Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The spaceship landed on a vast expanse of land.

The Zerg warriors had already assembled on this land.

Their figures appeared exceptionally magnificent in the afterglow of the setting sun.

As the hatch slowly opened, the Zerg warriors flapped their wings, emitting a faint buzzing sound, seemingly expressing their excitement and anticipation.

The figure of the Zerg Queen emerged in the light.

She stood at the very front, walking out slowly, so beautiful, elegant and dignified.

Behind her were three long-absent generals, and behind them were seven or eight veterans.

The Empress surveyed the surroundings, her powerful voice like the morning sun, giving every soldier strength and hope:

"You've worked hard, soldiers!"

That was a garbled Zerg language phrase.

A surge of fervent emotion welled up in the hearts of all the soldiers.

"To die for the Zerg is our honor!" the tall general shouted excitedly.

He slammed one knee to the ground, bowed his head in a devout and trembling manner, and touched his left shoulder with his right hand.

Then, all the soldiers were ignited by these words.

They all knelt down and bowed their heads in respect.

"To die for the Zerg is our honor!!!"

The armored body resembled a vast expanse of fallen rice stalks, or a mountain torrent bowing in submission before a dam.

Their voices were overwhelming and powerful.

The Zerg seemed to revive at that moment.

The darkness and grotesqueness that had haunted him for years were all dispelled by the Queen's return.

Xia Yangyang smiled slightly, her calm smile piercing through all steel guns and shields, spreading warmth and faith to every Zerg present.

Bai Ye stood behind Xia Yangyang, his burning gaze unable to leave her face.

The stark contrast between the girl crying in his arms and the powerful empress before him created a deadly allure, like a poison.

Unseen by anyone else, a short video was playing synchronously within the system space.

On the large black screen, the male protagonist in the video also stepped out of the spaceship, his actions and words almost entirely synchronized with Xia Yangyang's.

The title of that video is—

The Quick Guide to Becoming a Starfarer: The Return Edition

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In the center of the Zerg capital stands an extremely tall flagpole.

It rises abruptly from the ground, piercing the sky.

The flagpole is made of a heavy rare metal, with a cold, dark sheen on its surface.

Regardless of scorching sun or raging storms, this flagpole remains steadfast.

The fact that the empress was not fully developed is a secret.

Only the insect doctor and the three generals knew.

If the Zerg were to learn that the Queen's health was failing, it would undoubtedly reignite tensions.

Although the three generals were the best catalysts for the Empress's development, the war was intense, and General Lu and General Zero had already gone to the southeast and northwest respectively.

Only General Bai is left to hold the fort in the capital.

The Empress is unaware of this matter for the time being... well, she probably isn't, because General Bai was the one who went to report it, and he has been inside for seven days without coming out.

The Queen's Medicinal Bath.

Damp brown stains covered the entire room.

A large, circular pool of water rippled outwards from the area near the high-reflection-angle atomic glass.

Xia Yangyang gripped the edge of the pool with all her might.

Her snow-white arms were adorned with plum blossoms, and her neck and collarbone were marked with concentric circles of teeth marks.

This glass panel offers absolute privacy. From here, Xia Yangyang can see the worker insects bustling around without any obstruction, while the insectoids outside can only see a black expanse of glass.

The war left indelible scars on the capital, but the workers united as one and worked tirelessly to build new bricks.

This made her feel embarrassed and ashamed.

Instead of leading the Zerg in war as the queen, she's doing this kind of thing here.

Bai Ye whispered in her ear, "Reproduction is the most important thing for the Zerg. Your offspring are especially important to the Zerg. How can you not understand? You should quickly shift your thinking from humans to Zerg."

The rippling waves subsided for a while.

Xia Yangyang lay on the edge of the medicinal bath, her long hair completely wet, clinging to her back and outlining her beautiful body curves.

She rubbed the tip of her right hand against the yellow sapphire ring, the size of a pigeon's egg, that she was wearing on the middle finger of her left hand.

The surface of the gemstone is crystal clear and flawless.

Upon closer inspection, one can see a warm halo flowing within it, like life itself.

Xia Yangyang: [It's been seven days, have you figured out the function yet?]

The large screen in front of the system looked like it had been infected with a virus, with pop-up windows constantly appearing. The system itself was huddled in a corner, covered in cobwebs.

After a long pause, the system finally managed to utter: "[This ring... doesn't seem to belong to this world.]"

Xia Yangyang: [Huh? What do you mean?]

System: [Currently, it appears to be a gem with spatial capabilities, thus capable of storing the undead, but...]

The system seemed to have encountered a century-old problem and suddenly became speechless.

Xia Yangyang twirled the ring, then took it off, squinting one eye to examine it through the light: [But what?]

System: [But that's not its full power.]

As you know, the power of space is immense. Storage is just the most basic kind. Space can be torn apart, compressed and stretched, and can also become a bridge connecting two spaces.

But if it truly possessed such a function... wouldn't it be like a bug in the universe, existing in interstellar space? I don't understand why the Time and Space Administration would place it here.

Xia Yangyang was nonchalant as she extended a thread of her spiritual energy, touching the gemstone.

She casually remarked, "Perhaps it was accidentally left here by your Time and Space Administration?"

The system immediately retorted: [Impossible! Absolutely impossible. Such a serious error—if it were truly a problem with the Time and Space Administration, we would have sent people to fix it long ago!]

Xia Yangyang shrugged: [Fine, well.]

She understood that it was like a company boss; the person who sets the rules never admits that there are loopholes in their rules, and by the time they realize it, the company is basically finished.

Suddenly, a tremendous pulling force drew the strands of mental energy into them.

Her spiritual power became active and robust.

This caught Xia Yangyang's attention.

She followed the thread and sensed a vast cosmic map, shimmering with fragments of light, with a blurry human figure floating in the center.

Is this the Zerg Queen's spirit?!

Wait, weren't all the empresses supposed to be inside? Why is there only one humanoid figure?

Xia Yangyang extended another thread to touch her. The thread was absorbed by the humanoid figure, but its outline became clearer, revealing a female body.

Xia Yangyang suddenly realized something.

She should be able to see this person through her mental powers.

So she released several threads, which were absorbed into the person's back, making it clearer and more familiar. Suddenly, the figure moved slightly.

Her chest heaved as if she had suddenly inhaled a long-awaited breath of air.

The exhaled breath was also soft and slow.

"I've finally waited for you..."

The short sentence was filled with exhaustion, requiring her to break it into two sentences before she could utter it, yet it was so gentle it seemed to echo.

That sound...

Xia Yangyang's pupils narrowed to a point. At this moment, she no longer needed to turn around to recognize who she was.

At this moment, the distance between the two souls was so close.

The figure before me seemed to have weathered many storms.

The sorrow emanating from her was boundless, as if separated by thousands of years, and seeped into her spiritual power along the silk threads.

But she was smiling.

Xia Yangyang's eyes reddened, and her throat tightened: "It's you who has always—"