Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The lights flickered on and off.

In the blurry vision, a scene of ruins appeared.

The unfocused eyes slowly turned to the left, the thick blue wire snapped and sparks flew out, then turned to the right, where twisted severed limbs lay on the ground alongside a sterile gown.

The ground was now a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Xia Yangyang was breathing heavily.

The buzzing sound gradually faded away, and my wandering consciousness finally returned to reality.

The strong smell of blood made her instinctively grab the man's chest, which was as hard as a wall, and vomit.

A large, cold hand lifted her chin from one side, three fingers almost pinching her entire face, sinking into the soft flesh of her cheek.

Victor's voice came from above, cool and detached, carrying the disdain and contempt of a natural-born superior.

"Why are you afraid of mere ants?"

Xia Yangyang froze, instinctively following the sound, and met the cold, handsome, and deep-set eyes.

He then realized that she had been sitting in his arms the whole time, just as familiar as they had been countless times before.

Her eyes suddenly reddened, her fingertips trembled as she touched the bloodstains on her bluish skin: "Victor..."

What are you doing here?

How did you escape the experimental tank?

She remembered that there was a high-voltage electric grid on that tank.

If he could have escaped from the beginning, why would he have confined himself to that small vat for ten years? And why would he have dug out a deep water area hundreds of meters deep with his fingernails during those ten years of loneliness and solitude?

She remembered him saying that the reason he kept digging in that direction was because he could always hear distant cries from the ocean.

The sea is etched in his blood; he is a child of the ocean.

Countless questions piled up in my throat, and for a moment I opened my mouth, not knowing which one to ask, but two lines of clear tears flowed down my cheeks first.

Victor's brow furrowed deeply, enough to trap a fly: "What are you crying about?"

Xia Yangyang quickly wiped away her tears and pointed to the scalpel stuck in his arm: "You're bleeding."

Victor's face instantly turned sour, as if being injured by a weak human weapon was a shameful thing.

He pulled out the scalpel without batting an eye and vehemently denied it.

"That's human blood."

Xia Yangyang burst into laughter through her tears, covering the gushing blood with her hands: "Yes, it's human blood, the great and invincible ocean god, forever indestructible."

Victor raised his chin arrogantly, then clicked his tongue in surprise: "What are you laughing at now?"

"Laugh at my survival. There's an old saying: people who laugh often have good luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of footsteps came from outside, countless police boots clattering on the floor.

Victor covered her mouth: "Except for silly giggles."

Although Victor has thick skin and tough flesh, his vital internal organs are protected by hard scales.

Xia Yangyang was still worried, as killing so many people had caused quite a stir.

This batch is definitely better equipped than the last one, and they might even have a killer weapon specifically designed to counter him.

"Why did you come to save me?" she asked him.

"Because you called me," he replied matter-of-factly.

It seems that this is the natural order of things; males protecting females is an instinct ingrained in their genes. Humans have weighed the pros and cons, and this instinct has evolved into a virtue.

Xia Yangyang struggled to control her pounding heart and hugged his neck tightly.

Suddenly, everything went dark.

It turned out that Victor had somehow produced a piece of black cloth and wrapped her up from head to toe.

She was afraid, so he wouldn't let her see those scumbags she feared.

His deep, disdainful voice rang out softly from beside my ear through the black cloth, while in the distance came the increasingly close sounds of guns and bulletproof vests rubbing against each other.

"You're truly the weakest companion I've ever seen. You can be bitten to death by sharks, strangled by water snakes, electrocuted by electric eels, and even scream when a crab pinches your hand..."

Xia Yangyang: "..."

What time is it? You still can't help but complain about her?

Outside the operating room, the special police slowed their pace due to their vigilance, with only a steel door separating the two groups of officers.

The air fell silent, except for Victor's long sigh, which was particularly clear.

His cold palm, through the fabric, gently and softly stroked her head.

"But who can blame me for being so strong? If I don't protect you, the ocean will easily question my strength."

She remained as flamboyant as ever, with an unparalleled arrogance.

Xia Yangyang secretly raised her middle finger.

But the scene at this moment suddenly appeared on the system screen.

Victor on the screen was gazing intently at her, his gaze filled with a desperate, all-or-nothing conviction that seemed to penetrate her soul, as if she could see into the distance.

Xia Yangyang's expression became complicated. She silently lowered her middle finger and nestled in his arms.

