Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

The bustling city was already teeming with traffic early in the morning, with formally dressed pedestrians hurrying across the streets, some carrying breakfast in their hands.

Chi Xing's ethereal form floated in mid-air, saw a breakfast shop by the roadside with a drawer full of large steamed buns, and pursed his lips helplessly.

Are you done yet? Haven't you found a suitable identity yet?

250 frantically fiddled with his unresponsive little system, and in frustration, smashed it several times. Then, with a "bang," the little system exploded.

Akahoshi:......

The next second, a sharp explosion of 250 rang out from Chixing's sea of ​​consciousness:

【Ugh! My system is broken!!】

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Akahoshi's face fell completely. He couldn't get a good breakfast, he couldn't see Ayu, and most importantly, they had just suddenly fallen in and didn't know where they were.

250's whole body was a mess, and its black fur was all scrambled together. But after raising it for so many lifetimes, the cat has gotten a bit fatter and is quite cute.

[Your Highness, please don't worry. There must be a Celestial Lord in this world. Before the system glitched, I saw a glimpse of the plot. The Celestial Lord's name is Si Ningyu, and he's a transmigrator. Let's go find him.]

The red star drifted away with the wind and soon floated above a villa.

Wow, a huge villa with a big yard, Your Highness...

Akahoshi felt a suction force, and her ethereal body uncontrollably crashed into the frail body.

The boy, dressed in beige pajamas, rolled over in bed and then suddenly opened his eyes.

[Fifth grade?]

250 swallowed hard and whispered, "Your Highness, you've transmigrated into the body of a Celestial Lord."

Akahoshi: [What did you say?]

I hurriedly got out of the soft, light blue bed and quickly went into the bathroom.

The boy in the mirror had medium-length black hair, a cold and aloof expression, an unyielding sorrow between his brows, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and an unhealthy pale complexion.

He was very thin, and you could see the veins on the back of his hand when he raised his hand slightly.

What happened? Is Ayu still there?

250: [It seems you're sharing a single body.]

Akahashi looked into the mirror with her dark eyes and gently touched her face.

Isn't that just split personality?

250 scratched his head: [That's one way to put it, but we don't know when the Immortal Lord will wake up.]

"Your Highness, take it easy. I need to fix the system. I'll find you an identity after I'm done."

Chi Xing quickly washed up and returned to bed to try to sort through Si Ningyu's memories.

Si Ningyu's memories are somewhat confused.

In his original world, he had poor parents who, as far back as he could remember, never stopped arguing and fighting.

The cramped rented room was always filled with the smell of smoke and alcohol. Cockroaches often crawled onto the bed in the sunless room. The sounds of pots and pans being smashed were a constant throughout Si Ningyu's childhood.

Even after growing up, Si Ningyu's grades remained poor. He had no other friends, and even his favorite pet dog died.

One night, he committed suicide by taking a large amount of sleeping pills.

But when he woke up, he found himself inside a novel.

This is a novel with two male protagonists. The protagonist is Si Youning, a younger brother from a different father, and the male protagonist is Gu Xu'an, the older brother from next door.

And he, Si Ningyu, whose original name was Zhou Yu, is the wicked stepbrother who ruins the protagonist's relationship in the story.

His mother forced him to marry Uncle Si, made him change his surname to Uncle Si's, and even made him use the same character "Ning" as the protagonist's younger brother.

He has no memories of the original owner, so he can only try his best to live in this family and avoid contact with Si Youning.

But this younger brother is very naughty. He always steals his mother's attention and affection, takes away his toys, forces him to copy ugly books, and tears up his textbooks and diaries.

Sometimes they would lock him in his room and not let him go out.

Just like now, his bedroom door is locked again, and his mother is taking Si Youning out. They seem to be the biological mother and son.

In my memory, this is how the original text unfolded.

Si Ningyu will be disliked by more and more people, and even his mother, who loves him the most, will become increasingly disgusted with him.

Until his twentieth birthday, he would accidentally fall to his death.

Extracting these memories, Akahoshi felt a pang of heartache. Was she being abused to have become so thin?

There's another case of someone falling from a building at twenty? Si Ningyu is currently nineteen.

"Knock Knock-"

A knock came from outside, and Akahoshi frowned and sneered.

Just like Ayu remembered, this family was always putting on airs. They would knock on the door even though it was locked from the outside.

Then the sound of the door opening was heard, and someone tiptoed in, put something on the desk, and seemed to glance into the room quietly.

Soon, the outer door was closed, and this time it seemed to be unlocked.

Akahoshi got out of bed and went out into the outer room. The morning sunlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the entire living room was decorated in light colors.

On the easel next to the curtains was a...particularly abstract painting.

There were no books on the tidy desk, but a tray on it with a bowl of soft millet porridge, two peeled hard-boiled eggs, and a few steamed buns.

In her memory, Ayu seemed to sit here for breakfast every day because she didn't want to see that family's warmth.

It was a precious family time for the three of them, and he didn't seem quite comfortable sitting there.

Akahoshi placed a mirror in front of herself, looked at Ayu in the mirror, and began to eat breakfast seriously.

I was craving those big white steamed buns, and when I took a bite, the meat was tender and juicy, and the taste was amazing. They were delicious!

I glanced at a calendar hanging on the wall and saw a circle around it with the words "Back to School" written on it.

At nineteen, I should be in college.

Feeling tired, Akahoshi ate breakfast and went to sleep.

To ensure that he wouldn't lose his memory if it was Ayu who woke up, he also asked 250 to keep an eye on her so he would know what Ayu was doing every day.

She slept until noon, and when she woke up, it was still Akahoshi. There was another knock on the door, and a woman's voice came:

"Xiaoyu, are you awake? Mom cooked for you today. Shall we come downstairs for dinner?"

Akahoshi didn't speak, and the woman didn't come in either. Instead, she stood at the door and after a while said, "It's okay if you don't want to come down. I'll bring it up to you later, okay?"

"No need, I'll come down right away."

This was the first time Akahoshi had spoken in this body. His youthful voice carried an indescribable melancholy and was slightly hoarse, as if he rarely spoke.

"Okay, your dad and Xiaoyou are downstairs."

Akahoshi raised an eyebrow, changed into a white T-shirt and shorts, and tied her hair, which covered her eyebrows and eyes, back with a hair tie.

Akahoshi's dark eyes seemed to brighten slightly as she forced a smile at herself in the mirror, plotting how to deal with that scheming younger brother.

After all, she stole Ayu's mother's favor; what else could she be but a green tea b*tch?

As I walked downstairs, I saw a middle-aged man and a teenager sitting at a table in the restaurant.

The boy had a well-behaved appearance, with curved eyebrows and two dimples when he smiled, but his smile was replaced by surprise when he saw Akahoshi coming down.