Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

From the Lunar New Year until the eve of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, most shops are closed and there are very few pedestrians on the streets.

This led the hungry parasites to set their sights on Xia Yangyang, who always commuted to and from get off work alone.

Xia Yangyang paused at the familiar alley entrance, hands in her pockets, glancing at the blue parasitic species lying in wait inside.

Xia Yangyang: [No, is this place badly feng shui?]

Why do I keep attracting these parasites?

System: [A dark, damp road between residential and commercial areas, lacking surveillance cameras.]

Xia Yangyang's words had a hidden meaning: "[Sigh, this is really difficult. What should we do?]"

System: [Detour?]

Xia Yangyang pretended to be deep in thought: [How about we buy this land from the government and turn it into a public toilet or something?]

System: [...Are you burning money?]

Xia Yangyang covered her mouth in surprise: [Oh my! How did you know my "reward for combating major terrorists endangering society" had arrived?]

system:[……]

Xia Yangyang: [You even know you received 1.5 million?]

System: [I don't know.]

Xia Yangyang crossed her arms behind her head: [Yeah, hahaha, after paying off all the debts, I still have a million left, and I really don't know where to spend it.]

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The parasitic species opposite was left to rot in the cold wind.

The creature watched as the weak human before him laughed heartily and muttered to himself, completely disregarding him.

Its molars were grinding together with a creaking sound, and its powerful tentacles twisted up from behind.

Suddenly it sprang up and crashed down like a giant boulder.

"Damn it, you stupid human, I'll flick you away with a single finger!!"

Xia Yangyang, her cheeks flushed, nestled inside the scarf as she looked up at it, standing still.

She closed her eyes.

The wind stirred up by the attack ruffled the stray hairs that clung to her cheekbones.

A cold tentacle covered her eyes, the wind stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a muffled "glug glug" sound of something heavy hitting the jelly.

I heard soft, moving sounds in my ears.

Xia Yangyang's lips curled up as she took a step forward, stepping onto the soft, mushy black mud on the ground.

"I've got you."

The texture is a bit disgusting.

She wanted to hug it, but hesitated.

I don't know where it's been hiding, but it smells like sewage and the pungent odor of a garbage can.

The black mud that was being stepped on tried to run away in a panic, but it was afraid that if it pulled away, it would fall.

I might as well break free of the cells she's stepping on.

Xia Yangyang realized it was about to run away again, and tried her best to pry off the tentacles on its eyes, but they were as if they were welded on and she couldn't pry them off at all. She chased after it for two steps following the sound.

"Don't leave!"

"..."

"You've dirtied my face, and you're still going to leave?"

Mr. Parasite turned his head and saw that her fair face was covered in dirt. He wanted to wipe it off for her, but then realized that he was already that dirty, and wiping it off would only make her dirtier.

System: [Hey, don't scare it! Be gentle, be gentle! Didn't you say you were going to talk to it properly? Think about your mission!]

Xia Yangyang: [Scared it...? How did I scare it?]

She was just a little anxious.

She heard a hoarse, lisping "I'm sorry" come from in front of her.

Then, the wet, crawling sounds faded into the distance.

Xia Yangyang did not chase after her.

She lowered her head, biting her rosy lips with her pearly teeth, as if trying her best to restrain herself but unable to stop the tears from flowing.

The bright moonlight shone on the surrounding snow, making the night exceptionally bright.

"You don't like me anymore, do you, Mr. Parasite!" she shouted at it.

"..."

"Did you appear in my life and then disappear again and again just to break my heart?"

Mr. Parasite felt pain all over his body when he heard her words.

It felt its own neuroblasts throbbing with grief.

I hurt my lover.

It cannot leave, not even if she sees it in its current ugly state; she looks to be in more pain than it.

"I, I..."

Mr. Parasite crawled back.

He spent two years sculpting his body into a human form.

It will come back, just in the way she likes.

She will fall in love with it then, and love it as if it were a human.

She would never remember how awful the parasite had hurt her.

It also wouldn't let her know that it was it.

That was the ending it longed for.

"..."

"I like... Yangyang."

"..."

"More than any other life, I love... Rippling."

Its enormous, fleshy body stood before her, large enough to engulf her entire body.

The lover before her smiled slightly, and glistening tears streamed from the veiled tentacles down to her chin.

"Really? Take those tentacles off. I want you to look me in the eye and say it again."

Her gentle smile made Mr. Parasite unable to resist obeying her.

It stopped.

"Wait for me... Yangyang, in two more years, I can come back."

Xia Yangyang didn't know what it was making her wait for.

It turned around and was about to leave again.

"But I can't wait for you anymore, I have to go."

She murmured to herself.

At this sentence, Mr. Parasite's departing body paused.

It crawled back: "Go, where to?"

"Australia, a very, very far away place, a place where once we part ways, I'll never see you again."

Xia Yangyang looked up at a 45-degree angle, feeling melancholic, and began to make up stories.

"When are you coming back?"

"Our whole family is moving there and we're not coming back."

After a long silence, Mr. Parasite finally uttered a dry, "There are others like him there; it's dangerous."

"It won't be dangerous. I'll settle down there, meet a brave and responsible man who will protect me, fall in love, start a family, raise children, and then forget you."

Her face showed a mixture of longing and sadness.

"Forgot...me?"

Mr. Parasite chewed on those three words, and suddenly neither of them spoke.

Mr. Parasite stood there blankly and quietly, looking dull and confused.

It wanted her to forget it.

But why is the pain all over my body even worse?

Xia Yangyang felt that the atmosphere was just right, so she started serving the main dishes.

"Because I am human, humans cannot endure long waits. The human brain has limited capacity. When new things come in, old things naturally have to leave."

"..."

But Mr. Parasite is different; he has a great many nerve cells.

Everyone can remember her.

Mr. Parasite felt like crying, so he looked up at the clear night sky.

Xia Yangyang reached out and touched something cool and slippery. It recoiled for a moment, then let her place her hand on it again.

It has a very smooth curved surface and a soft, bouncy feel.

"I haven't seen you for two years. Actually, I've almost forgotten what you look like now."

"Let's go together in two years."

Its tone was pleading.

Xia Yangyang shook her head cruelly: "It's not two years from now, it's right now."

"No!" It was about to cry.

"..."

"Take me with you."

Its tentacles began to wrap around her from her ankle boots, then slipped inside her sleeves and pressed against her skin.

I wish I could squeeze into her body through her pores.

Xia Yangyang shivered from the cold, and the stench made her tilt her neck back.

I need to take it for a bath soon.

She needs to wash her own clothes, and she can't wear this down jacket anymore; she needs to buy a new one.

Driven by his emotions, Mr. Parasite became somewhat insane, pulling her whole body into his body.

Her body, limbs, hair, ears, every part of her body.

Only her cheeks were left exposed to the air.

But it still heard her say, "I can't take you with me without seeing you."

"I...I,I..."

It's still thinking of other reasons and excuses.

But Xia Yangyang didn't give it a chance to speak: "So, I'm sorry, although I like you very much too, if you insist on making me wait for you, then you shouldn't follow me anymore, it's pointless."

After she finished speaking...

It felt like the fleshy paste covering my whole body had seeped out a layer of water.

The water gathered and quickly spread into a small river.

Its body was also trembling, much like the frequency of a human sobbing.

The pressure on my eyes has subsided.

Bathed in moonlight, Xia Yangyang saw its true form.

It had grown bigger than the last time I saw it two years ago, like a swirling black wave.

It was still sobbing, and water was gushing out of its cells:

"I'm sorry, Yangyang, I... I'm ugly..."