Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

The battle was exceptionally fierce.

The Zerg are too numerous and fearless. Their hard shells can stop many bullets, and only attacks on weak points such as compound eyes and abdomen can be fatal.

The Zerg relentlessly assaulted the Sentinels' defenses, the sounds of artillery fire, gunfire, roars, and the Zerg's screech mingling together in a deafening roar.

Xia Ye's arm was grazed by gravel, and blood flowed down her arm onto the butt of her gun.

His hands, gripping the gun, were slippery, but he didn't care. He just gritted his teeth and kept pulling the trigger and shifting positions.

In his mental world, the little falcon howled anxiously, constantly sending out warnings of danger and helping him avoid several attacks from the Zerg from the side and rear.

When the magazine was empty, he quickly reloaded, his movements so swift and efficient that he didn't seem like a new recruit.

The uniform was soaked with sweat and stuck to my body, making me feel very uncomfortable.

His vision became somewhat blurred from aiming for so long, and he fought entirely by relying on his spiritual body's warnings and instincts.

The battle lasted for two full days and two nights.

As day turned to night, the gunfire never ceased.

The sentries were exhausted and suffered heavy casualties.

The once orderly ranks gradually thinned out, and more and more people fell.

Many men's guns overheated and jammed, forcing them to pull out their spare pistols to continue fighting.

It wasn't until reinforcements arrived with heavy firepower that the Zerg offensive was barely suppressed.

Meanwhile, the hospital where Qi Ran was located was also in complete chaos.

The sirens of ambulances wailed as a steady stream of severely wounded sentries were brought in, some with severed limbs, others covered in blood and barely breathing.

The doctors and nurses at the hospital were extremely busy.

One by one, the lights in the emergency room came on, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and disinfectant.

As a counseling doctor, Qi Ran does not need to participate in limb resuscitation.

He stood in the corner of the hall, looking at the busy yet tragic scene before him, his brows furrowed.

His spiritual form, a silver butterfly, landed on his shoulder, its wings trembling slightly.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached, and several medical staff carried a stretcher past.

When Qi Ran inadvertently looked up and her gaze fell on the person on the stretcher, her heart suddenly clenched.

It was a summer night.

The sentry boy who came two days ago.

He was covered in blood, and his face, which had been quite energetic, was now completely bloodless.

One of his arms and one of his legs were twisted at an odd angle, clearly broken.

His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed in pain, and he was uttering weak groans.

Qi Ran instinctively wanted to step forward, but stopped abruptly.

The system had told him that the hospital's repair technology was advanced enough that as long as Xia Ye was still alive, they could cure him and reattach his severed limbs.

But the excruciating pain is something that no technology can replace.

Qi Ran stood there, watching the stretcher being wheeled into the emergency room. The silver butterfly on his shoulder gently nuzzled his cheek, as if to comfort him.

The hall remained a hive of activity, filled with wails and the ticking of medical equipment, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

Ge Xi came down when she heard the commotion.

Seeing Qi Ran outside the crowd, Ge Xi came to Qi Ran's side, ruffled his hair, took his hand and led him through the back door to the parking lot to go home.

In the passenger seat, Qi Ran, exhausted from the day, drifted off to sleep.

I woke up again when Ge Xi woke me up.

He knelt down by the bed and kissed Qi Ran. Qi Ran was so breathless from the kiss that Ge Xi stopped trying to continue and pulled her out of the covers.

"Dinner's ready, sweetheart."

"Mmm." Qi Ran obediently got up, yawning as she sat down.

Looking at the table full of delicious-looking dishes, Qi Ran sincerely admired Ge Xi's cooking skills, saying they were much better than his.

Seeing that Qi Ran was enjoying her meal, Ge Xi finally picked up her chopsticks as well.

Halfway through the meal, Ge Xi told Qi Ran.

"Honey, I have to work overtime tonight, so I won't be able to stay with you. Get some rest at home."

"Okay." Qi Ran nodded without doubt.

After finishing her meal, Ge Xi cleaned up the kitchen, took off her apron, and cuddled with Qi Ran for a few minutes before leaving the house.

Qi Ran lay on the sofa watching TV, feeling extremely satisfied that she didn't have to serve Ge Xi.

My butt is practically bleeding.

He needs to get a good night's rest.

"System, is he going hunting?"

Yes. Ge Xi encountered a high-ranking sentry today, and accepted his invitation, but the location was chosen by Ge Xi herself—a very secluded spot.

"Does he really have to eat people?" Qi Ran asked, puzzled.

[In reality, it's not needed, but the Insect Queen requires the Insect King's fluid, something unique to the Insect race. Since Goshi is on the human side, she can't obtain the Insect King's fluid and can only eat humans to fill her hungry body.]

A mature Zerg Queen is genetically unisolated from any race. The same applies to Goshi; the more special Sentinels she consumes, the more powerful and unique Zerg will be born from her eggs, thus expanding the Zerg's strength.

Furthermore, the Zerg are evolving; currently, some Zerg races already possess combat abilities similar to humans.

Qi Ran was stunned, forgetting to eat the potato chips in her hand.

Suddenly, a terrible question occurred to him.

He lowered his head and touched his flat stomach.

"System, Ge Xi slept with me, will I produce worms?" Qi Ran asked, her face crestfallen, her hair standing on end in fear.

No. The queen insect can mate with any gender and race, but if you are human, specifically a male human, you will not have insect offspring unless you are a female human.

"That's good," Qi Ran breathed a sigh of relief, her ahoge (cowlick) softened, and she continued eating potato chips.

The system was left speechless, both amused and exasperated.

[Has the host never performed a mission in this dimension before?]

Qi Ran shook her head, her cheeks puffed out, like a cute squirrel curled up on the sofa.

The system glanced at the time and reminded Qi Ran that it was time to rest.

It's 10 o'clock.

"Okay." Qi Ran turned off the TV, went to wash up and go to bed.

Lying in bed, without Ge Xi's sweet embrace, Qi Ran felt a little unaccustomed.

However, he was too tired and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the living room door clicked open and slowly opened.

Ge Xi returned to the living room with lazy steps.

His fingertips still held undried, pale green insectoid fluid, a few drops of which trickled down his knuckles and landed on the clean floor, leaving faint stains.

Looking around, she couldn't see her lover, a satisfied yet slightly wild smile playing on her lips.

The warm yellow light enveloped Ge Xi, but it did not completely conceal the strong insectoid aura emanating from him.

The silver hair, tied up high, was no longer just covered with scattered silver scales.

Instead, large, fine silver armor spread along the roots of her hair, condensing into sharp silver spikes at the ends, pulsating gently with her breath, gleaming with a cold, lustrous light.

Those iconic blue eyes now appeared even more eerie.

His pupils shrank into narrow vertical pupils, and faint silver lines spread across the whites of his eyes. The silver lines at the corners of his eyes were thick and heavy, like a spider web, winding down his neck and disappearing into his half-open collar.

The collarbone was also covered with a whole piece of translucent silver armor, and the edges where they met the skin were still twitching slightly, as if they were slowly expanding as if they were alive.

The silver insect wings on its back were surprisingly large.

When fully extended, it almost fills half of the living room wall.