Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

"Recently, influenced by the East Pacific warm current, temperatures north of the Talores Mountains have gradually risen, causing a large area of ​​Lake Lakshir, which had been frozen for two years, to thaw. As for whether there will be more extreme weather in the future, geological and climatological researchers will continue to follow up and investigate..."

"A quick news flash: The widely circulated photo of 'elves and maidens' has been debunked. The photographer from Italy has admitted that the photo is a still from a movie... Mount Sevis is a rugged mountain with harsh snow and strong winds; please travel there with caution..."

The small LCD TV screen hanging at the top of the ward flickered, playing the latest news.

Five months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Xia Yangyang lay on the hospital bed in a blue and white hospital gown. Her left leg was in a cast and her head was also cracked and wrapped in thick gauze.

The doctor sitting opposite her had a grave expression: "Do your parents know about your condition?"

Xia Yangyang held the brain CT scan in her hand, shook her head, and raised her clear, innocent eyes: "Doctor, please tell me, how much longer do I have to live?"

The body the system found for her fit all the character settings for a cannon fodder.

A father who died young, a mother who remarried, a younger brother who died young, and a broken woman...

After a long silence, the doctor said, "For late-stage brain cancer, we tend to opt for conservative treatment. It could take a year or two at most, or as little as three months."

Like a vengeful ghost, Xia Yangyang drifted up behind the system, which was tiptoeing away: [System Baby~~ Where are you going so quietly?]

The system immediately burst into tears: [Waaaaah! Who would have thought you couldn't even complete the mission in two years! Do you think finding cannon fodder is easy? I racked my brains to find this body, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to disappear from human society so silently for so long!]

Xia Yangyang smiled: [Silly Tong'er, you have no brains, where do you get your brainpower?]

System: [QwQ!! You...you...you've really gone too far!]

Conservative treatment means that her illness is incurable, so she can eat whatever she wants, do whatever she wants, and make the most of any regrets she may have.

After seeing the doctor off, Xia Yangyang went to get three months' worth of medicine and prepared to return to her original home.

The system, clutching a small handkerchief, sobbed: "[So... what unfulfilled wishes do you have?]"

Xia Yangyang, leaning on her crutches, limped through the window to complete the discharge procedures, casually remarking: "[To achieve communism and create world peace.]"

System: [What about the child?]

Xia Yangyang paused: [Big brother, it's been two years! Working day and night like this, even a rooster would have laid eggs by now, right? He's simply not cut out for having babies!]

System: [QwQ!!]

The system cried even louder, its performance was terrible!

No, it has to report the bug in this world to its superiors immediately, otherwise it will have to wash dishes with this host to pay off its debts!

*

If you only had three months left to live, how would you spend them?

Xia Yangyang followed the route given by the system and daydreamed on her way home.

She wants to taste all the delicacies of the land and sea, travel all over the beautiful country, soak every duck in the nightclubs, and finally rob a luxury car and speed off into the sea.

However, after experiencing things like getting cold water stuck in her teeth, being bitten by a dog while crossing the street, and having her wallet robbed at the bank (the robber found her brain cancer diagnosis report but had no money inside), she returned and treated herself to a 2.5 yuan packet of instant noodles—

She realized that perhaps the purpose of cannon fodder is to make you understand that everyone is born to die.

But she still has three months, or maybe longer, to live her life, despite all the complaints.

She returned to her dilapidated, moldy rented room and tried to find joy amidst her misery.

So, she ate an apple and got diarrhea, then got splashed with water from a burst pipe while using the toilet, and just as she lay down in bed after fixing the pipe, a howling dog was swept upstairs by a strong wind and smashed her window—

She also realized that some days don't necessarily have to be lived through.

The two brothers, Xia Yangyang and Xia Yangyang, affectionately put their arms around the system's shoulders: "[I need compensation for emotional distress, System Bro.]"

The system wiped away its tears with a handkerchief and turned its face away: [Don't even think about it.]

Xia Yangyang clicked her tongue: [You should learn from King Qi. Do you know why your boss is your boss, but you can only be yourself?]

The system's crying stopped: [Why...why?]

Xia Yangyang: [Because everyone is copying King Qi's saying: "Whoever can point out my faults to my face will receive a great reward."]

The system was stunned: [You insulted me, and now you're saying it's for my own good?!]

Xia Yangyang: [Good medicine tastes bitter but cures the disease; honest advice is hard to hear but beneficial to conduct. At least we've stepped on some landmines in the first two worlds, so we'll have experience for the future ones, right?]

That seems to make some sense?

However, since she's been busy for two years, she really deserves some compensation to prevent her from going on strike, which would be terrible.

The system pouted and went to the control panel to operate: [I have applied for compensation benefits from my superiors.]

Xia Yangyang: [That's right, if I have meat to eat, would you miss out on a drop of soup? How long will it take for the results?]

System: [It's downloaded.]

Xia Yangyang chuckled: [So fast, when did you receive it?]

System: [He said...now?]

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong—!" The doorbell, which had been broken for over ten years, suddenly miraculously healed itself.

Xia Yangyang rolled off the bed and limped over to open the door. Outside stood two men in black suits and sunglasses, each carrying a bag of documents.

"Hello, are you Ms. Xia Yangyang?" one of the men in sunglasses asked.

"I am... and who are you...?"

"I am your mother Xia He's lawyer. It is with great regret that I inform you that Ms. Xia was involved in a car accident the day before yesterday and passed away despite all efforts to save her. According to the law, as her first-in-line heir, you can only inherit her 200-square-meter detached villa in the North District and 100 million yuan in savings..."

"!!"

Two men in suits bowed to her and said, "Please accept our condolences."