Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

They stole filtered oxygen from his mouth through his slightly open mouth, which was agape in shock.

Cold lips and tongues intertwined with warmth.

Meanwhile, outside the water tank, countless testing instruments roared to life!

The glass instrument shattered, the wires short-circuited, and sparks flew everywhere.

That was an overwhelming ecstasy and joy from God!

The researchers and the terrified female inmates fled in panic, clutching their heads.

Victor held her as they broke through the water.

The girl in his arms was pale, her hands wrapped around his shoulders and neck, sitting on his arm.

His eyes shone brightly.

He declared that this person was the partner he had chosen.

"Together with her, I will procreate offspring belonging to the ocean."

*

According to the rules of the sea.

Newly formed couples must spend three days alone together, allowing every sea creature to witness their love.

But Victor was troubled because his partner was too petite and her reproductive cavity was extremely fragile; he couldn't even avoid breaking her wrists.

How could someone who is the companion of the sea god not even have strong muscles and sharp teeth?

To strengthen her physique, he encouraged her to teach the sharks a lesson, but she reacted as if facing a formidable enemy and fled in all directions.

In the end, Victor had no choice but to hand over his dying (or drowned?) companion to humans so they could heal her.

On their very first day as a couple, they ended up living apart.

The blue fluorescent tubes cast a cold light in the dead of night.

Victor lay on the vat, his long, silvery-white hair cascading down his back like silk, glossy and smooth.

His slender waist was submerged in the water, and the beautiful grooves extended down his back, outlining a perfect muscle curve.

He frowned, seemingly reflecting on his actions, and also becoming more cautious.

His partner was small and soft, with absolutely no fighting ability.

He had to temporarily abandon his plan to teach her how to defeat the shark and instead reluctantly taught her how to hunt the smallest fish.

Wouldn't such a weak partner feel inferior?

Victor sighed.

It's all because he's too powerful; only he can protect his partner's dignity.

*

Xia Yangyang's hair was slightly damp, and she sat naked in a blanket inside the sealed experimental chamber.

From neck to ankle, every inch of skin was marked with dark purple bruises, creating a stark contrast with the fair skin.

With a fresh cast on her left wrist and a deathly pale face, she was forced to watch octopus breeding videos on a loop.

A mechanical female voice came from the video:

"The last tentacle is very prominent, and it's the only one that's slightly white and forked at the top. Octopuses use it for mating."

"..."

"This tentacle is called the copulatory arm. During mating, the male octopus uses the copulatory arm to inject spermatophores into the female octopus's reproductive cavity..."

"..."

Xia Yangyang looked away: [This is inhumane and utterly depraved.]

The system, sipping its milk tea, said: [While from a biological perspective it's only one, in some anime... well, eight wouldn't be enough.]

Xia Yangyang stared at her severed arm and analyzed, "[That monster was much harder to defeat than I expected... He still seemed wary of me, not only trying to drown me repeatedly, but also attempting to kill me in the jaws of a shark... Luckily, I held on tightly to him the whole time.]"

Viktor, who was far away in the experimental tank, sneezed, and the electromagnetic disturbance caused the detection instrument to malfunction and produce inconsistent data.

The seamless door was pushed open from the outside.

A female researcher walked in carrying a tray.

She was wearing a white protective suit, and even her eyes, the only sign of life, were hidden behind goggles.

She drew seven or eight vials of blood from Xia Yangyang and placed them in a cold metal tray.

Then he took out an injection syringe about the size of a little finger and a rubber bag about the size of a palm:

"Don't worry, given the structure of a human female body, it's impossible to obtain a fertilized egg through natural conception."

Xia Yangyang curled up in the corner of the bed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she looked at the female researcher.

"All you have to do is find an opportunity to get close to him, inject this anesthetic into the flesh of his neck under his scales, use the techniques you've learned to obtain his essence, put it in this bag, and then hand it over to us."

Xia Yangyang took the cold bag: "Can I leave now that I've completed my task?"

The female researcher frowned: "No, the fertilized egg needs to develop inside the mother's body."

Xia Yangyang remained silent for a long time before asking the question she had always wanted to ask: "Since he has the structure of an octopus, why didn't he just find an octopus?"

