Cannon Fodder a is About To Cover the Heroine

    "His—" The pain hit Jing Qingxia's brain.

    The roar of a lot of bullets made her nerves twitch. The smell of blood swept over her, and the dizziness controlled her brain.

    [I am dead. 】

    【Died on that battlefield. 】

    The thought forced her to open her eyes quickly and take a deep breath.

    When I opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar scene.

      However, the pain on the body completely disappeared, and the cool wind from the central air-conditioning vent also calmed the anxiety on the body.

     frowning and looking around.

    It is a neatly tidy bedroom, except for the large bed that I lie on, there are random discarded clothes scattered around.

    bell bell bell—

    The phone beside the bed suddenly rang.

    Jing Qingxia answered the phone almost subconsciously, and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

    The surrounding environment was still quiet, but it failed to dilute her anxiety.

    On the other end of the phone came the gentle voice of a middle-aged woman: "Xia Xia, are you awake? It's eleven o'clock. I asked Aunt Zhang to make you lunch. I dare to disturb your sleep plan for the summer vacation, but mom is afraid that you will be hungry, so why don't you go downstairs to have a meal first? And mom will be back later, with a gift for you."

    From the woman's tone, it is not difficult to detect her doting.

    Jing Qingxia glanced at the interface of the mobile phone, "Mother Mother".

    But where did her mother come from?

    "Let's have lunch, Mom just came back after eating and has something to tell you!" The tone on the other end of the phone was cheerful.

    Jing Qingxia still can't handle the situation, so she can only take advantage of the situation first, and respond: "Okay, I'll pack up and go downstairs."

    "Okay." "Mother-in-law" said hurriedly.

    Jing Qingxia hung up.

    Hesitantly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, chose to put them down, re-selected a set of convenient clothes in the unfamiliar cloakroom, and walked to the separate bathroom in the room.

    Jing Qingxia, who calmed down, couldn’t help but be shocked by the host of this room. Visually, a room was 80 square meters, fitness room, storage room, cloakroom, everything was 1.8 meters. The big bed in the room was too small.

    Not to mention the ultra-luxurious decoration of the bathroom with wet and dry separation and a bathtub.

    Entering the bathroom, she couldn't help but glance at the mirror, wanting to see the difference between her Jing Qingxia and the "Jing Qingxia" called on the other end of the phone.

    This face is clearly my own when I was seventeen or eighteen.

    It is still a sword eyebrow and star eye.

    She is more heroic than the sweetness of a girl.

    A pair of amber eyes are very clear.

    Compared to her twenties, she is also more immature.

    Less sophistication on missions and less cynicism on vacation.

    Jing Qingxia was in a trance for a while.

    A dull, tear-like pain in the head.

    She grew up in an orphanage in the military region, and when she was fourteen, she was selected to join the army and trained as a special soldier of the pointed army. Eighteen years old was the year when she first won the Youth Division Award in the Military Region Fighting Competition.

    But now, without the tendon of that body, after putting on a loose T-shirt, it looks even thinner.

    When the mind is in chaos.

    A flood of unfamiliar memories floods my mind.

    These memories belong to another girl named "Jing Qingxia", the memories of being spoiled and growing up since childhood.

    With experience, Jing Qingxia forced herself to take a deep breath, and finally dispelled the dizziness after receiving it and later.

    A new segment was squeezed into my mind again, this time with video segments and intermittent text content recorded from God's perspective.

    This is a novel.

    The domineering girl called "Jing Qingxia", as a cannon fodder character in the novel, wants to take the heroine as her own in the few pitiful scenes.

    The way to own it is an unfamiliar setting - a C-level alpha small cannon fodder trying to mark the heroine as an S-level Omega.

    The small cannon fodder did not succeed after all.

    The immersive picture made Jing Qingxia shudder.

    "It seems that the heroine is a cruel person."

    Jing Qingxia washed her face with cold water and tugged at the mirror helplessly.

    This helplessness mainly comes from the setting of this world.

    From the two memories, it can be seen that the world view of this world is very different from the original one.

    The gender of this world is divided into alpha, beta, Omega in addition to male and female.

    Alpha and Omega are **** types with special glands that secrete pheromones.

    The pheromones can interfere with each other and attract each other, causing a series of reactions that are more like atavistic animal nature. Whether it is the territorial dispute between the same **** or the way of mates between the opposite sex, the original animal nature is revealed.

    In this world, pheromones are divided into five grades: D, C, B, A, S according to the concentration from low to high. High-grade pheromone has a certain suppressing effect on low-grade pheromone.

    Compared with Beta, which does not emit pheromones, it is more stable and suitable for more logistical work in society, such as doctors and teachers.

    But pheromones also bring convenience to alpha and omega.

    Alpha will have a stronger physique, impulsive but more courageous and more leadership.

    Omega will have a longer lifespan, less strength but more endurance, suitable for work that requires more comfort or more patience.

    The division of labor in society seems to be more harmonious—if there are no regular periods of susceptibility and fever.

    The susceptible and febrile periods are fatal for both alpha and omega.

    Susceptible periods make alphas emotionally unstable, more likely to feel helpless, and more aggressive.

    The fever period will make the Omega more vulnerable and need more spiritual and physical comfort.

    Both the susceptibility period of alpha and the fever period of Omega will trigger primitive impulses.

