bracing himself against the doorframe, Gu Sheng leaned in.

“Still not getting out? Waiting for me to carry you?”