The Little Guy 05

Mo Xuan nodded. "With how close we are... wait."

Fang Zhiyi looked at him; Mo Xuan's eyes were somewhat evasive.

Mo Xuan looked at Fang Zhiyi for a good while, then suddenly gritted his teeth. "I'll tell you a secret."

Fang Zhiyi paused, recalling carefully. There was a similar memory from the original owner of his body. Mo Xuan had gotten drunk once and wanted to tell Fang Zhiyi a secret. However, Fang Zhiyi hadn't liked him to begin with, so he just casually brushed him off, threw him onto the bed, and immediately went home.

Only this time, Mo Xuan hadn't been drinking.

"You..." Mo Xuan looked very hesitant. He previously thought Fang Zhiyi was a man of few words, but now he had added the label "violent" to his impression of him. Fang Zhiyi wouldn't slap him for what he was about to say, right? Mo Xuan subconsciously reached out and covered his face.

"If you don't want to tell me, then forget it. Bye." Fang Zhiyi turned his head and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Mo Xuan finally made up his mind. If he didn't say it now, he would die holding it in.

"I... I'm actually not from this world, you know?" Mo Xuan hesitantly uttered these words. He looked at Fang Zhiyi nervously. Perhaps Fang Zhiyi would call him crazy or say he had slept until he became stupid. If that happened, there would be no need for him to continue.

But the Fang Zhiyi in front of him just looked at him, his face devoid of any expression.

"That's it? I'm leaving. Bye."

Mo Xuan felt helpless. "Bro, big bro, don't go. Wait."

Fang Zhiyi stopped once again.

"I originally lived in another world, you know? Then, because I was hit on the head by a rock, I woke up here." As Mo Xuan said this, it was as if a huge burden had been lifted off him. He plopped down on his butt. "I've told others before, but they all said I must have been confused from a fever."

"You're different, really. I feel that with your personality, you'd definitely be a very good friend. I used to have a friend like you; we grew up together since we were kids." Mo Xuan's face was full of reminiscence.

Fang Zhiyi remained silent, while Little Hei looked around guiltily.

As if to prove his point, Mo Xuan added, "I'm really not lying to you! In my previous world, there were many strange things. For example, mobile phones that could make calls, boxes that could watch TV, and planes that could fly. It's just like the ones drawn in the ancient books you were reading earlier. Those animals, yes, those animals! The ones with long necks, giraffes, do you understand?"

Fang Zhiyi tilted his head to look at him.

"I don't mean anything else. I just want someone to listen to me... I miss my family very much, but I don't know how to go back."

"Alright, I get it." Fang Zhiyi patted his shoulder. "Don't mention this to anyone else from now on, lest you be treated as a madman."

Mo Xuan froze for a moment, then grabbed his hand excitedly. "You believe me? You really believe me?"

That day, Mo Xuan spouted a bunch of nonsense. Fang Zhiyi didn't stop him and even stayed for dinner at his house. To be honest, despite their high status and power, the Mo family's chef was truly subpar.

"Well, I was going to tell you, but I wanted to see if you could guess it," Little Hei said somewhat guiltily on the way back.

Fang Zhiyi rolled his eyes at it. "Do you really take me for an immortal? Guess? But it makes sense. If the male protagonist of this kind of world has so many flaws gathered in one body... the possibility of him being a transmigrator is indeed very high. He is quite pitiful, though, not even having a system."

"No wonder he took the initiative to approach the original owner in the original plot. In an unfamiliar environment, a person feels insecure and can't wait to find a friend they consider reliable. But now that I'm here, he might be scheming a bit more, including trying to rope me in or something like that..."

Little Hei remained noncommittal.

However, from that day on, Fang Zhiyi stopped going to the library. Instead, he treated Mo Xuan's house as a reference room and even became well-acquainted with Mo Xuan's cheap grandfather. The old master of the Mo family showed great approval for Fang Zhiyi's manners and eagerness to learn. Consequently, Mo Xuan was ordered to follow Fang Zhiyi and learn more from him.

"Look at Fang Zhiyi, how studious he is! Then look at yourself, all you know is how to play every day. How are you going to inherit the Mo family's estate in the future?"

This action also changed the path of another character. The girl with the thick bangs no longer crossed paths with Mo Xuan, and from then on, her days remained very peaceful.

Fang Zhiyi sighed with emotion, thinking that a world without the Heavenly Dao was truly wonderful. At least there weren't any psychos messing with those inexplicable threads of fate.

Unlike before, Mo Xuan had now practically become Fang Zhiyi's little follower. He didn't know why, but Fang Zhiyi appeared far more composed than him, making him unconsciously obey Fang Zhiyi's commands.

Moreover, Fang Zhiyi never refuted him when he talked about his homeland. Sometimes, he would even ask with great interest about the customs of his hometown and such. This made Mo Xuan feel fully respected. Fang Zhiyi believed him; he hadn't misjudged the person.

Mo Xuan even thought that if he just stuck with Fang Zhiyi from now on, maybe he could even become a big shot himself one day?

"It's over. He still hasn't realized he's the protagonist," Little Hei threw up its hands. "You, as the catalyst, have gone off track and made things a bit difficult to manage."

"Don't worry, he's still that genius... But it's good that he isn't going to be a stallion, otherwise I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to resist breaking his third leg."

Mo Xuan didn't know Fang Zhiyi was talking about him. He just inexplicably felt a cold breeze blow past his crotch and couldn't help but shiver. "Why doesn't this world have woolen underwear?"

Turning his head, he happened to see Fang Zhiyi staring at him, and Mo Xuan smiled awkwardly.

He knew Fang Zhiyi was very strong. He originally thought he was the Chosen One, as he could feel a surge of power within his body even before the so-called Divine Selection. That day, he had merely wanted to show off to Fang Zhiyi, but in almost an instant, his right hand, which was gathering energy, was gripped by Fang Zhiyi. The force transmitted from that grip let him know immediately that as long as the other party wanted to, he would be killed before he could even use his ability.

"But clinging to a big shot's thigh is also a good choice... Hehe, maybe I can even find a pretty girlfriend in the future..." Mo Xuan scratched his butt and walked happily out the door.

Recently, the atmosphere in the school had been very strange, and the source of this strangeness was Fang Zhiyi. He came and went in a whirlwind all day long, and that legendary genius of the Mo family followed right behind him, coming and going in the same hurried manner. This left those who wanted to suck up to them or deliver love letters with no opportunity at all.

And if anyone offended Fang Zhiyi, they would immediately be served with a tight slap to the face. After he finished hitting someone, Mo Xuan would eagerly trail behind to clean up the mess, leaving no one with anything to say about it.