    So during this period, alpha and Omega stay in a unified closed space, and it is very dangerous to let pheromones communicate.

    In the original plot, the small cannon fodder wanted to take advantage of the heroine's fever period to mark it.

    Omegas that are temporarily tagged will depend on the tagger.

    Omegas that are permanently tagged will belong to only the tagger.

    Whatever it is, the thoughts of the little cannon fodder are self-evident.

    "It's so rude." Jing Qingxia cursed secretly.

    Probably understand my situation.

    Simply put.

    She who was originally a special force has completed the mission entrusted to her by the country and died in battle. Now it has transmigrated into a novel instead of a small cannon fodder.

    Thinking of this, Jing Qingxia laughed heartily.

    Of course I'm not happy to be a tool man cannon fodder.

    Happily, the heavy responsibility of the past life has finally been let go.

    The happy thing is that although the identity that came through is miserable, but according to the two memory fragments just now, the timeline of the novel has not yet unfolded. None of the key plots that really drove him to his demise happened, and everything was too late.

    Happily, I seem to have a home. Even if you get this home like a thief.

    …

    After washing, Jing Qingxia walked downstairs.

    The middle-aged woman who was busy in the restaurant seemed a little surprised: "Miss, are you down so soon? It will be ready soon, sit down and eat!"

    Aunt Zhang.

    A simple woman in her 40s, a beta, and a maid, or a housekeeper.

    I have been working for more than ten years, just like my family.

    "It's hard work." Jing Qingxia said subconsciously.

    Aunt Zhang froze.

    Tough?

    Is this what a spoiled little princess would say?

    The usually arrogant and domineering eldest lady only pretends to be in front of her parents, but now she says "hard work" to herself?

    But seeing Jing Qingxia's expression as usual, Aunt Zhang felt that her thoughts were too mean. A little girl just came of age this year, and when it was time for differentiation, she vowed before the summer vacation that this summer vacation will be fun, and that she will work hard in the third year of high school next semester.

    Although no one took it seriously, who knows, maybe it really suddenly grew up!

    "It's not hard, just sit down." Aunt Zhang showed a relieved smile and was sincerely happy.

    Jing Qingxia was thinking about the original character of Little Cannon Fodder.

    The character is quite similar to his own, but his behavior and thinking logic are quite different.

    Thinking of this, Jing Qingxia also smiled at Aunt Zhang.

    Aunt Zhang couldn't help but blushed.

     After working in the Jing family for so many years, I still have to sigh today that the Jing family's beauty genes are really excellent!

    The little girl has not fully grown yet, she is already so handsome!

    The body is still growing, but if nothing else, with such long legs, even if it is thrown on the street, it can be recognized at a glance!

    Aunt Zhang sighed sincerely: "Xia Xia now looks like a star on TV. She is so beautiful!"

    Jing Qingxia was stunned.

    It has been a long time since no one used the word beautiful.

     It is a kind of Xia Ge cattle batch, but it is not beautiful.

      Or military uniforms.

    Natural and "beautiful" are getting farther and farther away.

    In that way, always mentioning mental training, always preparing for tasks, and being alert to all the life around you is really gone.

    This meal time completely washed away the anxiety that Jing Qingxia had just arrived in the new world.

    Jing Qingxia was in a good mood and took the initiative to clean up the table.

    Aunt Zhang and the maid next to her were so frightened that they hurried to grab them, as nervous as Jing Qingxia was about to fire them every second.

    After understanding what was going on, Jing Qingxia just smiled.

    Before it was too late to explain, the door of the villa was suddenly opened.

    "Xia Xia!!"

    The heat of the tail of summer is still scorching, and the heat wave is blowing from the door.

    The sun is shining.

    The backlight circled two figures in the heat.

    I saw one of them kicked off her high heels and ran in, giving Jing Qingxia a big hug.

    Jing Qingxia's body stiffened.

    Aunt Zhang laughed: "Madam, you are back."

    "Come back, Xia Xia, have you eaten lunch? We haven't eaten yet. Aunt Zhang will order two more bowls of noodles."

    "Okay."

    Only then did Jing Qingxia realize that this extravagant and gentle middle-aged beauty is the mother of the little cannon fodder, Lin Chanjuan, a gentle A-level Omega.

    "Xia Xia! Look who I brought back!! It's been a long time since you two, let's get along well!"

    Jing Qingxia squinted to the door.

    The man had changed into his slippers and walked in slowly from the front door.

     The intoxicating lemonade, sweet and sour, with a coldness that repels people thousands of miles away, it is a glass of iced lemonade. It is the best drink in summer, but no one can easily have it. 】

    A description in the novel flashed in Jing Qingxia's mind.

    Jing Qingxia has not yet differentiated, facing the top Omega at this time, there is no way to smell her pheromones, but she also thinks that the description in the book is not wrong.

    She was reflected by the sun with light spots on her body.

    Jing Qingxia didn't know why the little cannon fodder was obsessed with the heroine, but she thought, if it was her, the first reason for her fascination should be this tear mole.

    The location of the mole is just right.

    Even if this girl is indifferent and her eyes are firm, the tear mole deceptively makes people feel her weakness and makes people want to protect her.

    Jing Qingxia couldn't help but whispered the girl's name, as firm as the next few decades: "Zhong Mingxue."