Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Vicious Female

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Vicious Female

"She jumped again. How many times has it been this month?"

"Including today, it should be the tenth time!"

"Ten times! Doesn’t that mean she jumps once every three days? Even if she’s not sick of it, we sure are."

"This time is different, though." A female blinked, covering her mouth to stifle a laugh.

Sensing some gossip, the other person tactfully leaned in. "From the way you’re talking, did something new happen?"

"Of course. This time, Su Luoluo secretly went to her Beastman’s place late at night to mate, but she was rejected. She was so ashamed she threw herself in the river."

"You’re saying she..."

Before she could finish, a voice filled with disgust and contempt cut in.

"Su Luoluo, this is the last time. Next time you want to jump in the river, stay away from me."

"Also, I’m not interested in you. Stop releasing your female pheromones at me."

’Pheromones?’

’What is that?’ Su Luoluo felt like she couldn’t understand a single thing he was saying.

’Didn’t I die taking a zombie with me after blowing it up in the Post-apocalypse?’

’How are there so many people in front of me now?’

And these people were dressed so strangely. Other than a piece of beast skin wrapped around their waists, everything else was exposed.

The man in front of her was actually quite handsome. His face was sharp as if carved, and his features were deep-set. He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, bulging bronze pectoral muscles, and long, powerful legs. Only his eyes were different from a normal person’s—his pupils were actually dark green.

However, his handsome face was contorted with fury, his expression so grim it was frightening.

Seeing the person before him remain timid and silent, Mo Xuan’s disgust deepened.

He pressed down hard on Su Luoluo’s abdomen. His strength was immense, and Su Luoluo found it hard to breathe. "Cat got your tongue? Did you hear me or not? Even if you drowned, I wouldn’t give you mouth-to-mouth!"

After speaking, he yanked his hand back without easing up at all.

’Someone like her only deserves to have the water she choked on forced out of her.’

Su Luoluo had already choked on water, and now being treated so viciously, her temper flared.

"Mouth-to-mouth this, mouth-to-mouth that. Did I ever say you could touch me?"

"Heh... You don’t want me to touch you? Then what were you doing coming over last night?" Mo Xuan looked at her with contempt, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

He had just gotten into bed last night when he smelled the scent of a female. A moment later, a naked body pressed up against him.

"Who crawled into your bed yesterday!"

’Yesterday, I was clearly fighting zombies. I’ve never even seen this man before.’

"Fine, you didn’t crawl into my bed yesterday. It was a dog that came into my cave, alright!"

With that, he roughly dropped Su Luoluo on the ground and turned to leave.

Su Luoluo couldn’t just accept being thrown to the ground like that. Her head hit the ground, and her body slammed down hard.

Before he could react, she stuck out her leg and hooked it around Mo Xuan’s striding leg.

Mo Xuan never expected her to suddenly stick her leg out. He was tripped and nearly fell to the ground.

"Su Luoluo, you’re asking for it..."

Mo Xuan stared at her in disbelief, his sinister eyes filled with killing intent, as if he would tear Su Luoluo to pieces the next moment.

As if Su Luoluo would just stand there waiting. She turned on her heel and bolted.

Mo Xuan watched her retreating back, filled with anger and hatred. However, he had twisted his ankle and couldn’t run at all.

An uncontrollable roar of fury echoed from behind him: "Su Luoluo, you just wait! I won’t let you get away with this!"

Su Luoluo ran until she was out of breath. When she realized the man wasn’t following her, she slowed her pace.

She scanned her surroundings. The vegetation was lush, and there were few dwellings. The Post-apocalypse wouldn’t have such abundant resources. And that group of people from before were only wearing beast skins.

Based on these distinct features, Su Luoluo guessed that this might be an ancient era—or more precisely, a primitive society.

’How did I suddenly end up in a society like this?’

Just as she was wondering, a sudden pain shot through her head, and a stream of memories that didn’t belong to her flooded her mind.

After processing the memories, Su Luoluo felt as awful as if she’d swallowed a dead fly. In all her time surviving the Post-apocalypse, she had never seen anyone live such a pathetic, miserable, and stupid life.

