Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

Xiao Hei fed Qi Ran a lot of detoxifying mucus, and Qi Ran was full from eating.

The only good thing is that he doesn't feel tired now and can still walk for a while.

Not long after, Qi Ran saw the white building of the orphanage.

Little Blackie's sticky words echoed in my ears.

wait for me.

Wait for me to come back.

It won't be long, Ranran. I'll bring the kids to see you then.

Don't you really like Honghong?

I'm giving it to you.

Qi Ran looked at the building of the orphanage, and as he turned around, it seemed as if something in the jungle was watching him.

Monsters have very long lifespans, long enough to forget unhappy things.

Qi Ran thought that he could not keep this promise.

Honghong is very cute, and the other babies are cute too, but they are still best with Wusi.

Us is powerful enough to protect them.

Qi Ran took a step, but before she even reached the orphanage, she was surrounded by armed androids.

They knocked Qi Ran unconscious and took her back to the orphanage.

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The room was dark, with only a sliver of cold gray seeping through the cracks in the walls, barely outlining the frail and thin figure.

He knelt on the cold metal floor, his black hair stuck to his sweat-dampened forehead, and three bluish-green plant tentacles tightly strangling his neck.

Those are Tomina's tentacles.

The skin was covered with a layer of slippery mucus, and dark purple fluid flowed from the veins. The tip was still wriggling slightly, like a living snake.

The tentacles tightened their grip, and Qi Ran's cheeks quickly flushed an unnatural red.

Her once dazzlingly bright eyes were now covered with a layer of mist, and her long eyelashes trembled like the wings of a dying butterfly.

His hands grasped at the tentacles in vain, his fingertips turning white, but he couldn't even leave a trace.

Tomina stood before Qi Ran, her twisted body reflected in the cold gray, her eyes churning with bloodlust.

He moved closer to the boy, his tentacle gently tracing the boy's chin, feeling the delicate, almost fragile skin.

Qi Ran's lips turned pale, her breathing became a series of soft sobs, each gasp tinged with suffocation.

It's so beautiful.

Tomina thought.

It would be such a waste to crush such a face and such a figure.

His murderous intent surged like a tide, only to be suppressed by a strange sense of tenderness.

The grip of the tentacles tightened.

The boy immediately took a greedy breath, his chest heaving violently, and tears of rationality welled up in his eyes, sliding down his jawline and dripping onto the tentacles, scalding Tomina slightly.

"Where is that monster?" Tomina's voice was hoarse and cold, like sandpaper rubbing against metal.

Qi Ran looked up and met his gaze calmly, without any fear.

Even when she was so weak she was about to faint, she stubbornly bit her lip and refused to say a single word.

Tomina's patience ran out instantly.

More tentacles surged out from behind him, coiling around the boy's wrists and ankles like venomous snakes.

Qi Ran's pupils contracted sharply, and before he could struggle, he heard two crisp cracking sounds.

That's the sound of bones breaking.

The excruciating pain spread through his limbs, and the boy shuddered, letting out a short cry of pain, which was immediately silenced by a tentacle that suddenly wrapped around his lips.

The sound was stuck in his throat, turning into a muffled sob.

His wrists and ankles were twisted at bizarre angles, and blood seeped out from the gaps in the tentacles, staining the bluish-green skin red.

Qi Ran's body convulsed violently, tears streaming down her face, blurring her vision, yet she still stared intently at Tomina, her eyes showing no intention of saying anything.

Tomina looked at Qi Ran's face, pale with pain, and at the look in his eyes. Her tentacles slowly tightened, suffocating the boy once again.

Kill him, and that will solve everything.

But seeing the boy's broken yet stubborn appearance, Tomina stopped what she was doing once again.

What a pity.

he thinks.

"You love him that much?"

Tomina found it ridiculous that a caretaker had fallen in love with a monster and would rather die than admit it. "So, how did you get back? It didn't want you anymore, did it?"

Tomina seemed to understand something.

The cracking sound of bones breaking still echoed in the sealed room. Qi Ran lay limp on the cold ground, her limbs hanging at twisted angles.

He wasn't in pain; the pain receptors were blocked, but the body's instinctive discomfort was undeniable.

Qi Ran's face was as white as paper, her lips were bitten until they bled, her breathing was rapid and weak, and tears were falling unconsciously from the corners of her eyes.

As Tomina looked at the boy's broken state, the fierceness in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by an almost obsessive tenderness.

The tentacles wrapped around Qi Ran seemed to sense their master's emotions, instantly softening their sharpness and strength, becoming gentle and docile.

They carefully bypassed the boy's twisted wrists and ankles, slowly lifting him up from the ground.

The tentacles were very gentle, as if afraid of hurting him again.

Tomina bent down and gently wrapped her body around Qi Ran, pulling him into her arms.

Tentacles replaced hands, gently brushing away the boy's sweaty bangs and wiping away the tear stains on his cheeks, their movements carrying an almost reverent care.

Qi Ran's body was tense and trembling, but because of the fractures in her limbs, she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

He could only let himself be held in the arms of this monster that had killed countless lives, the faint, grassy smell of its tentacles lingering around his nose.

There was also a faint, almost imperceptible, clean scent, similar to the crispness of earth after rain.

"Stop arguing, Qi Ran."

Tomina's voice was no longer the hoarse sound of sandpaper rubbing, but a deep and gentle sound, like the night wind rustling through the leaves.

"It's not worth getting yourself into this state for a heartless monster."

His tentacles gently patted Qi Ran's back, the movements slow and soothing.

The tentacles that had once suffocated him and twisted his limbs were now obediently pressed against his back, like the softest silk.

"The orphanage is your home."

Tomina lowered her head, leaned close to the boy's ear, and spoke with a subtle, seductive tone.

"I know you ran away because you were rebellious and wanted to see the world. It's okay, I forgive you."

The tentacles slowly slid down to Qi Ran's neck, no longer tightening their grip, but gently wrapping around her like a tender restraint.

"I'll give you one chance to make a mistake."

The scent of Tomina brushed against the boy's ear, carrying the crispness of grass and trees.

"Be good, I will take good care of you, even better than before."

Qi Ran's eyelashes trembled violently.

He opened his chapped lips, but only broken, breathy sounds came out of his throat.

The cold grayness of the sealed room remained unchanged, but the warmth of Tomina's embrace made him tremble all over.

Qi Ran eventually fainted.

Tomina reverted to human form and took the disobedient child outside.

He led Qi Ran to a laboratory, which was his true form—a gigantic vine monster in the midst of its reproductive season.

The surrounding area was filled with brightly colored flowers, each one as large as a person.

Tomina looked at the unconscious person and smiled. Such a good-looking caretaker, it would be a waste to kill him, so she might as well pollinate him for her.

He placed the boy into a flower, and the bud's core enveloped the boy one by one. The petals slowly closed, and the rest of the flower also subconsciously contracted.

Tomina gasped for breath, squinting her eyes as she savored the ultimate experience.