Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

[Entering the next small world.]

250 transforms into a little black cat and squats next to the child.

After passing through the previous small world, 004 was taken home by its parents, while 250 cautiously looked around.

Akahoshi opened his eyes and found himself in a dark little space, which he guessed was a sealed box. He realized he was curled up inside the box.

The space was cramped, making it difficult to breathe, so Akahoshi had to take deep breaths.

With his keen hearing, he overheard someone outside saying, "After we finish this job, we'll go abroad with the boss. He's a rich young master; he won't let anyone go without taking tens of millions."

Another person laughed: "Hahaha, that's the famous Chi family, at least a hundred million."

"Besides, release him? You're dreaming. That brat has seen what we look like. Once we get the money, we'll..."

He made a throat-slitting gesture, and even though Akahoshi didn't see it, he understood what it meant.

His hands, which were tied behind his back, were bound with thick hemp rope. When his divine power was released, the rope broke.

The pain in his wrist made Akahoshi frown. What frustrated him even more was that he found his hands had become small and chubby. He had turned into a child.

[Your Highness, you have been kidnapped. The original owner of this body died after being starved for several days and kept in a wooden box for an extended period.]

You just turned three and were kidnapped during a kindergarten activity. Today is the seventh day.

Akahiko frowned even more deeply: [The original body?]

250 said regretfully, "The original owner has already been reincarnated; he will be happy in his next life."

[In the original storyline, Akahoshi also died here. A few years later, the Aka family expanded their business globally and killed the mastermind behind the kidnapping.]

250: [The mastermind isn't here. These people want money, but the person who leaked the information about Red Star is a member of the Li family in the US, a family that had a grudge against the Red family years ago.]

This is a story about a domineering CEO falling in love with a poor student tutor. The immortal lord's name is Nan Yu, the CEO's youngest brother, but due to certain events, Nan Yu is currently in an orphanage on the outskirts of Licheng.

With a "click," the box suddenly opened, revealing a man wearing a floral shirt and shorts, with striking blond hair, a somewhat dark complexion, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Seeing that the child's hands were not tied, he raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Oh, this kid's pretty capable, he can even untie these ropes?"

Akahoshi gazed at him indifferently.

"Once they bring the money, you can go to the Western Paradise. What kind of death do you want?"

The child remained silent, which angered the man, who slapped Chixing across the face.

The people outside were watching and having a good time, as if treating a three-year-old child like this was a perfectly normal little thing.

In an instant, blood mist splattered as the man's large hand was severed at the wrist and flung aside.

The man screamed in pain, clenching his teeth and clutching his arm, looking around in disbelief.

"Who?"

"Who goes there? It's me, get out here!"

"Brother Fan, are you alright?" The others rushed over to ask, their eyes darting around anxiously.

"Are these weapons really that advanced? They can sever a person's hand from a distance."

No one dared to touch the severed hand on the ground.

"Nonsense! Do I look like I'm alright? Hurry up and go check if anyone else is there!"

The group pushed and shoved each other, but eventually walked out. Akahoshi climbed out of the box and sneered.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the man called Brother Fan felt a chill run down his spine. Ignoring the pain in his arm, he turned around and met the child's sinister smile.

"You little beast, stop playing tricks on me, you... uh."

Chi Xing raised his hand, and Brother Fan was suspended in mid-air, as if a large hand was gripping his throat, causing his face to turn red and making no sound.

The little boy exuded immense malice; a playful glint flashed in his eyes, then he stared into Brother Fan's eyes and murmured:

“Go kill those people at the door, then turn yourself in and say the child is missing.”

Fan's gaze froze for a moment before returning to normal.

With a wave of his hand, Brother Fan stared at the still-fugitive face and picked up a rifle with his remaining hand.

A few minutes later, gunshots and screams rang out from outside the door.

Once the screams subsided, Brother Fan got into a car, didn't even glance at Akahoshi in the warehouse, and left with his evidence.

250: [Your Highness is just going to let him go like this?]

Akahoshi chuckled: [If we don't keep him alive, how can Dad and the others find the real culprit?]

"Would Your Highness like to go home and help with the investigation?"

Akahoshi shook her head, as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "I'm just a three-year-old, not a prodigy, I don't understand these things."

250: ...Well, I guess I'll have to lie down again.

As for Ayu's location, never mind, you can take me there.

250: ...

Three-year-old Akahoshi climbed into the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and said, "Let's go, Little Five."

The little black cat glanced at him helplessly; it really was just a little cat demon.

However, in the next instant, the little black cat transformed into a boy dressed in black robes.

The boy sighed, resigned himself to his fate, stepped on the gas, and turned the steering wheel.

Akahoshi raised an eyebrow: "Actually, you look good in human form too."

250's brows relaxed, and he boasted, "That's right, this cat is naturally handsome."

With the accelerator floored, an unlicensed vehicle sped wildly down a deserted road.

"Your Highness, take a nap. You'll arrive when you wake up," 250 said.

At this moment, Akahoshi had just finished drinking a carton of milk. He had been hungry for too long and had been living in fear, so he was already exhausted.

After saying 250, he tilted his head to the side and fell asleep.

The denim overalls were dirty, with red bloodstains and mud on them.

250 suggested he change his clothes, but Akahoshi didn't.

As darkness fell, the orphanage gates remained closed, and the children inside played scattered around the yard.

A small child sat against the corner of the wall, quietly watching the other children, his little face stern.

"Little cripple, you're not allowed to sit here." A child ran over and tried to push him.

Nan Yu glanced at him, stood up, and limped away.

The child watched his retreating figure and sneered, "A lame and mute monster."

"Xiaoshan, don't talk nonsense. Nanyu is your younger brother. You should give way to him." The woman's voice was a little impatient.

Xiao Shan reluctantly nodded, then looked at the woman and pleaded, "Aunt Lin, I was wrong. I won't say it again. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Aunt Lin's complexion improved a bit, and she tapped his head: "Alright, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."

Then he called out to the yard, "Go wash your hands and eat, Xiaoming, Xiaobei, Xiaoyu..."

The children obediently went inside, just as a loud knocking came from the door.

"You guys get the children their food first, I'll go out and check on things."

Dean Lin is a middle-aged woman. Besides her, there are two other women who take care of more than a dozen children.

The door opened, but there was no one outside. She looked down and saw a fair-skinned child standing on the ground, covered in dirt, with big, pitiful eyes looking at her.