Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

My bones feel like they've all fallen apart.

Xia Yangyang frowned, turned over, and hugged the soft blanket beside her.

Her brow furrowed tightly, something flashed through her mind, and she suddenly opened her eyes—

White light shone through the edges of the pink curtains.

The walls are adorned with heartwarming handmade paintings, and the succulent plants in the pots in front of the computer desk create a familiar home décor.

Wait, is she in her own apartment, in her own bed?!

Shouldn't she be at the hotel? When did she come back? She has no memory of it at all.

"Click—"

The sound of a door closing came from outside. Xia Yangyang pricked up her ears and heard the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor, getting closer and closer.

The source of the sound was walking towards him.

He stood two or three meters away from the bed.

She pretended to be asleep, but to the other person it was like a child's clumsy trick.

Now that his true form has been seen, he no longer has any intention of hiding it.

"It seems there's no room for negotiation regarding last night's proposal."

The sound that suddenly rang out in the closed room carried a chilling aura, completely opposite to the elegant and abstinent man in my memory.

Xia Yangyang's body stiffened.

She could feel his gaze even through the blanket.

The surrounding air instantly froze, filling the air with an invisible sense of oppression.

"I came to Earth only to find something important, and I have no intention of harming the native inhabitants."

"..."

"But if you disagree, or try to expose me in any way, then I'll have no choice but to—eat you up."

*

Xia Yangyang thus voluntarily and involuntarily gained the opportunity to get closer to the person she was tasked with.

After all, opportunities like this, where you're paid to sleep with someone, are rare.

Just as she opened her suitcase, debating whether to wear leopard print or lace tonight.

The system cleared its throat twice and reminded the user: "[Master, the danger level of the S-rank target is not high, but it's not zero either.]"

Xia Yangyang was taken aback: [That makes sense.]

Then, it saw its master take out a powerful insecticide from the suitcase, hide one bottle under the pillow, one bottle in the dressing table, a mini bottle in the handbag, and finally, put on a sexy leopard print.

system:[……]

On the surface, she appears to be a sophisticated urban woman, but once she takes off her clothes, she turns out to be a sexy bombshell.

She's so good to Lu Feng, she even goes along with his unexpected antics.

So that he'll know that the world is so big, and a celibate CEO turning into a bug isn't that abnormal.

Xia Yangyang pretended to be reading a psychology textbook in the living room, but in reality, she was watching the soap opera "The CEO's Arrogant Girl Can't Escape" with the system in her mind.

She waited and waited, and even fell asleep while watching the show.

At 11 p.m., a young girl patted her and woke her up: "Dr. Xia, are you waiting for your husband?"

This is a high-end villa, and there are quite a few young women employed to manage the house.

Xia Yangyang rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Yeah... does he work overtime this late every day?"

"Yes, the gentleman only comes back every two or three days, and he stays at the company at night."

"I see, thank you."

Xia Yangyang stood up without a trace of lingering attachment and went back to her room to sleep.

The next day, she packed her bag and prepared to go out for her offline psychology get out of class.

The profession of a doctor, which demands benevolence and compassion, means that while one may put on a show of skill in ordinary times, one must possess genuine talent and ability when it comes to actual practice.

However, the moment she stepped through the door, the girls, who had been busy with their own things, suddenly all turned to look at her, as if they had eyes in the back of their heads.

Several older women suddenly appeared, blocking her way with their sleeves rolled up halfway.

"Dr. Xia, the master instructed that you cannot leave this room."

Seeing this, Xia Yangyang frowned: "Why?"

"You are free to move around in the villa, but you cannot leave. This is what the master instructed."

The aunt who was speaking had a rosy and full face, strong arms, and firm muscles. Her bright and piercing eyes clearly showed that she was a trained fighter.

"Wait a moment." Xia Yangyang took out her phone.

He swiped his finger to the contacts list, found Lu Feng's number, dialed it, and held it to his ear.

While waiting for her phone to ring, she tapped her toes rhythmically on the ground.

The call was connected.

[Hello, Dr. Xia, are you finding it difficult to settle in?]

The sky was clear and cloudless, but the voice on the other end of the phone sounded distorted, as if it were enveloped in a howling wind.

"It's not something I'm used to." Her tone was rather unfriendly. "I didn't know that being your private therapist required being confined to my home?"

[...I don't think we've reached the point where I can trust you not to expose me, even if you run off anywhere.]

"How could I do that? A whole day has passed. If I wanted to tell anyone, I would have called the police station already. I thought this was the most basic trust between us."

The noise from the other end of the line became louder, and Lu Feng suddenly took two rapid breaths.

