Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Lu Feng was dragged along as he transformed back into his original form.

Xia Yangyang suspected that he could actually hold on, and was just deliberately trying to change back, but she had no proof.

After pulling his upper body and waist onto the bed, Xia Yangyang's legs went weak, and she almost knelt down.

"Knock knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door; the hangover soup was ready.

The servants at this villa are quick and efficient.

Xia Yangyang got up to get it, but didn't notice that the shirt was pressed under his waist and abdomen. When she stood up with force, "rip—" all the buttons on the shirt popped open.

One of the bullets even hit Lu Feng's face, stinging him and causing him to furrow his brow and open his eyes a narrow slit.

The girl immediately panicked and tried to cover herself, but the glimpse of the scene still came into view, dimming the blue light in the narrow slit.

Reproduction is the ultimate goal that is imprinted in the genes of a Zerg male from birth.

This is the fundamental process by which the Zerg have been able to continue.

In the Zerg race, where males are abundant and females are scarce, the vulnerable females are greatly protected and have held a status superior to that of males for thousands of years.

This instilled in Lu Feng a deep-seated respect for human females.

In the Zerg race, competition among males often boils down to who has the largest, fullest, toughest, and most beautifully patterned abdomen, or whose limbs are the hardest and sharpest, or, in the worst case, a life-or-death battle.

However, the aesthetic preferences among females are not significantly different from those among humans.

To better conceal themselves and protect their offspring, females evolved a dull, insect-like body.

When a female displays her secondary sexual characteristics in front of a male, it is tantamount to actively seeking pleasure.

The instinct to reproduce leaves males defenseless; they would rather enter estrus early than disappoint a female.

Besides... this human female...

He always found it impossible not to be close to her. She possessed a strange yet powerful calming power. Whenever he got close, his shattered mental energy felt as if it were being straightened by a warm and gentle hand, a comfort that made him addicted.

But he kept in mind that this was the human world.

Humans and Zerg have different concepts of courtship.

The maid continued to knock on the door, accompanied by several deliberately lowered "Dr. Xia" calls.

Within this small space illuminated by flickering blue light.

Lu Feng shifted his increasingly intense gaze to the girl's cheek and asked in a low voice, "What does this mean?"

The sound seemed to contain a faint panting, like a tide brimming with desire, carrying a gentle yet aggressive quality.

He seemed to have misunderstood; he didn't know that her clothes were torn open because he was pressing her down.

Xia Yangyang kept observing his reaction.

Seeing that he didn't seem to mind, she hesitated for a moment, then naturally lowered her hand from in front of the leopard-print bra: "Boss, I... I don't want to work hard anymore."

"..."

The air was deathly still.

Lu Feng turned his gaze back to the ceiling and called out to the door, "Put it by the door."

"Yes, sir."

The servant's footsteps faded away.

Suddenly, Xia Yangyang felt a tightness around her waist. He used his insect abdomen to pull her into his arms, and his entire body squeezed onto the large bed.

He seemed to thoroughly enjoy this archetypal state of rest, closing his bloodshot eyes.

His burning forehead pressed against her hair, his lips almost touching her ear.

"You just need to take care of my sleep."

"..."

"Once I find the Queen, I will leave Earth and leave all my assets to you. Then you won't need to work hard anymore."

Judging from his tone, it seems he had already planned to do this.

She paused, recalling the phone call from earlier that day, and turned her head: "Is this the compensation you were talking about?"

Lu Feng countered, "You think it's too little?"

In the Zerg race, all males who serve females will willingly hand over their assets, which is the first guarantee that females will be willing to give birth to their offspring.

He did not accept her invitation, but gave her these things anyway, believing that they should be enough to compensate for the human female's pursuit of "reputation".

Xia Yangyang: No, bro, you have to say it like that.

Then I really have no complaints.

A father who wisely stepped down from the scene, leaving behind billions in assets for her and her child—that's absolutely amazing!

She cleared her throat, her eyes darting around: "Cough, barely."

Lu Feng closed his eyes and fell asleep again, retracting his limbs to avoid hurting her.

But after a while, there was a rustling sound of fabric, and Lu Feng pulled out the hard canned object that had been pressing against him from under his pillow.

"Insecticide..." He pronounced the large words on the label, his expression turning strange. "You don't actually think this stuff works on me, do you?"

He looked down at the girl in his arms. The girl didn't even blush. She snatched the insecticide and threw it away.

"Who put this under my pillow? I'm completely loyal to my boss; this is clearly an attempt to frame me."

"..."

*

Xia Yangyang sat at the dining table eating breakfast, savoring frame by frame in her mind the novel "The CEO's Arrogant Girl Can't Escape" while glancing at the elegant man dining across from her.

