Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

A tiny octopus-like mermaid was submerged in a clear experimental tank.

The cold light shone on his skin, revealing its fragility and the blue-purple veins and blood vessels visible beneath.

And there's that faintly pulsating, pale red heart connected to several wires.

He was about the size of a palm, like a tiny ginseng root.

If it weren't for the slow opening and closing of his cheeks, one would think he was dead.

A strange warmth flowed through Xia Yangyang's heart. She gently poked at the glass wall with her finger, and an involuntary smile appeared on her lips: [He seems kind of handsome?]

The little octopus has a round, delicate face, curled eyelashes, and a chubby little mouth.

Its upper body skin is a fleshy pink like that of humans, while its lower body inherits Victor's pattern and is a beautiful golden yellow.

The suction cups at the bottom of the tentacles had not yet fully grown and were a light milky white color.

System: [Is this a time for daydreaming?! Hurry, we'll be spotted soon. Quickly put the Heart of the Ocean on its chest.]

Xia Yangyang was a little flustered and took out a pink stone from her pocket.

The rock wasn't big, but when she placed it on the little octopus, it seemed to press him down to the bottom of the tank.

The Heart of the Ocean begins to emit a pink glow as soon as it comes into contact with water.

The little octopus also felt the unusual warmth and stretched out its hands to hug Xia Yangyang's fingers.

Tiny, soft, fragile lives that can be squeezed into a ball.

Xia Yangyang didn't dare move: [And then?]

System: [Then let go!]

Xia Yangyang tried lifting her finger to the surface of the water, and the little octopus was also hooked onto the surface.

Xia Yangyang: [Why did I let go? It's holding my hand?]

System: [You didn't push it away, you loosened your grip on the Heart of the Ocean.]

Xia Yangyang: [Won't that kill it?]

She was constantly thinking about complicated procedures like heart surgery.

System: [No, the Heart of the Ocean will float automatically! If you don't let go, the bacteria on your hands will infect it!]

Upon hearing this, Xia Yangyang immediately released her grip.

The little octopus held the Heart of the Ocean, and a faint pink light appeared around it.

In an instant, it radiated pink light, dazzling and magnificent.

The entire laboratory was as bright as day.

Xia Yangyang felt a stinging pain in her eyes and instinctively covered them, collapsing to the ground.

The colorful wires that kept its heart pump snapped, sending sparks flying.

The Heart of the Ocean was placed against the little octopus's chest, inch by inch, without harming its skin, until its light gradually faded.

"Splash—" A soft sound as a pebble is thrown into the lake.

The little octopus jumped up and then fell back into the experimental tank.

Eight tiny tentacles swung around in the tank like whirlwinds, bouncing and leaping about.

Xia Yangyang looked at it and smiled, pursing her lips.

She rushed to the tank, kneeling on the ground, her slender white fingertips gently touching the glass wall.

The little octopus has two round, dark eyes that look like grapes.

The strange connection of bloodlines calmed him down, and he carefully extended a milky-white tentacle, touching her fingertip through the glass.

System: [Hurry! That light was too bright! The researchers noticed the anomaly and are on their way!]

Xia Yangyang started frantically scooping the nutrient solution into the beaker: [I can't let it stay here by itself!]

The system exclaimed in exasperation: "[You...you're so foolish! It can't live without the nutrient solution!]"

He possesses the Heart of the Ocean; you don't need to take him to the sea. People from the ocean—Victor, the Lord of the Ocean… in short, all sorts of people will come and lead him to safety!

Xia Yangyang froze as she scooped the nutrient solution.

The system urged anxiously: [Hurry up! You're the worst person to raise him! Do you want him to stay with you, constantly hiding from both the ocean and the land?]

Outside the lab, researchers who arrived at the scene found the researcher who had been knocked unconscious at the entrance, and soon the sounds of first aid and shouts grew louder.

Xia Yangyang turned her head to look at the little guy in the tank.

He is so adorable that no word in the world can accurately describe his charm.

He tilted his head, biting his chubby finger, his big, watery eyes blinking.

Xia Yangyang: [You're right.]

She took a deep breath, glanced at the little one one last time, and walked out without looking back.

Realizing it had been abandoned, the little octopus almost burst into tears, banging its head against the glass wall.

Xia Yangyang leaned against the door frame, her eyes red-rimmed, her fingernails almost tearing the wooden door apart.

But she dared not turn back, for she was afraid that if she did, she would never be able to leave again.

So, steeling himself, he fled in disarray.

*

Three years later—

The bathroom light was on, and a snow-white, voluptuous human female body lay horizontally in the bathtub.

The woman seemed to be asleep, but the worry between her brows lingered.

The showerhead lashed down on her continuously.

The water in the bathtub had overflowed, forming a film of water on the floor.

Just then, the water on the floor slowly formed several whirlpools, and the water in the whirlpools condensed to form several thin, long streams of water, like tentacles.

Then, as if it were alive, the tentacles slowly slid towards the woman in the pool.

Some wrapped around her toes that were above the water, some wrapped around her calves and waist, and some pressed against her chest. But the thickest and most lethal one wrapped around her neck, drowning her head in the water tank.

Before long, the woman's face turned red from holding her breath. She tried to pry the water out with both hands, but the water was invisible and she couldn't touch it.

They could only endure the torment in agony.

She was on the verge of collapse when she suddenly sat up in the bathtub, gasping for breath.

He was soaked to the bone, and there was nothing around him.

Xia Yangyang hugged her knees, sat blankly in the bathtub for a while, then got up, turned off the shower, wrapped herself in a towel, and tidied up the mess in the room.