She heard two "bang" sounds.

"Feed?" Xia Yangyang called out again after not receiving a response for a long time.

[Sorry, this is my first time using this service and I'm not very familiar with it.]

Xia Yangyang let out a half-hearted laugh: "It's okay."

[Put your phone on speakerphone, I'll talk to Aunt Wang.]

Xia Yangyang put her phone on speakerphone and placed it in front of Aunt Wang.

She said, "Wow, S-rank mission targets are indeed easy to talk to."

However, she immediately heard: "[Aunt Wang, please put her cell phone away, along with her other communication devices. I'll give them back to her when I get back.]"

"??!"

Aunt Wang had already snatched the phone away: "Okay, sir."

Xia Yangyang's eyes widened in disbelief. She rushed forward to grab it, but was stopped by several other women who were skilled in martial arts: "Lu Feng, you're going a bit too far!"

[Sorry, I'll make it up to you, beep beep beep—]

Okay, okay, the main theme is that everything gets a response, but nothing gets resolved.

Xia Yangyang couldn't snatch the phone back, so she went upstairs in anger.

*

No cage can imprison a bird that truly yearns for freedom.

She can stay here by herself and not go out.

But that's completely different from not being able to go out.

It was late at night.

A grappling hook was attached to the windowsill of a bedroom on the third floor, reflecting the cold metallic light in the moonlight, with a long hemp rope hanging down from the wall to the grass.

From a distance, you can see something that looks like a rugby ball, blending into the dark night, sliding down the rope.

Xia Yangyang landed steadily on her feet, her eyes bright, like stars plucked from the sky.

As expected, it was their first time and they were not familiar with the business. If they really wanted to imprison someone, what use would it be to just block the front door?

These windows, chimneys, toilet vents—where isn't there an exit?

She mentally complained, when the system suddenly popped up a message: [I told you not to run, hurry up and climb back.]

Xia Yangyang: [Why?]

System: [Because it's too late to run.]

The maid found out?

The villain really did die from talking too much.

Xia Yangyang frowned, took out the Sleep Hammer from the system space, and just as she turned around, her nose bumped into a hard wall.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her gaze shifted upwards, meeting a pair of eyes that radiated a faint blue light.

Didn't Aunt Wang just say that he wouldn't be back until the day after tomorrow?

"What are you doing here?"

She sensed something was wrong.

The window through which she escaped was completely behind the main entrance of the villa. If he had just returned, how could he have found her directly?

They should at least have searched the entire villa before finding it.

Is his nose that sensitive? He found it just by following the scent?

Suddenly, the wall of flesh in front of her lost its strength and fell towards her. Xia Yangyang quickly put away the hammer, her back slammed against the wall.

"Don't speak." His voice was hoarse, as if he were in some kind of pain. He covered her mouth with one hand. "I'll be fine after a while."

Xia Yangyang's keen nose detected a bloody smell, which became stronger the closer the two of them got.

She then recalled the two "bangs" she heard during the phone call that morning.

Is it fighting with something?

She hadn't unlocked the Zerg's information yet and didn't know anything about them, so she could only follow his force and slowly slide down to sit on the grass.

His eyes were closed, a rare vulnerability settling over them, and the blue markings that appeared on his face and neck flickered in and out.

The servants in the villa seemed unaware of his Zerg identity.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have collapsed outside and wouldn't have let her call for help.

About half an hour later, the strange light faded, and Lu Feng opened his extremely tired eyes.

"Dr. Xia, please help me back." His voice was still frighteningly hoarse.

Xia Yangyang looked at his outstretched hand, but didn't take it. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Is this considered one-on-one assistance, boss? If you don't trust me, there's no way I can help you. What if I expose your secret as soon as I walk in? I advise you to be careful, after all, we haven't reached your ideal level of trust yet."

Lu Feng glanced at her, seemingly waiting for her to state her price.

Xia Yangyang gave a sly smile: "Will you give me back my phone, boss?"

Lu Feng remained silent for a moment, then smirked.

"return."

Xia Yangyang smiled with satisfaction, patted her bottom and stood up, grabbing his arm and letting him lean most of his body on her back.

The auntie on night shift was horrified when she saw them and immediately tried to call for help.

Xia Yangyang immediately put her index finger up to make a shushing gesture: "Shh—Mr. Lu is just drunk from a business dinner. He doesn't want to disturb everyone's rest. Go and make some hangover soup."

"Okay, okay!" The only auntie on duty was also sent away.

Xia Yangyang seemed to hear a soft chuckle behind her.

Or perhaps she misheard.