Xia Yangyang was unable to witness what happened next.

All she could hear was the endless banging of gunfire and the rustling of fabric, which blocked out most of the noise of the fight.

Light shines through, and the black cloth in front of you turns red and then darkens.

She smelled a bloody stench that was a hundred times, ten thousand times stronger than before.

Hot blood was splattered directly onto her face.

It could support her arms, always strong and reliable.

The system opened doors and guided her, and she stared at the system screen, pointing out every corner and gate to Victor.

As they got closer to the exit, Xia Yangyang could hear his heart pounding strongly, the rhythm getting faster and faster, as if it were about to leap out of his chest.

The cold wind carrying a hint of salty seawater smell.

Viktor's voice trembled with barely suppressed excitement as he cradled her head amidst the hail of bullets: "Which way are we going?"

It's obviously the world outside the base, isn't that obvious?

Xia Yangyang thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the place where you keep hearing the crying."

She felt his body suddenly stiffen, and then every muscle in his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

It's like finally finding a mother who has been lost for many years.

It's more like a child returning home for the first time.

"You... are willing to come with me?" His voice trembled, then he suppressed it, his tone unusually uncertain and tentative.

Xia Yangyang: "You forgot, it was you who turned me into a member of the ocean."

Victor seemed to recall some unpleasant memories.

His tone suddenly tightened: "You don't want to?"

Xia Yangyang smiled and kissed his cheek through the fabric: "Take me home with you."

The rising steam enveloped his blood-stained fins.

It was an unprecedented encouragement; he tightened his arms around her, and even the heart in his chest felt burning hot.

The sounds of artillery shells seemed to have faded into the distance, and the noise of humanity grew fainter and fainter.

The wind whistled in my ears.

They broke through the last gate, the system manipulated the computer, and the gate was locked tightly.

Fortunately, the underground research institute at the time was willing to use materials on the door, so no matter how much gunfire and bombardment came from inside, the door remained as solid as if it had been welded shut.

The sunlight shone softly and warmly on his bluish-green skin.

But at that moment, the bloodthirsty aura unique to Victor also began to emerge.

"The smell of blood is so strong. Are you injured, Victor?" Xia Yangyang said, trying to remove the black cloth, but he suddenly grabbed her hands.

"Injured?!" He feigned surprise, his words exaggerated. "What a joke! How could I possibly be injured? Your human drizzle wouldn't even burn a strand of my hair."

Xia Yangyang hesitated for a moment, because a normal Victor would never use such a strong rhetorical question to prove himself.

"Let me take a look, so I can feel at ease."

"You have absolutely no need to worry!"

Xia Yangyang was startled by his shout and stood there with her head held high.

A deathly silence fell over the room.

Victor was somewhat exasperated, his arms bound by the black cloth: "It's not safe enough now. I'll take it off for you when we get to the sea."

The person in his arms remained motionless, so Victor assumed she had agreed and silently led her toward the sea.

After walking through a coconut grove, the sand on the beach became finer and thinner.

Victor stared blankly at the vast expanse of azure before him.

The cool seawater shimmered and lapped against his battered tentacles with each wave.

He raised one of his tentacles, poked it into the shallow water, and was startled by the novel sensation, so he quickly pulled it back.

Like a child stepping into a puddle for the first time on a rainy day, they tentatively explore before finally immersing most of their body in.

Although Xia Yangyang couldn't see the actual scene, she could hear the cries of seagulls circling overhead, accompanied by the sound of the crashing sea, which was equally delightful.

System: [That's not a seagull, that's a human call.]

Xia Yangyang, still basking in the freedom of the wind, chuckled foolishly: [Nonsense, how could humans possibly be in the sky?]

System: [Because once they come down, you two are game over.]

The system's radar panel detected dozens of small red dots and emitted a "beep beep beep" alarm sound.

The roar of helicopter rotors grew closer and closer; it wasn't just one or two, but dozens.

It hovered above their heads.

Xia Yangyang: [Holy crap? What's going on?]

During system monitoring, the helicopter's side door opened, and a soldier in camouflage uniform, carrying a cannon on his shoulder, aimed at the two men.

She heard commands from the walkie-talkie in the signals eavesdropped by the system.

"The experiment is not over yet; we must capture subject number 233 alive."

"If he manages to escape and enter the deep water..." The walkie-talkie fell silent.

"Then we must destroy it completely, no matter the cost!"