From the original owner’s memories, she had transmigrated into a book.

Moreover, she was the malicious supporting character meant to highlight the female lead’s gentleness and kindness. To put it simply, she was the evil foil.

Like in all melodramatic novels, Su Luoluo was the real young miss who had been switched at birth, while the female lead was the fake young miss who had been raised by the tribal leader.

She had been cast out and raised by a Black Bear, so she was dirty, dark-skinned, and unhygienic.

Meanwhile, the fake young miss, Su Nuannuan, had been meticulously raised by the tribal leader’s side. Naturally, she grew up to be poised and elegant, both beautiful and kind-hearted.

The day Su Luoluo was brought back, the entire tribe looked down on her, privately calling her an ugly duckling.

Holding in her resentment and relying on her status as the real young miss, she demanded the five Beastmen who had been promised to the "fake young miss."

But a forced relationship is never sweet. None of the five Beastmen thought much of her, let alone wanted to touch her.

The scene that had just unfolded was the result of her being mocked for being a female who had never even been touched by her own Beastmen.

So she had snuck into Mo Xuan’s cave in the dead of night, hoping to get intimate with her Beastman under the cover of darkness, only to be thrown out by him.

Humiliated and having lost face, the original Su Luoluo pretended to throw herself into the river to die. Who would have thought that this time she would actually die, and that she herself had transmigrated right into her body.

’Seriously, what is all this nonsense?’ Reading up to this point in the memories, Su Luoluo felt her whole mood sour.

In this book, she was just a character meant to make the female lead look like a paragon of virtue.

Because of her strange and twisted personality, none of her Beastmen liked her, and they all developed feelings for the beautiful and kind female lead instead.

Once they realized they couldn’t live without the female lead, her role as a pawn was over.

’So, in short, I’m just an ugly, vicious villain, and the female lead is a perfect character who’s good in every way.’

’It’s one thing for a 2D character, but to expect me, a living person, to willingly be a pawn? No way.’

’If those Beastmen look down on me, then so be it. I’ll be perfectly happy on my own.’

’Wouldn’t it be better to find a few like-minded people and live a nice, peaceful life?’

Su Luoluo pushed the wet hair from her eyes, her expression composed.

A few passing females saw her shameless appearance and began to point and whisper. Unconcerned, Su Luoluo wrung the water from her clothes.

A sudden gust of wind made her shiver from the cold.

’I need to change into some dry clothes, or I’ll catch a cold.’

She wrapped her arms around her bare shoulders and, with her head held high, headed for the cave she lived in, following the original owner’s memories.

Just as she reached the cave entrance, she saw a wolf-eared Beastman hanging beast skins out to dry.

He was tall and well-built. A palm-sized piece of beast skin looked like a single leaf in his hands.

It looked too small to be his clothes. Su Luoluo glanced down at the sopping beast skin she was wearing; it seemed to be about her size.

’Wait, that Beast Skin Skirt looks like it’s mine.’

Gray wolf ears, light brown eyes, handsome features, and he often helped the original owner wash her beast skins... This seemed to be one of the original owner’s Beastmen, named Luan Ting.

He had lost his parents at birth and was found by the original owner’s father during a hunt.

Her father had raised him, treating him almost like a son. He was, in a sense, a husband her father had raised for his own daughter, a bit like a childhood betrothed.

Out of gratitude, he had voluntarily become the original owner’s Beastman.

Because of this debt of gratitude, when the other Beastmen despised the original owner, he was the only one who maintained a neutral attitude.

However, upon seeing her soaking wet state now, the concern in his light brown eyes was swiftly replaced by disgust.

"The beast skin is washed. Put it away yourself after it dries."

With that, he turned and left.

Su Luoluo was stunned by his fleeting expression. ’Seriously, can his attitude change that fast?’

But a moment later, when she saw the medicinal herbs laid out on the table, her own expression changed.

’This is bad! The one who was best to me is now gone too!’

’Original owner, oh, original owner, what in the world have you done?!’