Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Song's mother screamed in pain, and Song Yuzhi then realized that she hadn't stopped the two of them from talking.

But it's okay, no one will care about them.

He taped their mouths shut and continued what he was doing.

They were hit again and again until all four of their legs were deformed.

"How was it? Was the force enough? This is how you treated me when I was a child. I will pay you back one by one in the future. Mom and Dad, you must live well."

The two were drenched in cold sweat, their clothes soaked through, but they were speechless and could only watch in despair as Song Yuzhi left the room.

Song Yuzhi made a voice call to Tao Zhou to let him know that everything was fine on her end.

She posted another video saying that both her parents were sick and hoped that everyone would stop cyberbullying them, since they were both useless anyway.

Song Yuzhi would occasionally feed them spoiled food, and sometimes she would give them dead rats that netizens had sent to her mother. Whether they ate them or threw them away, Song Yuzhi didn't have to worry about them.

In the end, it was Song's father who begged for mercy, hoping that Song Yuzhi would let him go.

But Song Yuzhi is no longer the same Song Yuzhi as before; the current Song Yuzhi is someone who can't stand being taken advantage of.

Song Yuzhi kept thinking about the suffering the original owner of the body had endured, and every day he would find different ways to torture the two of them.

Six months later, Song's mother attempted suicide by jumping off a building.

Song Yuzhi is like a devil; he always appears whenever they want to do something, and this time is no exception.

"My dear mother, how could you die? Your son hasn't been filial enough yet."

Song Yuzhi's voice was like that of a demon from hell; just hearing his voice made Song's parents tremble with fear.

First, she broke their legs. When she was in a good mood, she would bandage them up. When she was in a bad mood, Song Yuzhi would break their hands as well.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go, please."

The two men's pleas for mercy did not satisfy Song Yuzhi; this time, the recovery time after the legs were broken might be even longer.

"Tsk, how dramatic. I haven't even scolded you yet. It's just a broken leg, what's the big deal?"

While saying this, he showed no mercy. Song Yuzhi wasn't worried about them dying; if they died, they died.

He had already spread the word that the two were seriously ill and recuperating at home, and that no one would care about their family affairs.

And so, Song Yuzhi tormented them for three years, until one day, Song's father deliberately set the house on fire.

The couple and their house were burned to the ground.

Song Yu thought to himself, "They've really gotten off too easy."

211 chimed in: "It's not cheap. They also have to serve their sentence in hell, a full eighteen levels, going through each one once. That's enough to make them suffer."

Song Yuzhi was satisfied: "That's more like it."

After the matter was over, Song Yuzhi was taken abroad by Tao Zhou to meet his parents.

After Song Yuzhi started working with Tao Zhou, the two spent time together every day. Seeing that Song Yuzhi was becoming more and more cheerful, Tao Zhou started planning to confess his feelings.

He liked Song Yuzhi shortly after they met.

I can't quite put my finger on what I like about him, maybe it's his resolute yet slightly arrogant inner self.

On Song Yuzhi's nineteenth birthday, Tao Zhou gave him a better camera and took the opportunity to confess his feelings.

The two naturally got together; there were no dramatic plot twists or anything about them not being able to be together.

After meeting their parents, they held their wedding abroad and received countless blessings.

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At night, Ayu nestled in Chixing's arms and fell asleep.

They were currently staying in the fairytale-like country of Switzerland, where the temperature inside was just right, and the two of them were sleeping soundly.

In her dream, Ayu smiled at Song Yuzhi, the former cannon fodder: "Little Zhi, congratulations!"

Song Yuzhi nodded on the other end: "Thank you. Are you and Chixing alright? Has he bullied you? Don't be afraid of him, Mom and Dad will stand up for you."

Ayu shook her head: "He won't bully me. If Tao Zhou dares to bully you, tell 211 and have him get a stun gun."

Tao Zhou is a very nice person; he won't bully me.

Two people who look alike chat in a dream, and a shooting star streaks across the sky, overlapping at a certain moment.

Two people from parallel worlds found their own happiness at the same time.