Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Transmigrating to the Beast World Continent
At the edge of the third-largest beast forest on the Beast World Continent—Senyu—the grass lay crushed and damp, as if something small had been breathing beneath it.
A snow-white little mouse eased its head out of a burrow.
It froze, whiskers twitching, eyes bright as beads. It listened to the hush between leaves, sniffed the air for predators, and only after the stillness held did it shoot out and sprint into the undergrowth.
Mid-run, its body betrayed every law of nature.
Paws stretched, bones sliding into new shapes. Fur melted away like frost. Its claws softened into pale human fingers. Its hind legs lengthened, joints shifting, feet striking the earth with a different rhythm. The transformation chased it breath by breath, and then—suddenly—there was no mouse at all, only a naked girl with hair as white as snow.
She was slim and fragile-looking, yet striking in a way that made the wild feel even more merciless. Her pitch-black eyes scanned the forest with sharp suspicion and lingering confusion.
She stopped so abruptly her lungs burned, darted behind a tree thick enough for two people to hug, and raised one finger into empty air.
A translucent screen unfolded—silent, cold, visible to her alone.
World: the Beast World Continent.
Body Sex: female.
Name: none.
Attribute: albino mouse-person.
Talent: none.
Level: none.
Family: the West District mousefolk clan tribe, the Mi Lu Te family.
Father: Oro, male, head of the family.
Mother: Crescent, female. [Dead.]
Brothers: eight. [Dead.]
…The screen flickered, then shifted.
Host information.
World: Earth.
Attribute: humans.
Name: Su Yan.
Sex: female.
Level: none.
Talent: none.
Lifespan: 1 hour [After pregnancy, the life timer pauses.]
The System ran on childbearing points.
One point could be exchanged for one day of lifespan.
[The higher the offspring’s talent, the more points you earn.]
System Shop: unlimited pregnancy pills, free [host only]. While unactivated, no other items were shown. Activating the shop required 200 points.
Host wish: be reborn on Earth as a human [100 million points.]
Su Yan closed the screen. She had read it so many times it felt etched behind her eyes. This time, though, it landed with the full weight of truth.
She wasn’t dreaming.
Which meant the most urgent thing wasn’t food, shelter, or even escaping the forest.
It was pregnancy.
The thought made her teeth grind. It was obscene. It was cruel.
And she didn’t dare ignore it.
One hour of life. That was all she had. No room to hesitate. No room to be disgusted.
She opened the System again and tapped the shop tab. Aside from the dazzling, unlimited pregnancy pills, everything else was a gray question mark, locked and indifferent.
Earth had once suffered a dark age with no sun.
She had been born in that darkness.
Her mother had been ill and died right after giving birth.
The one who raised her was another mother—a woman who had birthed a child that was stillborn.
That woman was the reason Su Yan wanted to return to Earth more than anything.
She wanted to see that smile again.
Su Yan drew a pregnancy pill from the System Shop and swallowed it dry, throat tight.
Within one hour, if she found a male beastman and slept with him, she would definitely conceive.
A map icon pulsed faintly on the interface. She tapped it.
A live view opened—real-time imagery within a hundred meters of her, crisp as an open window. Beyond that range, the world turned into routes and markers.
Her gaze snapped to one detail on the live feed.
The burrow she’d crawled out of… now had a snake sliding into it, sinuous and patient, like the forest itself had been waiting for her mistake.
Her stomach tightened.
So it was like a game. A brutal one.
Fine. She would treat it as a game. If she could frame it that way—levels, points, objectives—maybe she could endure what came next without breaking.
She liked children. She truly did. But she’d always imagined them as the result of love, of two people choosing each other. Not this—being driven by a ticking timer and a System’s cold logic.
But ideals didn’t keep you alive.
Su Yan ran, the map hovering before her.
Then she stopped.
A new marker appeared—a green dot, sudden and unmistakable.
She zoomed in.
A man.
This was the Beast World Continent. There couldn’t be pure humans here.
So the man had to be a beastman.
Good. Her target.
A hundred meters vanished beneath her feet.
Only when she reached him did she see the truth.
He wasn’t merely injured. He was sprawled in a pool of blood, breath thin, life slipping away in ragged threads. The metallic scent of it filled the air. The ground beneath him was dark and slick.
