Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Xia Yangyang tied the dragon bloodstone into a pendant, strung it with a black cord, and wore it close to her body around her neck.

"Are you going out?" she asked casually as she returned, just as Samuel came downstairs with a grumpy expression.

Samuel's tense face finally relaxed when he saw her appear.

"Don't go out." He walked over gently, took off her cloak, which was covered in frost, and hung it on a hanger. "What did Grandpa Prophet say?"

Although Samuel loathed the elves' sordid thoughts, he still held a degree of respect for this Dragonblood Tree spirit, who was as kind and tolerant as the earth itself.

But this seems to have touched on a lover's painful past.

"What's it to you?" She lowered her eyes and ran upstairs without even changing her shoes.

[Anyway, he never cared whether the forest spirits lived or died.]

He heard her thoughts say this and gripped the cloak in his hand tighter.

Yes, he doesn't care.

But which of the elves cared about him? They treated him nothing more than a blood vessel to be taken from at will.

Those useless elves, who even need others to protect their own homes, have only themselves to blame for their current predicament.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

This is an ironclad law of nature.

*

Another year has passed.

Samuel's relationship with Xia Yangyang has improved considerably, although she still doesn't give him many pleasantries.

But Samuel also figured out some patterns in how the two got along well.

Imprisonment and coercion are absolutely not feasible. During the worst incident, he even entertained the wicked thought of locking her up by his side for the rest of his life.

But she did just one thing that made him regret it so much that he never dared to do it again.

That day, he brought her favorite fruits and vegetables and pushed open the door as usual, but unexpectedly, he saw a scene that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Her legs were hanging upside down on the chair, while her body lay in a pool of blood.

The floor was covered in blood.

She remained conscious, seemingly solely to savor the breakdown and despair in his expression.

Then, she shakily raised her blood-covered hand, revealing a deep, bone-revealing knife wound on her wrist.

He gave him the middle finger and smiled.

That was the most dangerous and beautiful smile he had ever seen, blooming on the edge of life.

At that moment, his breath was choked and his soul was taken away.

He couldn't even tell whether it was more fear or the awe he felt from that captivating, wild vitality.

Later, he realized that some birds cannot be trapped.

She was born to belong to the sky.

You need to give her freedom for her to survive.

But if you want her to tip the scales in your favor, you need to add your sincerity, respect, equality, trust... one value at a time.

Time will prove that all efforts will not be in vain.

Samuel had no shortage of time; the majestic snow-capped mountains possessed a long lifespan.

*

Spring is coming.

On the day of Lichun (the beginning of spring), Xia Yangyang changed into a new pink cloak, looking like a peach blossom that looked so fresh and delicate.

She couldn't wait to go out, where Little Mushroom was already waiting for her.

They carried their small baskets into the depths of the great forest, searching for the last traces of spring in this fairy forest.

Samuel rode the snow leopard, swaying leisurely, following them at a distance.

He was mostly invisible because he was so white that it was hard to distinguish him from snow.

But sometimes, Xia Yangyang would come over to share her excitement with him, and he would be a good listener.

However, they did not notice—

A reflective glass lens peeks out from the snow-covered bushes.

He pressed the shutter to capture the scene of a human girl and an elf living in harmony in the distance.

That's amazing.

The camera zooms in, focusing on the male spirit sitting cross-legged on the snow leopard's back. The man's eyes behind the lens are wide with shock, their gaze uncontrollably contracting and expanding.

"It's fantastic...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elf in the camera suddenly turned her head and swept over, her stunningly beautiful phoenix eyes flashing with terrifying killing intent.

Several ice needles pierced through the air and shattered his lens. He couldn't dodge in time and one of the ice needles pierced his eye.

Xia Yangyang, who was digging for mushrooms, paused, noticed Samuel's unusual movement, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"There's something." Samuel said calmly, getting off the leopard and walking toward the bushes.

Ordinary things, like antelopes and hares, would never elicit such a strong reaction from Samuel.

Xia Yangyang quickly scooped the mushrooms into the basket.

Seeing him standing motionless in front of the bushes, she walked over, craning her neck from behind him to look into the bushes—

There were no elves inside.

Amidst the dripping bloodstains on the ground lay a shattered camera with its memory card removed.

*

night.

Xia Yangyang tossed and turned, and finally decided not to sleep at all, just sitting against the headboard.

The events involving humans today made her particularly uneasy.

It wasn't that she was worried about Samuel; she was anxious about her empty stomach. Why hadn't she conceived after so long?

The system had already checked; the two people had no reproductive barriers or health problems. The reason they hadn't had a baby for so long was truly mysterious.

Samuel sensed his lover's unease, so he sat up and pulled her into his arms.

"Thousands of years ago, humans were enemies of the elves, coveting their beauty and wantonly capturing, selling, and trading them. But don't worry, I'm here, and the elves will never do what they did before."

Xia Yangyang nodded, suddenly remembering what the prophet grandfather had said a year ago. In her mind's eye, she had a premonition that this was an opportunity to improve her favorability.

She took the dragon's blood stone off her neck and tied it around Samuel's neck.

Little did she know that five months later, she would be incredibly grateful for her impulsive decision.

The dragon bloodstone briefly glowed red upon contact with his skin, then returned to its ordinary state.

The alternating red and black patterns still retain the warmth of her lover's body.

When his lover gave him a gift for the first time, Samuel's eyes lit up, and he treasured it dearly.

"What is this?"

"I just picked up a random stone. I thought it was pretty and would bring me good luck, so I hope it can bring you some too," Xia Yangyang said casually. After tying the stone, she sat back down.

Samuel didn't believe her.

He could clearly see the worry in her eyes.

He rolled over and pinned his lover down, his light brown eyes sparkling like excited wolves lurking in the night.

He instinctively wanted to kiss her lips, but hesitated and paused just before touching them. Instead, he placed that devout kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Give me a child, Yangyang."

"..."

Otherwise, what did he think they were doing all year? Making pancakes?

Of course, she couldn't say that.

Her body stiffened, and after a long silence, she extended her fingertips.

Samuel very tactfully pressed his face against her hand; he knew how much she liked that face.

The lover's gaze was like that of someone admiring a world-famous painting, his eyes lingering on his fingertips, from the androgynous eyebrows and deep-set eyes to the high bridge of his nose, and finally to the two pale pink lips.

She gently covered his ears with both hands.

But the soft sound could still seep through the fingers and reach the ears.

He heard her say, "Samuel, don't think that if you have something dirty in your heart, then you are dirty. Everyone has feelings of cowardice, selfishness, meanness, and greed. Some people desert in the face of battle but shield their wives and daughters from gunfire; others spout morality but kill without hesitation."

The same goes for elves, and for you and me. None of us see things in black and white. You must understand that within the complexities of human nature lies a gray area, where "this person isn't bad, and that person isn't bad either."

"..."

"Don't just listen with your ears. You need to see, see how a person does, you need to feel, feel with your heart and discard your prejudices."

"..."

In that instant, the eager anticipation in her eyes caused Samuel's smile to gradually fade.

He wondered if he had been exposed.

As clever as she is, she must have known all along that he had secretly learned forbidden techniques, otherwise why would she suddenly bring this up?

But Samuel quickly regained his composure, took her soft, fragrant hand, and kissed the back of it:

"So can I understand that you say you hate me and despise me, but actually you like me a lot and can't bear to part with me? That's what I'm feeling?"

The girl in front of him seemed not to have expected that he would take the opportunity so readily when she offered him one, and she stared wide-eyed, speechless.

"Then tell me," Samuel said, his eyes sparkling, a faint smile on his face, "...Am I right or wrong?"