Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

The mechanical gate closed, completely sealing off the conference room.

The empty room was surrounded by a large round table, around which sat more than thirty people, with the team leader Jiang Yan at the very front.

He first nodded to the girl who came in, then his gaze fell down to the cat in her arms.

This was the first time Xia Yangyang had ever seen such a formal organization that hunted parasites.

Most of the team members were wearing combat suits made of special materials, and five female team members were dressed in blue and white school uniforms, looking like high school students.

They all looked at her, with respect but mostly fear.

But without exception, their gazes were filled with vigilance, as if they feared she might be possessed by the parasite at any moment, or lose her mind.

Xia Yangyang felt a little uneasy under the gaze.

Jiang Yan's voice rang out. He had walked over to her without her noticing and led her to a seat.

"This is the Hidden One, Ms. Xia Yangyang, who is in charge of the melee attack for the Gluttons' Counterattack Plan. Everyone, welcome Yangyang to the team."

His tone was always calm and unhurried, and every time he spoke, the atmosphere around him became stable and orderly.

Jiang Yan took the lead, clapping her hands together lightly, and the other team members followed suit, applauding to welcome her to the team.

As soon as Xia Yangyang sat down, she quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Hello everyone."

Jiang Yan said a few words to warm up the atmosphere before starting the main points of today's meeting.

The conference room lights went out instantly, and the blue light from the projector shone onto the huge whiteboard in front of them.

According to the latest satellite location data, the glutton has arrived in City A and is currently parasitizing Ms. Wang Biyue, the dormitory supervisor of the girls' dormitory at Aoki High School.

This time, the gluttons have been extremely secretive; as of Friday, Monday, no one has revealed their actions.

However, according to sources who remained on campus, the school held an opening exam this week, and students who failed the exam will stay on campus for intensive tutoring this weekend, and their dormitories will also be collectively arranged.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, her eating range can be narrowed down to—the female dormitory students staying on campus this weekend…”

Tiny dust particles floated in the aperture.

The male voice explaining and the sound of pressing the laser pointer blended together, creating a few scattered sounds that made the atmosphere even more solemn and quiet.

The more Xia Yangyang listened, the more urgent the situation became. Her brows furrowed tighter as she focused all her attention on the task at hand.

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"Let me die, let me die, let me die, let me die..."

A trembling, pleading, even frantic voice broke the silence.

The sound was so faint that it was difficult to distinguish from the noise of electronic devices without careful listening.

That's a mechanical wave.

It is a sound wave that only its own kind of parasitic species can decode.

Mr. Parasite twitched his cat ears, turned his head, and looked at the human speaking directly in front of him.

[What's wrong?]

After eight long years, this is the first time its kind has responded to its cries for help.

The sound stopped abruptly, and shortly afterward, it erupted with an even more chilling resentment.

"Pain...exhaustion...disintegration...death...every breath...every heartbeat...every thought of his crushes my body; I am enduring this torment every moment!!!"

Mr. Parasite's back was pressed against his lover's lower abdomen.

The lover's warm body temperature, through a layer of fabric, was continuously transmitted to its nerve cells, and it curled up in a more intimate way, enjoying the sensation.

[It’s so miserable. ]

The person opposite fell silent due to a brief and perfunctory expression of sympathy from their fellow human being, but after a short while, a pleading, trembling voice rang out again:

"Please save me, kill him, kill him and I'll be free, please, kill him."

[Do I look like I have nothing better to do? Would I just kill anyone?]

"Please, just consider this mutual help between people of the same kind, okay? I beg you, it's just a small thing for you! But it's the relief I long for most!"

[That won't work either, my lover will be angry.]

"Your lover? Oh, no way! Trust me, you can both parasitize this body I maintain. It's beautiful and wields great power in the human world—absolutely top-tier parasitism!"

She wouldn't let me kill anyone.

The person on the other end seemed a little confused. What parasitic species wouldn't like a beautiful human body? This is no different from giving it a house.

Its long-dormant optic nerves stirred, and through Jiang Yan's eyes, it met a pair of dark yellow, vertical cat eyes.

I turned up again and saw a human face.

That human face exuded a fresh, vibrant life force; it was definitely not one of its kind.

Yes, parasites often refer to each other as "partners" rather than lovers.

"Your partner is...human?!"

[Um. ]

Its tone even carried a hint of pride.

After all, it was a beautiful face that he had personally selected when he was searching for a needle in a haystack, enough to arouse envy and jealousy in any of his kind.

"Oh, no... She also considers you her lover, so you two are partners."

She treated me like a lover; she even gave me a name.

"Humans like to name everything, even a doll made from a rag has a name."

She will take care of me.

"Humans are always very compassionate; they will even take home stray cats and dogs from the street to raise them, but that doesn't mean they are in a romantic relationship."

[......]

Mr. Parasite narrowed his cat-like eyes, feeling such disgust for one of his own kind for the first time.

"She likes my host more than you, and my host likes her too. Whenever they meet, his brain secretes a lot of happy substances, which even alleviates some of my pain."

"Is your host this happy when they see you?"

Mr. Parasite fell silent.

When his lover is with him, she always seems angry and upset because he keeps causing trouble and catching her off guard.

Parasitic species are organisms that enjoy destruction and invasion.

Eight years of relentless suffering had driven it mad.

And when it saw those drooping cat eyes, its tired nerve cells burst forth with a long-lost pleasure!

It then presents the bloody reality to its kind, so that it may suffer as much as it does.

It's as if doing so would lessen its pain.

"They are the ones who will eventually become partners, and they are both human. They will mate, and their offspring will still be human."

Mr. Parasite raised his cat-like eyes, all gloom now gone: [Do you even know what it means to beg me? Not a single word of your nonsense is worth listening to. If you can't say anything to please me, then I can't do anything to satisfy you.]

The creature immediately panicked: "I, I, I'll say it again! That's not what I meant! What does my host matter? After all, you are the one who will never be separated from her!"

[Okay, continue.]

"What obstacles are physical bodies and species? The intertwining of thoughts is like you and your beloved being the most perfect beings...blah blah blah."

Mr. Parasite, resting his cat-like face on his hand, chuckled. Having heard enough flattering words, he finally spoke leisurely: "[I won't help you. I just made a mistake and disappointed her. I cherish the opportunity she gave me to make amends.]"

"..."