Su Yan’s heart dropped. No—don’t die now. Not yet.
She rolled him onto his back.
His face was burned, destroyed beyond recognition.
Su Yan sucked in a sharp breath, cold fear and cold necessity colliding in her chest.
This… this was going to be impossible to stomach.
Her eyes darted to the System’s timer.
Twenty-nine minutes.
No time to choose. No time to flinch.
She snatched a fistful of grass and covered his face, as if blindness could make this easier. Out of sight. Out of mind. She forced her hands to move, tugging at his torn clothes—black coarse linen, ragged and stiff with grime.
His abdomen was the worst. Blood and torn flesh, devastation at a glance.
There was no saving him.
She pressed grass over the gaping wound, not because it would heal, but because she needed him to hold on a little longer. Just long enough for her to leave him an heir.
His body, at least, was strong—narrow waist, long legs, the kind of build that spoke of speed and predatory power. It sparked an unwanted, instinctive pull that made Su Yan feel sick with herself.
She ground her teeth until her jaw ached and moved with shaking determination, stealing seconds from Death.
She didn’t know how long it took.
Then his head tipped to the side.
Still.
Gone.
Su Yan staggered back, breath coming out in a shaky rush. She didn’t check his pulse. She didn’t look. She couldn’t afford either.
She ran.
She tore down two huge leaves—broad and sturdy, like banana leaves—and stripped tough vines from the undergrowth. With clumsy speed, she looped them into crude clothing and a belt, covering herself as best she could.
She should be pregnant now.
She opened the System and checked her status.
Pregnant. Life timer paused.
It had paused at the edge of a cliff.
Three seconds remaining.
Su Yan went still, then exhaled hard, relief shaking through her like aftershock.
Now she had to survive long enough to give birth. No matter what, this child had to be born. If she lost this pregnancy, she would die.
But the forest was a mouth full of teeth. Every shadow hid something hungry.
And she’d never given birth before. She would need help.
This body clearly had a past—and if it had died in the forest, then it had been hunted, trapped, or torn apart. There was no gentle end out here.
Hunger hit her in a brutal wave, twisting her belly until she had to brace a hand against a tree.
Her body was screaming for nourishment.
Food. Shelter. A safe place to deliver.
The tribe. Her family. That was the only path forward.
Su Yan shifted again, shrinking into a little white mouse , and sprinted toward the forest’s edge with desperate speed.
Behind her, the “corpse” moved.
After she vanished into the trees, the beastman in the blood abruptly transformed—bone and muscle surging into a pitch-black hunting leopard as massive as a bull.
Wounds on its head began knitting together at a visible speed. The basin-sized gash in its abdomen sealed, flesh surging back as if time itself were being bent.
Its golden slit pupils narrowed, sharp and lethal, fixing on one thing left behind in the blood—
A strand of snow-white hair.
…The Senyu Beast Forest served as the border: to the east lay the East District, and to the west lay the West District.
Beastmen of the East District were mostly fierce birds and savage beasts. The West District was home to smaller beast clans.
The East District saw constant conflict, wars of extermination breaking out from time to time.
The West District was more peaceful, but slow to develop.
The West District mousefolk clan tribe.
Su Yan returned to human form and walked into the tribe. Compared to what she’d just crawled out of, it felt almost unreal—smoke, voices, the dull bustle of life.
The mouse clan people dressed primitively, so her leaves and vine-grass belt didn’t look out of place at all.
Still… it felt too much.
Like stepping into the earliest stage of civilization, where survival was the only law that mattered.
Then she saw what they were eating.
Raw meat—wet, bright, dripping red.
Su Yan’s mouth twitched. Nausea slammed into her so hard she doubled over, retching.
But she’d gone too long without food or water. Nothing came up.
The sound was enough.
People who had been ignoring her turned in unison.
Under all those eyes, unease crawled up Su Yan’s spine.
An older man walked toward her, eyes narrowed. “Are you female? Which family are you from?”
“My surname is Mi Lu Te,” Su Yan said, forcing her voice steady. “I’m Oro’s daughter.”
She repeated what the System had given her.
“Oro has a daughter?” The man frowned. “Since when? I’ve never heard of that.”
A younger man approached as well—still chewing, still holding a bloody chunk of raw meat as he came closer.