The Beautiful Little Seagull Is Doted on by a Wealthy Family

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After Shen Wang's family stopped sending him money while he was studying abroad, he fainted from hunger in his rented room. As his consciousness faded, he swore that in his next life, he would be a seagull:

He could squawk as loudly as he liked.

He could steal tourists' fries.

He could go crazy whenever and wherever he wanted, without a care in the world.

The next morning, he woke up, stretched out his fluffy wings, and let out a series of "caw caw caws."

He had really transmigrated into a seagull.

Yan Nuo was withdrawn and reclusive. His room's windows and doors were always shut. The only time he opened a window, he found a seagull on the verge of death and took it in.

He wanted to set the seagull free, but it was so small and thin that it probably wouldn't survive in the wild. For now, he had no choice but to keep it.

The seagull was clingy. When Yan Nuo played games, it perched on his shoulder and cried, "Aaah, aaah."

When Yan Nuo did his homework, it stared at the screen full of red Xs and sighed, "Sigh, sigh."

When Yan Nuo showered, it squeezed through the crack under the door, perched on his head, and opened its beak to drink the water from the showerhead.

Yan Nuo picked it up and put it outside, but when he turned around, it had already climbed back onto his soap rack.

"Caw caw caw caw caw!"

Yan Nuo could barely take care of himself. How was he supposed to raise another living creature?

Just as he lay on his bed questioning his life choices, the doorbell rang. A slender figure stood outside...

As a human-seagull with absolutely no survival skills, Shen Wang fainted by the side of the road, hungry and cold.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a luxurious apartment in the city center. The gloomy rich guy who had picked him up was an old acquaintance: Yan Nuo, the heir to a wealthy family in his department who skipped class every day.

Yan Nuo didn't look well. But the moment he saw Shen Wang was awake, he put down his game and excitedly broke off half a piece of gold-leaf-covered fried chicken for him.

"Here, here, want some?"

Shen Wang: "?"

Was he supposed to eat one of his own kind? That sounded kind of fun...

Shen Wang didn't care about that sort of thing. Once he'd eaten his fill, the seagull perched on Yan Nuo's shoulder and mercilessly kicked him awake the next time he tried to sleep in and skip class.

When he accidentally overheard that Yan Nuo's family wanted to hire a tutor for him because he was failing every class, the seagull perked up.

He was a top-student seagull. This was right up his alley!

When Yan Nuo opened the door for his new tutor, he figured it would be a cold cash transaction: a thousand an hour.

But when the man stood in front of him, Yan Nuo felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The young tutor was very handsome, with fair skin and soft black hair. When he smiled, two canine teeth showed at the corners of his mouth. As he chattered away while explaining the problems, he seemed so full of life, like a cheerful little bird.

Yan Nuo thought that maybe studying a little wouldn't be completely unbearable.

Shen Wang realized his wish to the heavens had only half come true: every day, he spent half of his time as a seagull.

During the day, he diligently went to class and worked. At night, the hungry seagull showed up at Yan Nuo's window right on time.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The seagull pecked Yan Nuo's window, making it thud loudly.

Winter turned to spring. Sunlight streamed into a room whose windows and doors had once stayed shut all year, and Shen Wang became a fluffy little feathered tank.

Other seagulls: "Bro, wanna come down to the pier and grab some fries?"

Shen Wang: "Nope, I'm going to my rich classmate's place to score some premium food."

New story in the author's collection: [Husband, Why Are You So Hard?] Please add it to your favorites.

Blurb: Shen Ci transmigrated into the wife of the male lead of a power fantasy novel, but landed there when her husband was down on his luck.

The male lead was a power-fantasy tycoon who ruled the business world and lavished money on her. But now they'd just moved out of the orphanage together and were sharing a rented room.

But why did her boyfriend feel so stiff, as if he were dead? And why was there always a dark shadow looming behind him, so creepy to look at?

Shen Ci felt like something was wrong with the world.

Was this still a modern urban novel?

[Welcome to a parallel world governed by strange rules. Please draw your talent.]

[Rank D: Allure] Temporarily reduces the aggression of enemies.

To stay alive, Shen Ci had to activate her Allure skill every day. To her surprise, she really managed to fool her "boyfriend."

The man still diligently cooked and did the laundry at home, and still went out to earn money for her, just as he had before.

He even got them out of the rented room and into a mansion in less than a tenth of the time it took in the original story.

*

Nyar, the Great Old One of the Cthulhu Mythos, woke from a long slumber to find himself inside a human body.

A pretty little blind person was feeling his abs and secretly checking his breath.

The little blind person couldn't see the black mist behind him. He merely reached out to smooth his hair and smiled sweetly.

"Husband, you're not dead. That's wonderful."

"Go to work now. Rent is due this month."

*

Nyar realized that his wife depended on him, but also seemed a little afraid of him.

She always seemed to have something she wanted to ask him, but didn't dare say it.

At last, he couldn't help asking what was wrong.

Shen Ci finally blurted it out: Husband, why do you feel so hard to the touch?

He asked, "What part do you mean?"

*

Later, the greatest source of corruption in the instance world broke loose. Shen Ci, a human, was swallowed up in an instant and swept into another plane.

The supreme Great Old One went mad.

It devoured every source of corruption in a frenzy. Just before the abyss closed, countless phantom forms tore through space.

With bloodshot eyes, it pulled Shen Ci into its embrace.

Terrified by its true form, Shen Ci's legs went weak, and he instinctively tried to activate his skill again.

But his skill had no effect.

"Baby, Rank D skills don't work on beings of Rank C or higher."

"Want to guess what rank your husband is?"

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