QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 350 - 11.23

Shen Muzhou’s eyes became completely clear, no longer carrying the previous confusion, struggle, or haze. He sat up swiftly from the bed, then got up and pulled Jiang Jiamian tightly into his arms.

"I am Shen Muzhou... and also Qi Yan."

His voice was steady, yet filled with emotion. It felt as though he hadn’t seen Jiang Jiamian for a very long time. He held him tightly, his deep voice trembling faintly. "Jiamian... it’s been a long time. A really long time."

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

Jiang Jiamian hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head slightly to look at him. "Are you Shen Muzhou or Qi Yan? What do you mean by both? Do you have Qi Yan’s complete memories?"

Everything about the man in front of him, his tone, voice, mannerisms, was still Shen Muzhou.

But that ’long time’... Shen Muzhou himself hadn’t been separated from him for long.

So that feeling could only belong to Qi Yan.

Shen Muzhou nodded without hesitation. "Yes. I have all of Qi Yan’s memories. Jiamian... does that mean we’ve been together for more than one lifetime?"

His voice grew more excited as he spoke. "So we really do have a past-life connection? No wonder... no wonder I felt such an inexplicable urge to find you before. It turns out we were lovers in another life, destined to meet again in this one!"

After awakening Qi Yan’s memories, Shen Muzhou didn’t know how many more lifetimes there might be. But based on Qi Yan’s life alone, he had already concluded that he and Jiang Jiamian were lovers whose bond transcended reincarnation.

Jiang Jiamian fell silent for a moment.

Then, a bold idea quietly took root in his mind. He had only written part of the first world, and that alone had triggered Shen Muzhou’s awakening of Qi Yan’s memories.

If he continued writing...

Would Shen Muzhou also awaken the memories from the subsequent worlds?

And if all those memories accumulated.... Wouldn’t that be equivalent to merging all the fragments into a complete main soul?

After all, in the world of the android Nano, he had already considered this question: If you copy someone’s memories... is that the same as copying their soul?

Memories could persist.

Could a soul be reconstructed from them?

"Jiamian?"

Seeing that he had pulled him into his arms in excitement, yet the person in his embrace seemed lost in thought instead of responding, Shen Muzhou frowned slightly. "What are you thinking about? Also... did you already know? Did you already have memories of your past life or know that Qi Yan was me?"

Including this life, Shen Muzhou only had memories of two lives.

So naturally, he assumed Qi Yan was simply his previous life.

Jiang Jiamian smiled.

A mysterious, unreadable smile.

"Past life? You won’t think that way for long."

He paused slightly before continuing, "Let me remind you, what I’m writing is quick transmigration."

Quick transmigration.

A series of worlds.

Not just one past life.

Shen Muzhou’s pupils shrank sharply.

His eyes lit up with overwhelming shock and excitement, mixed with disbelief. The force of his arms tightened suddenly, as if he wanted to fuse Jiang Jiamian into himself.

"You mean..." His voice trembled. "You mean... we’ve been together across many lifetimes?"

So that unexplainable pull he felt.

The instinct that drove him to seek Jiang Jiamian out.

The desire that made him cross the line again and again...

None of it was without reason.

It was because everything, love, obsession, desire, had long been carved into his very soul.

Even if the world changed, even if identities and appearances shifted, what was engraved in the soul would not.

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying it.

"Want to know more?" He said lightly. "Then I’ll continue. You keep writing."

Although Shen Muzhou desperately wanted a direct answer, he suppressed his curiosity and slowly let go of Jiang Jiamian. He walked to the desk and sat down obediently.

"Uh... well, you..." Jiang Jiamian pointed at him, hesitating slightly.

Shen Muzhou turned around in confusion. "Hm? What is it?"

Jiang Jiamian averted his gaze. His tone was casual, almost indifferent. "Is there anything else wrong? Do you need to rest first? We have enough drafts anyway, no need to rush."

Shen Muzhou couldn’t help but smile.

"You’re worried about me, aren’t you?" He teased softly. "If you are, just say it. Why act so awkward? Haven’t we already... done everything? What is there left to hide between us?"

