Quick Transmigration: Playing the Role of a Devoted Tool

The hatch opened, and members of the Guardians of the Galaxy, dressed in silver-gray combat suits, filed out in unison, their energy weapons gleaming with a cold blue light.

"All personnel on high alert! Surround the target area! Kill any resisters without mercy! Human prisoners to be brought under centralized control!"

Natalie's voice came through the loudspeaker, calm yet carrying an unquestionable commanding tone.

She stood at the entrance to the landing module, her white cloak fluttering in the heat, her sharp gaze sweeping over the chaotic orphanage below.

The guards quickly deployed into formation, forming an impenetrable net that completely surrounded the burning orphanage.

The androids who were still struggling and resisting had just raised their weapons when they were hit by precise energy beams, and their bodies instantly turned into a pile of mechanical wreckage emitting black smoke.

The fleeing humans were stopped one by one by the guards, their hands bound behind their backs with energy restraints, and they were pushed and shoved together in an open space, their faces full of fear and confusion.

The entire process was orderly and efficient, a stark contrast to the chaos that had just occurred.

Natalie stepped through the scattered pebbles and walked into the group of controlled prisoners, her eyes carefully searching each face.

She was looking for that boy, the one with the stunning looks who had always held a place in her heart.

However, most of the prisoners were ordinary staff members of the orphanage and civilians who were implicated. I looked them over several times, but I didn't see that familiar face.

Her heart clenched suddenly, and an ominous premonition gripped her.

Is it...

He died in the artillery fire just now?

Natalie's fingertips felt slightly cold, and she immediately turned to give an order to her adjutant beside her.

"Send another team to conduct a thorough search of the area within a three-kilometer radius of the orphanage. Be meticulous and don't miss any corner!"

She had to confirm his safety, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance.

Meanwhile, in a secluded room deep within the orphanage, Tomina slowly slid down the cold wall.

A gruesome energy burn was visible on his chest, green blood gushing from the wound, soaking his translucent body and forming a puddle on the ground.

He was seriously injured while trying to dodge the attack during the guard's surprise attack, and all his strength was rapidly draining away.

He leaned against the wall, struggled to his feet, and scanned the empty room with his eyes.

Without his lover, Qi Ran is not here.

A low whimper escaped Tomina's throat, like that of a wounded beast.

Following the faint, lingering scent of sorrow in the air, he dragged his heavy steps, moving slowly in one direction.

A long trail of green blood stretched behind him, each step accompanied by intense pain, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

Following the faint, lingering scent of sorrow in the air, he dragged his heavy steps, moving slowly in one direction.

A long trail of green blood stretched behind him, each step accompanied by intense pain, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

However, his injuries were too severe. The intense pain in his chest became more and more intense, and his vision began to blur. He had only taken a few steps out of the secluded room when his legs could no longer support his weight, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

The wound on his chest ripped open instantly, and a large amount of green blood gushed from his mouth, splattering onto the ground in front of him.

Tomina's gaze was fixed on the direction from which the aura was coming.

That's where Qi Ran might be; there won't be the slightest deviation.

His thin, bony fingers tightly gripped a tuft of black hair in his arms.

What he had secretly taken from Qi Ran was his only greed, and also the only force that had sustained him to get here.

"Qi...ran..."

He used his last bit of strength to squeeze the name out of his throat, his voice so broken it was almost inaudible.

His eyes were churning with overwhelming pain and resentment, as well as an obsession with greed. His fingers clenched tighter and tighter, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Finally, his head tilted limply to one side, his eyes still wide open, fixed on the direction from which the breath had come, and he was completely lifeless.

The wind swept past, carrying sparks, and stirred his green hair that lay scattered on the ground, as well as the tuft of black hair tightly clutched on the grass, conveying an endless sense of desolation amidst the swirling smoke.

Tomina doesn't understand love.

He's a monster.

His mother was a poor human girl who conceived him after being possessed by a monster.

His mother died on the day he was born.

The caregiver told Tomina that he didn't need love, and that locking him up whenever she wanted was better than anything else.

Therefore, Tomina believed for the rest of her life that locking up the person she liked was love.

He imprisoned Qi Ran for more than seven years and also hurt Qi Ran for more than seven years.

He didn't know how to educate children, so he taught Soma everything he had learned.

Soma inherited everything from him.

His arrogance, his indifference, his lack of love, and his twisted nature.

...................

Natalie found Qi Ran.

he died.

Upon seeing Soma, Natalie personally took the adjutant's weapon and killed it.

Soma fell into Qi Ran's arms, softly calling out "Mom," her longing for everything about him finally dissipating from her eyes.

Surrounded by flames, Natalie kicked the monster's corpse aside, picked up Qi Ran, and left.

Qi Ran is an Earthling.

His grave should not be on Granz.

She will arrange for a guard team to take Qi Ran's ashes back.

Later, the hoax on Grantz was exposed, and countless powerful families distanced themselves from it, as if they hadn't done those dirty things.

Without hesitation, Natalie presented the century-old bloody evidence of the orphanage to the Galactic Court. Although she did not completely eradicate the evil mastermind behind it, she still tore a piece of flesh from them.

Many years later, six people emerged from the abyss on Planet Grantz.

One of them had dark red hair.

When they found the orphanage by following their memories, all they saw was a pile of ruins.

Honghong was dumbfounded. "Daddy, where's Mommy?"

The same applies to the other four offspring.

"Dad, don't you know where Mom's house is?" the fourth child asked.

"Yes, Mom said she would wait for us," the third child said.

"Dad, you're such a useless piece of trash," the second son said with disdain.

The eldest child didn't say anything, but lay down on the ground and sniffed. The scent was very faint, but he could still smell a trace of his mother's fragrance.

Xiao Hei glanced at the abandoned caretaker, then his gaze fell on the city not far away.

"Your mothers are Earthlings, so if you want to go to Earth, you have to disguise yourself."

"Wow!"

"I'm going too!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Only the fifth sister, Honghong, remained silent. "I'm not going."

So they left.

As if she had discovered something, Honghong walked to a spot in the ruins, smelled the blood in the soil, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

He looked at the group of people who were leaving, knowing that they would never find their mother again.

My mother is dead.

He couldn't be mistaken; it was the smell of death.