Let me live [Quick Transmigration]

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The outsiders who were walking carefully in the corridor did not know that from the moment they stepped into the building, thin clouds began to gather in the sky, covering the pale and cold moonlight and casting shadows.The originally stagnant air flows, and the breeze blows in through the fine-hole screen window, making the leaves of the potted plants on the window sill shake and rustle.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, but it was humid and cool like being in a deep well, filled with a slight fishy smell of aquatic organisms.On the double bed placed in the center of the room, the thick and soft quilt is piled up with various dolls and pillows, almost completely submerging the figure of the person lying on it, like a soft nest made of down and cloth .The floor is covered with smooth and flat tiles, and the water marks on the tiles are faintly visible, as if something wet has just been dragged across the ground not long ago, and the remaining water marks will not dry out for a long time.

The potted plants on the window sill have thick, oily green leaves, a vibrant scene.But this scene is actually only temporary. Its "predecessors" who have completely withered and withered are lying in the trash can at the bottom of the building with their flower pots attached, and a layer of white salt crystals is formed on the soil.In fact, if you look more carefully, you can still see some rust marks that have not been removed in time on the corners of the metal window frame and the screws that fix the bed board; moisture penetrates into the wood, making the soft-colored fabric hard dull.

——It seems that under the appearance of "normality" that one of the residents in this room is trying to maintain, there is an aura called "death" or "destruction" that lingers, persistently plundering all life.

Under the bed, in the darkness thicker than the rest of the room, something slowly squirmed—multiple tentacles, undulating outlines, and that faint, rusty metal that seemed to be soaked in sea water, like a fish. The fishy smell of the mucus on the scales is like a monster hiding in a dark space in a nightmare, appearing in reality alive.A small, slender black object that looked like a lizard's tail protruded slightly from under the edge of the bed, and retracted again as if it couldn't bear the loss of cover.

The monster's tentacles jostled against each other.Moist, but not moist enough, the sound is like rough metal rubbing against each other, itching from the root of the teeth all the way to the depths of the brain.The tip of a tentacle lifted upwards, passed through the gap between the bed boards, and touched the bottom layer of plastic paper.The small sound made by the plastic paper, like the cellophane on the outside of candy, is a fragile membrane that can be easily destroyed and can only be preserved by one's own patience.

After a moment's pause, the tentacles slowly retreated downwards, leaving the warm and soft bed, and returning to the cold floor that belonged to the monster.

——In the darkness, Qi Zhengyun was awake.

He hasn't slept for a long time, as if he forgot how to fall asleep.Even when he maintained a motionless posture for a long time, he kept paying attention to the situation around him.In fact, monsters do not need sleep in the first place, but their souls, which have become too similar to humans, will feel tired after being awake for a long time.The accumulation of tiredness that has never been relieved, like a fog covering the consciousness of this dreamless monster, gradually made him feel like a dream about the reality around him.

Qi Zhengyun could hear the voices of the outsiders outside.The unfamiliar footsteps revealed an overly cautious attitude, and they did not belong to the only two families in this building who did not know about monsters.One of them exudes an aura he hates. It is a hybrid with a very low proportion of monster blood, but it has "activated" its power in a strange way...the other is some soul fragments that have lost their activity and have been completely reduced to tools, and two Even more insignificant ordinary human beings.

In the eyes of the quietly entrenched monsters, these intruders are all very fragile and can be defeated extremely easily.Earlier, he would have been very serious and immediately set out to dispose of such an annoying little thing like a mosquito with very little actual harm, strictly and cautiously eliminating any existence that might pose a threat.During the day when the shadows on the back of the sun are needed, and at night when there is a lack of light, he wanders outside alone, surrounded by circles with a gradually expanding radius, like a beast patrolling its territory—whether intentionally or not, the only end for trespassers is death .

But now he just listened, and when he heard the footsteps continue to go up after a short stay, he closed his eyes again, ignoring the little mice who hadn't realized that the natural enemy was around.The monster curled up its limbs lazily, and then habitually stretched out above it to touch the plastic paper like a cat whose paws are always itchy and can't help scratching the ball of wool.

The elastic touch of the mattress was transmitted to the front of the tentacles through the plastic paper, and together with the soft and steady breathing sound above, it slightly soothed the slight anxiety that had been unconsciously surfacing in his heart recently.

The plastic paper is to insulate the water vapor.Keeping in the shape of a monster will make the surrounding air humid, water droplets will condense on the tiles, and the cotton wool will become heavy and cold due to dampness.The power of the sea monster can keep people in a deep sleep with low metabolism, but it doesn't have the protective effect of isolating intrusions. Humidity and low temperature will make sleeping people weak and sick.

The first time he noticed that Lu You's condition was not right, he thought it was a problem with the lack of strength of the sea monster, but after getting angry, Hui Hui, whose temper became bad at some point, roared back and told the reason After that, his resting place was shifted from the bed to under the bed, and he lost the qualification to hug and touch. The scene was very bleak——

However, there is actually an easier way to deal with it, and that is to transform into a human form.Humans have warm skin instead of scales, and they don't make the surrounding environment wet, and unconsciously let the hard-picked green plants die due to too much salt, and there is that subtle fishy smell... But But he would rather choose to give up contact, keep a distance, and hide under the bed like the monsters in those stories who really shy away from human society.

Is this to save the time of switching forms when danger arises, and deal with it as quickly as possible?

That's how he explained it to himself.But he also knew that this reason was just an excuse.The real reason may be timidity—the indecision of a thief standing before an open treasure chest.From the sleeping Lu You, he can easily get something he desires, because Lu You has no way to resist him now, nor will he show disgust towards him.He can easily get what he craves, the warmth, softness and obedient obedience of the human body, like taking inanimate tools out of the box.

However, if he really did this...he would not be sure what he would become in the end.

It seems to cross the line that cannot be forgiven, and it will irreparably shatter what is most cherished in the bottom of my heart.

The previous failure experience told him that for the sake of efficiency, he should be as indifferent as possible, but something intuitive was preventing him from continuing to move forward.After he finally couldn't help but stop, he slowly began to feel that the voice urging him to block himself might not be the "rationality" he thought...

The monster adjusted the position of its tentacles, shrinking its size continuously, trying to squeeze into the angle between the foot of the bed and the wall.It was an almost automatic act, to pass the time that had slowed down in the long silence.He kind of wanted to climb up from the edge of the bed, take a look at Lu You's sleeping face, and feel his breath—his breath would make the air warm, as if it brought an extra soft touch.

But he held back.Another hour, he said to himself.It is a similar state of mind when a child does not want to finish his precious candy all at once, or when a bored person holds his breath for a long time and seeks the thrill of the moment of rebreathing.

When thinking about it like this, Qi Zhengyun's mind has actually completely shifted to Lu You, leaving behind the few little mice that passed by the door not long ago, keenly aware of the danger and left.When there was a heavy "boom" from the ceiling, as if something fell heavily to the ground, it took him a while to react before he remembered again.

The nasty breath is intensifying.Qi Zhengyun frowned—no, as a tentacle monster, he didn't have eyebrows, so he actually raised his tentacles like a snake about to attack, carefully distinguishing the vibrations from upstairs.

A short scream—why is it the voice of that monster-hybrid woman?From the place where the sound of falling to the ground came, the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps went to the distance in a mess like fleeing.

It's right above this room... what a misfortune.no matter what happened.

The monster slowly slid out from under the bed.This guard, who was very unwelcome when the guard was awake, slowly stretched out his body, and his hideous posture blocked the faint moonlight from the window.He raised his head, and through the thick gap between the two floors, he "looked" at the scene upstairs that was becoming chaotic.