To win the extraordinary love of a domineering CEO, you must dare to take unconventional paths, ideally pushing your luck and making him think, "What a fiery girl! Congratulations, you've successfully piqued my interest."

But Xia Yangyang thought, why make things so complicated to win the love of a Zerg? Just help him get what he wants, isn't that enough?

There were no servants around.

"Was your injury yesterday... because you were almost finding what you were looking for?"

Lu Feng looked at the girl in front of him. Her dark hair fell across her forehead, softening the coldness of her features. After last night's encounter, it was as if the thin veil between them had been pierced.

"Hmm, we've found a clue."

Xia Yangyang blinked: "Do you have a portrait of her? Maybe I can help you find one. I have quite a wide network of connections, from all over the country."

Lu Feng shook his head: "When she came to Blue Star, she was still an egg."

卵？

Is...is this person still alive?

What if the egg isn't big enough and someone takes it home thinking it's an ostrich egg... or it's too big and scientists take it to study?

However, since Lu Feng has managed to get this far, he should firmly believe that the empress is still alive, so he won't ask such a stupid and annoying question.

"How long have you been looking for her?"

Lu Feng paused, lost in thought: "A very, very long time ago, from the moment I arrived on Earth, when I had nothing at all."

"But the Earth is so big, how did you find it?"

"We searched city by city, relying on the unique resonance of our race."

Xia Yangyang paused as she stirred the porridge with her spoon.

Persistence is indeed commendable, but blind persistence will only lead to missed opportunities, especially since he has been searching for so long.

"Have you ever thought about changing your approach?" Xia Yangyang leaned forward, her earnest eyes shining brightly.

"What's the thought process?"

"Think about it, finding her is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Perhaps she's hiding in a human city for some special reason, like to protect herself, and can't respond to you? Or what if you missed each other? Wouldn't that mean you'd never have a chance to meet?"

"..."

"But you can expose yourselves."

"..."

"By making the incident a big deal, given how advanced internet information technology is on Earth, if she is also looking for you, she will definitely see the relevant reports and will take the initiative to come to you, and you will be able to reunite."

Sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting soft shadows on the girl's face.

At first, his ears only caught her voice, but as her enthusiasm for helping grew, his gaze was unconsciously drawn to her and became focused.

It was a wonderful feeling, as if the distance between them had been shortened in that instant.

"Why have you helped me so much?" Lu Feng tilted his head, a faint blue light flickering in his dark brown eyes. "I am not of your kind."

He also revealed his true form to other humans, but they either became afraid or attacked him.

He was an insectoid, not a human, and he even threatened to eat her.

Why isn't she afraid of him?

He raised an eyebrow at the girl before him: "Does racial difference define a person entirely?"

Lu Feng was taken aback. The girl continued, "In my eyes, you are a gentleman and easy to communicate with. Even when you're being unreasonable, you always compensate me handsomely. My profession has helped many people, and I don't see anything special about helping you. Besides, we've already built trust, haven't we?"

She smiled slightly, her tone relaxed and natural, as if she were making everything a casual conversation, without any sense of pressure.

Such simplicity and authenticity are all the more precious.

"Wait me a moment."

Lu Feng suddenly stood up and went upstairs. When he came back, he had a flip-top round compass in his hand, which was slightly heavy.

The compass looked like it hadn't been used in a long time; the cover was covered in a thick layer of dust.

You need to wipe it repeatedly with disinfectant wipes to see the dark green color that the bronze has developed over time.

He handed her the cleaned compass and said, "This is a precious artifact of the Zerg, the Queen's compass. As long as you firmly believe in what you are looking for, it will point you in the right direction."

Xia Yangyang stroked the compass's casing with her fingertips, completely captivated.

"Why didn't you use something this useful sooner?"

Every inch of it is carved with exquisite patterns, which are spiraled, like a variant of some ancient and mysterious runes, or like vines growing in nature.

Why doesn't Lu Feng want to use it?

He sat back down opposite her and continued eating his unfinished breakfast: "Try opening it, and you'll see why I don't use it anymore. This compass is sealed by the will of the deceased empresses; only—"

"Click".

A very light yet crisp metallic click sounded as the mechanism clicked.

Lu Feng's body froze completely, the second half of the sentence, "Only the Empress can open it," still lingering on his tongue.

A beam of white light illuminated the girl's eyes, and her hair was blown about by the power that released the seal.

After a long while, the light dimmed and disappeared.

The girl couldn't hide her amazement.

The twelve gems in the compass point in twelve directions.

"That's amazing."

She couldn't wait to try this new thing. Holding the compass in both hands, she closed her eyes and thought about something, then opened her bright eyes and looked at the compass.

After a long pause, he frowned in confusion.

"So you're not using it because the compass is broken?"

