Quick Transmigration: A Super-Effective Novel Within a Super-Effective Novel

Chu Huai can no longer be called Chu Huai; he doesn't care that Lin Zhao recognizes him as the God of War.

He continued to shield Lin Zhao from the heavenly lightning, his expression remaining calm.

“Zhaozhao, you know I’ve always loved you. Even when you were naughty and betrayed us, I never wanted you dead.”

The voice of God is ethereal and far-reaching, speaking gently and calmly, capable of quelling all anger.

“No matter what the gods one, two, and three intend, I will insist on sparing your life. Without my consent, even if they are gods, they cannot judge you.”

"Besides, they love you very much too."

But these words sounded particularly ironic to Lin Zhao. She turned her head to look at the main god, and the way he looked at people like ants, like pets, made her even angrier.

"Ha, you can keep me alive, but then what? Keep me in the Quick Transmigration Bureau as your pet? Or let me remain in seclusion on the eighteenth floor for countless more years?"

Back then, she was betrayed by her own system, and the four main gods descended to capture her. She was not unable to escape, and she was able to fight to the death to break the deadlock.

But she couldn't understand, couldn't understand her past and present, and didn't understand the meaning of fighting to the death only to be betrayed.

She didn't know whether what she was doing was right or wrong.

So she surrendered without resistance and willingly entered the eighteenth floor of the Quick Transmigration Bureau, where she remained for hundreds or thousands of years.

So long that she herself couldn't remember how long she had been inside.

It wasn't until the moment she finally understood that she broke out of the building, kidnapped the newly manufactured 710, and began her current journey of quick transmigration.

Yes, back then she couldn't understand it, so she willingly surrendered, but now, her resolve will only grow stronger.

"Rather than going back with you and becoming a soulless pet again... ha, I'd rather die a glorious death."

Lin Zhao turned around. No matter what the world might become, she only knew that, for the sake of that pride, she would kill Xia Donglai today!

"Zhao Zhao...you're really something, you're good at everything, except you're disobedient." The God of War's tone was full of regret.

"You want a well-behaved one? Then please make another one!"

Lin Zhao didn't turn his head back.

"Even if you don't die, you'll be injured." The Supreme God Si Youyou withdrew his hand slightly, and the overflowing lightning struck Lin Zhao again.

Lin Zhao gritted his teeth, "That's still better than having your fate controlled by you!"

"Hey."

The Supreme God sighed deeply, "The Heavenly Order will not kill him; your efforts will be in vain."

Having said that, He completely released His grip.

As the torrents surged into Lin Zhao's body, she felt intense pain, yet also an overwhelming sense of relief.

"If Heaven won't kill him, I will!"

"Ah-ha!"

It was an earth-shattering act. Lin Zhao no longer held back and swung her sword down with all her might. In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled, and all the lightning exploded around her. The moment the sword fell, Xia Donglai turned into dust and was completely shattered by her.

"Boom——"

Cracks also appeared in the sky.

Lin Zhao's actions not only killed Xia Donglai, but also shattered the dimensional order of this small world.

She broke free not only from the constraints of lightning, but also from the constraints imposed on her by the dimensional order.

It wasn't that she lacked the ability; it's just that finally, finally, this moment had arrived, and she had no regrets.

The sky cracked open, and countless bolts of lightning struck the earth indiscriminately, with the most striking Lin Zhao.

She fell from the sky, and lightning followed her.

Before she closed her eyes, she had only one thought.

Hopefully, 710's data won't be erased, and that it can carry on her legacy and fulfill the wish she almost reached...

"Hey."

With another sigh, Lin Zhao vaguely saw the main god Si and the other main gods fly to her side and reach out to touch her forehead.

"Looking at flowers in the water is like gazing at the moon in the water."

The golden light blocked out everything in front of them.

She lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, all I saw was a cold white space, an extremely quiet and technologically advanced room, and there was no one else in the room.

She appeared to be resting standing up, with her arms crossed over her chest, wearing a silver-white protective suit, and facing a glass dome.

She blinked twice, and a hissing sound came from her ears. The glass dome slowly opened, and she heard a cold, mechanical female voice.

“Number N052959, your physical injuries have been repaired. Please return to your post as soon as possible and report to the commander of the guard.”

Physical trauma? Guards?

Lin Zhao watched as the metal tubes on her body automatically retracted. She slowly stepped out of the glass chamber and raised her hand.

I didn't feel anything else, no pain or itching, and I didn't stumble or fall. It was still her hand.

But something just didn't feel right. Being addressed by a number felt both familiar and strange.

At that moment, another voice rang in her mind.

[You are an android from a cybernetic world. You were researched and developed by the Research Lab at the Government Center and belong to the Guardian Force. Your profession is to protect the Government Center and support the Guardian Force...]

During a battle, you were unexpectedly hacked by the rebel research organization's black data. Your thoughts and actions were affected, causing you to harm many of your fellow defenders and attack the security system at the center of the regime...

You were rescued by the guards, whose commander discovered the whole story. You were sent to personally wipe out the rebel research organization. You succeeded, but were captured by the rebels. They brainwashed you, and you once again charged towards the center of power...

Two conflicting wills battled within your mind. Just as you were about to strike the commander of the guards, you regained your senses. You were unwilling to betray the center of power, but you were also deeply ashamed of your mistakes. Your system collapsed, and you died in agony...

The original owner's wish was to steadfastly serve as a member of the Guard, swearing to be loyal to the central government to the death, to wipe out all the rebels, and to protect the peace of this world...

After the familiar announcement finished, Lin Zhao frowned, but didn't notice anything wrong.

She remembered; she was a transmigrator, tasked with traveling between different small worlds to help the characters in those worlds fulfill their wishes.

The original owner of this body is actually a cybernetic android, no wonder she feels a little strange about her body.

Based on the current environment and the clues from the glass enclosure, Lin Zhao guessed that she must have been transported to the aftermath of a security incident.

She was injured and had just been treated by the guards.

She doesn't feel particularly confused right now, so it's probably not the part where she resists after being brainwashed in the original storyline.

It was probably during the first time she was hacked by black data that she accidentally injured someone and damaged the security system of the regime's center.

The mechanical voice just told her to report to the commander of the guard. Could it be that they were going to hold her accountable?

Lin Zhao frowned slightly.

Suddenly, her thoughts seemed to flicker, and the twitching of her brows intensified. She was clearly not afraid of so-called accountability and punishment; she was a android guard and should obey orders and follow the rules.

But at this moment, it seemed as if another voice in her mind was telling her:

No, you don't need to follow it.

So-called rules and order are nothing but bullshit; a bright future should not come under the control of the political center and the guards.

The sound was indescribable; it was more like words etched into her mind, or fragments flashing through her subconscious.

Lin Zhao didn't know what the brains of the androids in this world looked like, but she felt that if the brains of the androids in this world also had grooves, then those words must have been engraved in those grooves.

"59? You're awake?"