Liao Province, Liancheng, inside an apartment building.

On the bedside table, the digital clock switched to 21:30 and made a beeping sound.

The sound was a bit harsh, and the person lying on the single bed seemed to be woken up. He slowly curled up and moved his knuckles stiffly with one hand to grasp the sheets, but his eyes, half buried in the pillow, were still tightly closed.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, which was depressing and quiet. After about ten minutes, the exposed hand suddenly clenched tightly, and the bumpy fingers were dug into the sheet, and the nail flesh pressed against it.

There is a white mark on the nail surface and the edge of the nail, which is shocking.

It’s so damn painful!

Qin Jue's throat leaked out some extremely low screams. Her eyebrows, chest, and lower abdomen seemed to have been pierced with thin nails, and then more than a dozen long needles were inserted up and down, and were stirred back and forth.

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She didn't struggle, her body sometimes trembled and squirmed under the quilt. In just a few minutes, the area where she lay was soaked with sweat, and the sheets were soaked with dark stains.

I don't know how long it took before the severe pain that seemed to tear his body apart subsided like a tide. Qin Jue released his teeth and let out a breath, knowing that this time he was over.

There was no sound of anyone else breathing around her, at least in this room. She squinted her eyes, remained in a prone position, raised her chin, and scanned as much as possible within the visual range.

A wardrobe as tall as one person and a full-length mirror next to it, a writing desk with its own bookshelf, and a chair with a backpack hanging on it... Bedroom?

In the lingering pain, Qin Jue raised the hand that had let go of the sheets and looked at it. The light was dim and the skin color could not be seen clearly, but it was definitely not very white. He moved it to his face and rubbed it. It felt rough and there was a familiar feeling on his wrist.

Bruises and bump marks.

There should be a bedside lamp.

Qin Jue propped up her body with one hand, and the soreness and pain from her skin and flesh suddenly came over her. She didn't even make a sound. She touched the wall with her other hand and pressed the switch.

"Pa", two lights lit up above her head. The pale white light hit Qin Juezao's closed eyes, and the color reflected by the retina could be seen through the eyelids.

After adapting for a while, Qin Jue opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt and took a look. Sure enough, it was this familiar set of sweatshirts and jeans. There were stains from alcohol and a few inconspicuous slap marks on them. There was not much dust.

After all, the "housekeeper" hired by her family is very responsible, and the floor is always clean, so it won't get dirty even if someone falls on it.

It's obvious that she's back.

Qin Jue stretched out despite the redness and bruises all over her body, and glanced in the direction of the living room. Across a closed bedroom door, a flash of blood red quickly flashed in her dark brown eyes, which was sinister and fierce.

Aware of her abnormality, Qin Jue smacked her tongue gently. She was not sure whether this was the sequelae of living in the apocalypse for a long time, or whether it was a "gift" left to her by the stupid system before it died.

Restraining the surging desire for sadism, Qin Jue slipped out of the quilt. Her hands and feet were light and she did not make too much noise. Although this was her nominal home, the vigilance she had cultivated in the apocalypse over the years was still there. What's more,

This home is not a safe haven in the ordinary sense, but rather a magical cave with a warm surface.

The area of ​​her home is not small, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room. Her bedroom has its own bathroom, which was arranged by her mother back then. For this reason, she received a lot of envious looks when she was a teenager - she once came to her home as a guest.

All her classmates could see that her mother doted on her son.

That's right, son.

Qin Jue took off his clothes in the bathroom and looked at himself expressionlessly. In front of the full-length mirror was a boy's body, about 1.75 meters tall, with long hands and feet, wheat-colored skin, a flat chest, and a faint belly.

There is an obvious Adam's apple on the neck, and there are dots of light blue stubble on the lips and chin.

Only looking at her upper body, no one could tell she was a woman.

At one time, she also thought that she was not a woman. She had been the son of the family since she was a child. The gender in her household registration book and ID card were clearly marked with the word "male". Her mother gave her countless instructions to protect herself.

She had to go into a cubicle to use the restroom at school, she couldn't change clothes in front of her father at home, etc. It wasn't until the junior high school biology textbook gave her a huge shock that she didn't have the organs that men have, but she didn't look like a woman either.

Auntie will also come. Is she a boy or a girl?

Qin Jue was confused at the time. She went home and asked her mother, but the woman told her seriously, son, of course you are a boy, but you are just different from other boys.

"Because you were in poor health when you were a child and were always sick, so you are different from other boys."

She always said this, and never forgot to tell her: "Remember to get injections and take medicine."

Oh, take injections and take medicine.

Qin Jue took a quick shower. There was a medium-sized medical kit in the bathroom. She took it out and began to deal with the bruises and wounds on her body with skillful movements. Qin Jingsheng had not been to the gym since he drank too much, and his strength was not as good as before.

Being pinned down on the coffee table and beaten by him was not as painful as being scratched by a zombie's claws in the apocalypse.

However, for my teenage self at that time, the pain and powerlessness were enough to leave a deep impression on my body and mind.

She had been beaten intermittently for four years, and her skin had long been tempered. In the local dialect, it was "strong skin, able to withstand beatings." Even if she was scratched, she could stop the bleeding faster than others. Qin Jue touched the wound while treating it.

, two pieces have scabbed over.

Muscle memory allowed her to touch the syringes and reagents placed on the top shelf of the medical kit. Qin Jue paused and held them in the palm of her hand. There was no label on the reagents. Her mother said these were nutrients specially customized for her.