After inheriting Qi Yan’s memories, he had felt nothing but fear.... Fear that Jiang Jiamian would leave him.

He couldn’t even tell whether Jiang Jiamian loved him or not.

But now, combining those memories with his current life...

And suspecting that Jiang Jiamian had been with him across multiple lifetimes...

What was there left to doubt?

Don’t just look at what he says.

Look at what he does.

Even if Qi Yan never received clear affection in his lifetime, this person had still stayed with him, life after life, until now.

And yet a simple expression of concern still came out so stiffly?

This wasn’t just stubbornness.

This was a mouth sealed shut with steel.

Jiang Jiamian immediately became annoyed and embarrassed. He turned back sharply, glaring at him.

"What relationship do we have? Huh?" He snapped. "Aren’t we just employer and free butler? Hmph. If you’re not going to write, then go cook. I’m hungry."

Worried about him?

Who was worried about him?

At most, he was just afraid something might happen to Shen Muzhou, if that happened, not only would the mission fail, but he’d also lose a transcriber.

And writing himself would be exhausting!

How could a dignified transmigrator personally type all day?

What if his hands got rough?

Shen Muzhou wisely chose not to expose him. He only chuckled softly, his tone gentle and indulgent. "Alright. I’ll go cook now. I’ll make your favorite, spicy green chili fish."

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow. "That’s more like it. Hurry up. After eating, we’ll continue writing. Let’s get to the second world as soon as possible."

He was already eager to see if Shen Muzhou would awaken the memories beyond Qi Yan.

And if he did, what would Shen Muzhou become?

Would he remain primarily himself?

Or would he gradually approach the complete main soul...

And become something like...

The group leader?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiamian watched Shen Muzhou’s departing figure and couldn’t help but extend his divine sense again, re-entering the quick transmigration chat group.

He wanted to see whether the group leader had responded.

He seriously suspected that this guy was deliberately avoiding him.

After all, just a moment ago, the group leader had been replying, even ordering him to revise the text. But before Jiang Jiamian could say anything further, Shen Muzhou’s situation had suddenly erupted, and now, no matter how many times he tagged him, there was no response.

The timing was far too suspicious.

Entering the group, Jiang Jiamian took a closer look and immediately felt both disappointed and irritated.

The group leader still hadn’t replied.

He must be avoiding him on purpose, dodging the issue of Shen Muzhou awakening the memories of other worlds’ fragmented souls.

Not only that, but perhaps because of the group leader’s earlier appearance, ’I can’t think of a name’ and ’Sword Master’ had also grown noticeably more reserved.

The last message in the chat was still from before he left.

Neither of them had spoken again.

The atmosphere was no longer relaxed and casual like before. It had become stiff and restrained.

[Lone Commander: Are you there? Can you help answer the question above? Stop playing dead! @Group Leader]

Playing dead?

Either stay completely silent from the start, like before, when he and the others could chat freely without restraint, or don’t play dead at all. When something actually happens, come out and face it properly.

But this group leader...

When he shouldn’t play dead, he disappears.

When he should stay silent, he shows up and ruins the mood.

This kind of behavior pushed Jiang Jiamian’s patience to its limit.

He couldn’t hold back his irritation any longer.

[Lone Commander: If you don’t come out, I’ll write all the mission target characters as bottoms! I’ll never change it again! @Group Leader]

Peeking silently, I can’t think of a name and Sword Master: "..."

Jiang Jiamian actually dared to threaten the group leader?!

Why would that be the threat?

What does top and bottom in his novel have to do with the group leader?

Even if the group leader had asked him to revise it, there was no way he would care that much about such a setting, right?

Just as that absurd thought began to take root...

A message suddenly appeared.

[Group Leader: Don’t you know whether those characters are tops or bottoms? What’s the point of deceiving yourself?]

I can’t think of a name and Sword Master: "..."

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Why was such a ridiculous idea suddenly creeping into their minds?!

Jiang Jiamian, however, only grew more annoyed when he saw the reply.

[Lone Commander: Oh, so you are here? Weren’t you pretending to be dead just now? What, suddenly back again? It seems the group leader is selectively blind?]