She showed Lu Feng the compass with its silver needles flying wildly; it never stayed in one fixed direction.

"Please show me."

Lu Feng slowly stretched out his hand, his fingers trembling slightly.

He stared intently at the compass, almost unable to believe his eyes.

The chaotic compass became precise the moment it touched his palm, pointing to only one unwavering direction.

The silver needle has a smooth and fluid body.

Lu Feng felt as if something was blocking his throat, making it difficult to breathe. He slowly raised his head, following the needle tip—

Ahead of the pointer is a young girl holding a bowl of porridge, taking small sips.

Her eyelids were lowered, and her long eyelashes cast soft shadows in the morning light, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

"What...were you thinking about just now?"

A mix of intense anticipation and fear caused Lu Feng's voice to tremble violently, which he had to suppress.

He feared that if he lost control, everything before him would vanish without a trace.

After finishing her porridge, the girl was walking to pick up her bag from the sofa, seemingly about to go out.

When he asked, she turned to look at him and said, "I was thinking of you, and I kept silently repeating your name in my heart."

Xia Yangyang was just waiting for him to ask. She was truly a genius at seduction; when she used the compass, all she could think about was Lu Feng.

This is definitely a good thing to do to boost my popularity.

Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and a strong electric current instantly coursed through his body.

now it's right.

Because "Lu Feng" is not his real name at all.

*

Xia Yangyang didn't sleep well that night because she had a fight with Lu Feng.

Lu Feng forbade her from going out under the pretext of safety, and even made Aunt Wang stay by her side at all times. He even arranged a bed for Aunt Wang to sleep on, right next to her bed.

Xia Yangyang felt utterly humiliated, her teeth itching with hatred, but she held back when she thought about the compensation he promised.

When she got up in the middle of the night, she propped herself up and sat up.

I groggily opened my eyes and saw a huge dark shadow lying beside the bed.

She thought Lu Feng had returned and was about to lift the covers and get out of bed when she caught a glimpse of Aunt Wang, who had rolled off the bed and fainted in the snow-white moonlight not far away.

Xia Yangyang's eyes widened instantly, and she was no longer sleepy at all.

A wisp of warmth wafted through the air, and she caught a faint, refreshing scent of soap after a shower.

She instinctively tried to call for help, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a rough hand covered her lips.

Her palms were covered in thick calluses, which rubbed sorely against her lips and cheeks. A hazy mist filled her vision, and she let out a whimper like a young animal as she struggled.

The owner of that hand realized he had hurt her and eased his grip.

"It's me." His voice still carried a hint of youthful awkwardness.

Xia Yangyang searched through all the mental patients in her mind, but still couldn't match the owner of this voice to anyone else.

The man pressed his body against hers, and as if afraid she would break free, he wrapped his arms around her from behind.

Her hot, thick chest completely enveloped her.

He was very large, much stronger than Lu Feng.

"I'll let go, please don't scream, okay?" His voice was a little hoarse.

The female in his arms stiffened and nodded slightly.

The hand that had been covering her slowly and warily moved away; his hand was so rough that it had rubbed the woman's cheeks red in just a moment.

However, the little females were not trustworthy at all.

He had barely lowered his hand when she yelled towards the door, "Help—I need help! Waaah!!"

He quickly silenced the remaining cries with his palm.

"Why are you like this?" he said quickly, then complained to her with a hint of grievance, "I just wanted to return your things."

However, it was too late. Lu Feng had already instructed the servants to protect Xia Yangyang. As soon as she shouted, footsteps and the sound of grabbing weapons immediately came from the corridor.

Xia Yangyang felt the restraints on her body loosen, and something soft was placed in her palm.

The moment the servants rushed in, that person vanished into thin air.

"Dr. Xia!!"

The pitch-black room was suddenly illuminated, revealing only the wide-open window and Aunt Wang lying unconscious on the floor.

They swarmed in, checking every nook and cranny where people could hide.

Xia Yangyang squinted to adjust to the bright environment and looked at the softness in her palm—a pair of white-gray underwear with a pink bow embroidered near the left side.

It was the very one she had lost in the boxing ring lounge.

It had been washed very clean, folded as neatly as a handkerchief, and even still retained the warmth of the person's body.

Xia Yangyang's fingertips were trembling, as if she were holding a hot potato. Fortunately, her long black hair was hanging down her shoulders, and no one could see her red ear tips.

"Dr. Xia, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" A little girl sat down next to her, and she immediately hid her hands under the blanket.

"What just happened?"

Everyone looked at her with a mixture of anxiety and worry.

Xia Yangyang lowered her head, and with her body trembling slightly, she looked extremely guilty: "I'm sorry, nothing happened, it's probably... um, I was sleepwalking."