"You smell so good, little female."
A low, husky male voice sounded by her ear. A broad, powerful chest enclosed Nina, and her every breath was filled with the overwhelming scent of male pheromones.
He took her sweetness inch by inch—awkward, yet domineering.
She responded on instinct, her breathing growing heavier as everything spiraled out of control…
Moonlight spilled down, shadows of trees swaying.
Outside the mountain cave, several figures drew near, and a brutal fight erupted.
A night of chaos began to unfold…
The next day, Nina woke up feeling as though she'd been run over by a truck—her entire body sore and aching.
As her memories rushed back, she jolted upright.
She—she—she seemed to have lost her virginity last night!
Looking down at herself, it was obvious: bruises of blue and purple everywhere, not a single patch of unmarked skin.
She glanced around. It was an empty mountain cave, the ground littered with several animal pelts of different styles.
Nina covered her face. Oh my god. It really happened.
Thinking back on the miserable events of the day before, she felt like crying without tears.
She had been nothing more than an ordinary modern-day office worker. Yesterday was the weekend, and on a whim, she went hiking—only to accidentally fall off a cliff and transmigrate into the body of a female in a beast world.
This female was also named Nina Song: the daughter of the Lord of Spirit Stone City. She was a pitiful existence—unloved by her father, uncared for by her mother, notorious for her bad reputation, ugly, and barren, a useless female by all standards. Her only apparent advantage was that she had eight betrothed mates, said to be exceptionally handsome, powerful, and influential.
Her half-sister, Lina, was jealous of her and decided to drug her the day before those fiancés were due to marry into the family, then throw her into Sin Beast City.
Sin Beast City was home to vicious criminal beasts and wandering beasts. Females sent there were almost always tortured to death. Even if someone survived by sheer luck, they would be half-destroyed—left with horrifying trauma and permanently stigmatized. Lina intended to completely ruin the original Nina Song.
While resisting, the original owner of the body was accidentally killed—and that was when this Nina Song arrived.
The moment she transmigrated, she was forcibly fed the drug and dumped into Sin Beast City.
Those beastmen didn't dare venture deep inside, so they abandoned her at the edge of the city, assuming she would soon be picked up by the vicious beasts within.
She inherited the original host's memories and knew exactly where she was. After those people left, she fled as fast as she could, running until she reached a deserted mountain cave—just as the drug's effects took hold.
And then, somehow… last night happened.
She hadn't expected that, after all that effort, she still couldn't escape. But at least she hadn't been tortured last night, and she'd managed to neutralize the drug herself. That drug was vicious—if it wasn't released, it would cause severe damage to the body. All things considered, this counted as a small blessing amid great misfortune.
Nina had been independent since childhood, and long ago she'd developed a tough mindset: as long as she was alive, that was enough.
As for chastity—what kind of "integrity" was that, anyway? Sorry, she never heard of it.
Still, she felt the other party didn't quite resemble a criminal beast or a wandering beast. According to the original host's memories, those vicious beasts were mostly cruel and merciless—they wouldn't have simply left a lone female here unharmed. And last night, she didn't seem to have been treated roughly at all.
Of course, it was also possible that she was simply too ugly now, not worth bothering with anymore. As for what the other person looked like, she had no recollection whatsoever.
The original body really was ugly at the moment—her face was covered in bluish-black toxin blotches.
Nina possessed plant-based abilities. Though they were pitifully weak after transmigrating, she could still tell that the original host's ugliness was caused by poisoning. After last night, her abilities had recovered a little—enough, hopefully, to heal her face.
It was precisely because her abilities had been so weak that she'd been completely unable to resist the drug's powerful effects last night.
She didn't know why she had these abilities; she'd been born with them. She was an orphan, raised in a welfare home, with no idea who her parents were.
Her secret was known only to the director of the orphanage, who had warned her never to let anyone else find out—so she'd kept it hidden all these years.
On top of that, she also had a trading system, which had bound itself to her when she turned eighteen. Its primary function was shopping, though it could also sell or exchange items—whether it accepted them or not was up to the system itself.
She'd bound it back then simply because the goods were cheaper, and she had been very poor at the time.
Yesterday, she'd tried calling for the system, hoping to buy an antidote, but all she got was a crackling "zzzzt" of static. It was probably still there—just crashed. Whether it could recover was anyone's guess.
"Little Bun?" Nina tried calling out to the system again.
[Ding! Dear host, your Little Bun is back!]
A cheerful voice rang out in her mind. Her consciousness entered the system space, where she saw a plump, round little bun—white and chubby—formed entirely of data.
"You crashed yesterday?" Nina asked, tipping her head.
[Because the host suddenly transmigrated to the beast world, I needed some time to adapt to the local magnetic field and undergo repairs and integration. But everything's fine now!]
Little Bun spun around as if to show off.
"Little Bun, how did we end up here? Did you send me here?"
[Nope. I don't know what happened either. But the magnetic field here is highly compatible with you, host. You're actually quite suited to living in this world.] Little Bun sounded just as confused.
"So you're functioning normally now?"
[Yes, host.]
"Then give me a Recovery Pill. I overexerted myself last night—I feel like my kidneys are about to give out." Nina said, rubbing her lower back.
[Oh my—what did you do last night, Host? Come on, share with your system!]
Little Bun wore a shamelessly gossiping expression.
"Kids shouldn't ask so many questions," Nina said, the tips of her ears warming slightly.
[I'm not a kid.] Little Bun muttered under its breath. Still, sensing that Nina didn't want to talk about it, it didn't press further and directly handed her a Recovery Pill.
[Host, your current physical condition doesn't look very good. Would you like Little Bun to run a physical checkup for you? It's free.]
Nina thought it over. Her abilities were too weak right now—there might be hidden issues she wasn't aware of. A checkup wouldn't hurt.
"Alright, then I'll trouble you to take a look."
[You got it!]
Little Bun began scanning her body.
[Host, preliminary screening shows that your body is poisoned. Would you like to purchase an Antidote Pill? Special offer—20% off just for you.]
She could detoxify this herself and didn't want to spend money. "No."
[Oh! Then I'll proceed with a deeper scan.] Little Bun continued.
[Malnutrition, anemia, kidney deficiency, spleen deficiency…]
As it went on, it listed problem after problem, making it sound as though Nina were about to kill over.
[Host, your body is far too weak. How about buying the Ultimate Tonic Package? Bundle it with an Antidote Pill and I'll give you 30% off!]
Nina sighed.
No wonder it had been so generous with the free checkup. This was clearly just a sales pitch.
"No."
[Alright then!]
The failed promotion left Little Bun slightly disappointed. It continued the scan—then suddenly grew excited, its voice shooting up several octaves.
[Ah! Host—this is huge news! Earth-shattering news!]
Nina jumped, startled. Don't tell me I have some terminal illness?
"What kind of news?"