The female researcher had a very strange expression: "He's a highly intelligent being, with a brain and aesthetic sense. He might even treat us like slaves. Do you think he would choose an octopus as his mate?"

Xia Yangyang: "..."

How do you know he's unwilling if you haven't tried?

The female researcher, unwilling to waste any more words with her, stood up and said, "He is a loyal creature; he will only ejaculate with a mate he has chosen."

*

In the otherwise dull and cold laboratory, a bright spot of gold stands out.

Research shows that this mutated tentacle monster has a particular fondness for gold, so researchers dressed her up in this way.

Xia Yangyang, wearing high heels, pushed the food cart toward the experimental tank. Each plate of sashimi on the cart was exquisitely arranged and had a beautiful color.

The high heels clicked on the marble floor.

Whirlpools churn in the deep water.

Victor leaped out of the water, his upper body exposed to the air.

He locked his gaze on Xia Yangyang at a glance, his eyes revealing undisguised amazement.

In the white lab coats and black-and-white laboratory, he saw such bright colors for the first time.

A tentacle emerged from the water, coiled up her slender legs, slipped under her skirt, grabbed her hips, and lifted her into the air with an extremely domineering force.

Xia Yangyang exclaimed in surprise, and before she could even lose her balance, she fell into a cool and smooth embrace.

Victor lifted her chin: "You've almost completely captivated me."

Xia Yangyang replied with ease, leaning softly against his arm: "You are handsome and majestic, it is my instinct to please you."

She really looks like Daji and King Zhou.

Victor's chest heaved, and a low laugh escaped his throat.

A large hand stroked her hair like a pet's, then a tentacle wrapped around the food cart handle and pulled it close to her eyes: "What have you prepared for me?"

"It's delicious sashimi."

Victor raised an eyebrow: "Oh? Interesting. So you're better at dismembering your prey?"

Xia Yangyang: "..."

Do you think you're funny?

She smiled and shook her head, jumped off his lap, and picked up a plate of tuna sashimi with her good right hand.

The fish meat, with its orange and white stripes, is exceptionally beautiful.

"This is a delicacy for humankind, used to entertain distinguished guests who have traveled from afar. If you find it delicious, it will be of great significance to my hard work."

Those plates, taken individually, were not even as big as Victor's palm.

Let alone feeding him.

My partner's bright, sparkling eyes are so beautiful, like twinkling stars; I long to receive his praise.

Victor felt his frozen heart soften, and a warm current slowly flowed through it; the feeling was strange, peculiar, and wonderful.

"I'd love to savor your spoils, darling." Victor affectionately ruffled her hair.

"But before that, I must first clean up those offending flies so they don't disturb our breakfast."

Xia Yangyang was still unaware of the reference to "the offending fly".

Suddenly, several tentacles appeared before my eyes, creating waves, and flew out from different angles.

In an instant, it swept the special police officers hiding in the shadows into the air.

The gun twisted and fell to the ground at a terrifying speed.

Victor could easily snap them in half with a little effort.

Xia Yangyang's expression changed. She instinctively dropped her plate and grabbed the nearest tentacle: "No!!"

Victor looked down at her, his gaze sweeping over the sashimi and porcelain shards on the ground before returning to her, a hint of anger flashing in his eerie, dark green eyes.

"Don't want what?"

Xia Yangyang's heart skipped a beat.

She pretended to clean up the shards, squatted down, and the words that were about to come out of her mouth lingered on her tongue before she changed them to:

"Don't... let their blood splatter on your breakfast."

Victor narrowed his eyes dangerously, as if testing the veracity of her statement.

Xia Yangyang smiled and said, "Just throw all these spoilsport out."

As soon as she finished speaking, a deafening sound of flesh and blood exploding erupted behind her.

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Sticky, bright red blood seeped into view from beneath her high heels.

Xia Yangyang closed her eyes in prayer, her fingertips trembling.

Continue crouching down, pick up the last piece, and throw it into the bottom of the food cart.

However, there was no way to escape; the slippery tentacles followed her spine and wrapped around her waist.

"I'm very unhappy that you broke my breakfast for someone else."

"..."

"How are you going to apologize to me, darling?"