She used this excuse to lie to her for seventeen years starting from the age of two.

Qin Jue folded the bath towel a few times, put it on the bath stool and sat on it. The bedroom was too big and the bathroom was very narrow. She always liked to hide in the bathroom after being beaten, with her back pressed against the wall, so she didn't have to worry about Qin Jingsheng.

Suddenly push her out from behind, or grab her and hit her against the wall.

Qin Jue leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, letting his memory skip those illusory years in the system space and start recalling.

In the years after her mother, Jiang Qiuyue, and Qin Jingsheng got married, the family was not wealthy. Qin Jue got pregnant by accident, and it was several months old when she found out. Qin Jingsheng felt sorry for Jiang Qiuyue's body and did not agree to the abortion, and Jiang Qiuyue didn't want to

He gave up, so Qin Jingsheng, who had just started his business, worked hard to make money. When he went to discuss business in other places, Jiang Qiuyue gave birth prematurely, and Qin Jue was born in a wild hospital.

Jiang Qiuyue said that because she was born prematurely and her condition was poor at the time, she was worried every day that her and Qin Jingsheng's child would not survive. Fortunately, a kind-hearted doctor gave her some earth recipe, which can increase nutrition and is beneficial to the body.

Later, with the advancement of science and technology, local medicines were directly formulated into medicines. Qin Jue took injections and medicines from a young age until he was nineteen years old.

If she hadn't been beaten to death by the alcoholic Qin Jingsheng after going bankrupt and traveled to the end of the world, Jiang Qiuyue's lie might have continued until she lay in the coffin.

When Qin Jue was thirteen years old, Qin Jingsheng's company investment went bankrupt overnight due to mistakes. Jiang Qiuyue, who was originally a full-time housewife, started working in her old job, but unexpectedly got promoted from hotel waiter to hotel manager. A man's self-esteem is only so pitiful.

As a matter of fact, the more money Jiang Qiuyue made, the more depraved Qin Jingsheng who stayed at home became. He played on the computer at home every day and drank too much. The "son" he originally loved didn't like him, and he began to abuse him in various ways. The reasons were all.

Yes, for example, her skin was white and girly, not looking like a man at all, so she carried Qin Jue out in the sun in the summer until she fainted from heat stroke, her skin was completely damaged, and she turned into a "manly person" that her father was satisfied with.

"It smells like wheat color". It's arrived.

Later, I was too lazy to make excuses. I got drunk and got drunk. I started to fight if I didn't like it. If I resisted, I would be beaten. If I didn't resist, I would be beaten. I kept saying "I'll beat you to death", and it was true that on Qin Jue's nineteenth birthday,

Literally beat her to death.

It's pretty true to its word.

Qin Jue, who was on the verge of death, opened her eyes and came to a strange world. Less than a year after living there, natural disasters suddenly occurred and the apocalypse came. Not long after, a system suddenly "awakened" in her body. The system was fully functional and could be exchanged for supplies or

Various skills.

"I don't need it." Qin Jingjing was very wary of this unexpected visitor. How could anyone take the plot in the novel seriously in real life?

"Are you sure?" The system chuckled in her mind and said, "You may not know, but the hormones in your body are quite disordered, and the male hormones are seriously exceeded."

…

Qin Jue opened his eyes and looked down at the syringe and medicine in his hand.

The "nutrients" in the mother's mouth are actually male hormones.

She was born in a small village. She has a younger brother at home, and she received an education in which men were superior to women since she was a child.

So when she gave birth to a girl in a wild hospital, she was scared. She was afraid that the man she finally met, Qin Jingsheng, would give up on her because she gave birth to a loser.

Because of this, Jiang Qiuyue deceived Qin Jingsheng, saying that she had given birth to a son for him.

It doesn't matter if Qin Jue is a girl, she can become a boy. The doctors at the wild hospital have said that she can take male hormones since she was a child and have sex reassignment surgery when she grows up. It's very simple. She only needs to change a little during this period.

Just lie to Qin Jingsheng.

Somewhat ridiculous.

Qin Jue played with the needle, with a light expression on his face, showing no emotion or anger.

During the thirty years of fighting in the apocalypse, every minute and every second was more exciting than her dull and mechanical life. If she hadn't come back in the end, she would have almost forgotten these days.

Qin Jue thought carefully. On the day she died, Jiang Qiuyue was still on a business trip. Qin Jingsheng had just completed the daily quota for domestic violence. Now he was either playing on the computer in the study or sleeping under the influence of alcohol. She could not hear the movement outside the door.

Tsk. The ears are too weak. This body is also too weak.

Thinking of the pain that seemed to tear her body apart when she was reborn, Qin Jue rubbed her eyebrows. She probably guessed the reason - the soul strength did not match.

How can a body that grew up in the peaceful era of the 21st century be compared with a body that was trained in life and death in the apocalypse, not to mention that she has undergone several genetic optimizations.

But it would be nice to come back.

Qin Jue put down the things in her hands and stood up straight again. She put her hands on the sink, lowered her head, and shouted in a low voice:

"Aran."

【drop……】

[Confirming soul information...]

[Binding Abba...]

[Didi! Congratulations to dad on getting a super cute daughter! 】

Qin Jue's expressionless face finally couldn't help but reveal a smile.

"It's very similar." She said with a smile, "How does this feast taste?"

Deep in her soul, Mori Ran touched her round belly, glanced at the lifeless data (xi) remnant (tong) (ti), and replied with a smile: "It tastes great.
Chapter completed!