Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

But she resisted the urge and decided to get him drunk first.

Animals don't have the gene for drinking alcohol; they're all knocked out after just one drink. She specifically had the system verify this.

Xia Yangyang gritted her teeth and poured herself a cup: "In our human tradition, if a couple gets married, they are required to drink from the same cup."

She wrapped her arms around his, brought the red wine to her lips, and gazed at him affectionately.

Victor sniffed the dark red liquid in the glass, his brow furrowing slightly. "Why?"

Xia Yangyang smiled and said, "There's no reason, it's just tradition. Drinking from the same cup symbolizes that the couple will weather the storms together and support each other in the future."

Victor remained silent, staring at the liquid in his glass, his resistance evident.

Xia Yangyang thought he was worried that the red wine was poisonous, so she drank the wine first.

Still wanting more after finishing his drink, he stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining glistening red wine from his lips.

She encouraged him expectantly, "It's really delicious, trust me, okay?"

"Um."

Victor responded, but did not move.

Xia Yangyang intensified her offensive: "Human civilization is the most brilliant pearl among Earth's civilizations. We'll live together for countless lifetimes to come. Let me take you across mountains and rivers, to experience everything I've ever experienced, okay?"

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Victor looked up at her, took her hand and kissed it gently: "My dear, that would be my greatest honor."

"..."

Then you should drink it.

Under Xia Yangyang's expectant gaze, Victor imitated her, swirling his wine glass a few times with gentlemanly elegance before bringing the rim to his lips.

He tilted his head back, slightly parted his thin lips, and you could see his sharp fangs on both sides.

The dark red liquor in the glass gathered towards the rim, and Xia Yangyang became eager, her eyes fixed on the flowing liquid.

At that very moment, a soft, crisp "snap" sounded.

The slender stem of the stemmed glass broke, and the upper part of the glass fell down without warning and disappeared into the water.

The red wine and green water blended together, and in no time, the color was diluted to nothing.

"How did it break?" Victor asked with regret.

"..." Xia Yangyang pursed her lips and remained silent.

Xia Yangyang: [Speaking of which, how much favorability do you have with this octopus?]

System: [Since you two made this sauce, Victor's favorability has increased to 80.]

Xia Yangyang: [That's the advantage of being an animalistic type—even more innocent than a virgin. If you tell your chosen partner you love them a few times, they'll take it seriously and love you even more.]

The system calmly replied: [You're overthinking it. He's just experiencing the aftereffects of losing his virginity, typical of straight men.]

Xia Yangyang: [...]

"What a pity, I really wanted to share a cup of wine with you, after all, it smells so delicious... Ah, but it's alright, the glory of human civilization will last forever, we can perform this tradition another day."

While Victor feigned regret, he casually tossed the cup holder into the water further away.

A smug smile crept onto his lips.

He wrapped his long arms around her, grabbed her soft lips and began to kiss her, intending to distract her with his actions.

Unexpectedly, the person beneath him was stiff as a piece of wood, completely motionless.

Suddenly, Victor felt a sharp pain on the tip of his tongue. He abruptly pulled his lips away and shoved her several meters away with one hand.

Bright red blood flowed from the tip of his tongue to the corner of his mouth.

Victor was instantly enraged: "You dare hurt me?!"

Xia Yangyang wiped her lips where he had kissed her, her dark eyes glaring angrily at him: "I can swallow that pearl for you, turning into something neither human nor fish, why can't you?"

Neither human nor fish? That was the blood he had refined over ten years!

Victor wrapped his tentacles around her neck, lifted her into the air, and held her high above him.

"Because we are born unequal. You are human, unarmed, and have no right to resist me; you can only accept my favor!"

"No, we are born equal! If you insist on clinging to this idea, then kill me!"

"Say that again?"

"Even if I say it a hundred times, it will be the same. I will argue with you countless times and defy you countless times! I will never allow any life that discriminates against my bloodline to be born beneath me!"

Xia Yangyang fiddled with the tentacles and took a bite.

She was like a fire burning in a thicket of thorns, charging wildly and catching Victor off guard.

He wanted to teach her a lesson, but he just couldn't.

If I had known, I wouldn't have let her swallow the blood bead so soon.

His gloomy face was reflected in the water.

Victor released Xia Yangyang, turned and plunged into the water, disappearing a few seconds later.

Xia Yangyang lay on the shore, coughing violently: [What is he going to do? Is he going to find instruments of torture to torment me?]

The system glanced at Victor, who was sulking inside a giant seashell, and its lips twitched: [He's probably angry and going to give you the silent treatment, right?]

Xia Yangyang: [...]

She glanced at the syringe in her cuff, spat out the sticky, tentacle-like fluid from her mouth, and vigorously rinsed her mouth with red wine.

*

There are still three days until Victor's heat cycle begins.

Suddenly, everyone in the research lab became busy and hurried around.

The female researcher reminded her again that the egg retrieval surgery was scheduled for the day after tomorrow, and she had to complete the task by tomorrow night at the latest.

She had planned to leave the dead fish to dry for a couple more days, but the news terrified her so much that she couldn't sleep all night. After agonizing over the decision all night, she decided to take a desperate gamble.

the next day.

Xia Yangyang wore a purple bikini. The bikini's sexy cut accentuated her youthful figure, making her appear fuller and revealing the cleavage around her breasts. A beautiful six-pack was visible in the center of her flat and smooth waist.

Victor lay on the shore, propping his cheek with one hand, his wet, silver hair hanging down to one side like silk.

He was plotting insidious revenge.

Upon hearing the sound of high heels, her eyelashes fluttered, and her expression darkened.

"If you want to apologize to me, seduction and passion alone won't be enough." Victor turned his face away coldly, his tentacles idly splashing water behind him.

Xia Yangyang remained silent, her mouth full of Red Star Erguotou liquor, and her hand holding a syringe disguised as a medical kit.

She knelt on one knee on the shore, cupped his deep face in her hands, and kissed him.

Victor was shocked by the directness of her way of expressing her apology.

Information overloaded my mind, and as soon as I opened my lips, a spicy liquid rushed in, straight down my throat.

It was a taste he had never experienced before, or perhaps it wasn't a taste at all? It felt like a million shards of glass were rolling around in his mouth, hot and bitter, burning all the way down his esophagus to his stomach.

He instinctively tried to pull away, but Xia Yangyang held onto the back of his head tightly.

A cool, soft clove-like tongue slid in, soothingly sharing his bitterness.

In the midst of their passionate embrace, Victor felt his limbs go weak and even his heartbeat quickened.

His heart had never been beating so fast, as if it were resonating with her through their skin, striking each other.

The only difference is that he did it for love, while she... did it out of fear.

But Victor didn't know that the novelty and wonder were so captivating that he became completely absorbed in it.

While pretending to be lost in the kiss, Xia Yangyang fumbled to open the medical kit and found the syringe.

Find his iridescent, phosphorescent fins, aim the cold needle at the delicate flesh below, and plunge it in.

Xia Yangyang was on edge, her eyes closed, as she forcefully pushed the injection all the way in.