Chapter 447: Xiao Achu’s Transparent Jellyfish is a Big Eater (1)

Chapter 447 Xiao Achu’s Voracious Transparent Jellyfish (1)

The entire world had been swallowed whole by the jellyfish, even the planet humans relied on for survival.

Well… Even the neighboring meteorite clusters were consumed.

Song Chuyi read through the story background and had to admit that this world's antagonist had one hell of an appetite.

Being able to consume meteorite clusters not only showed a robust appetite but also a lack of pickiness—low-maintenance indeed.

As Song Chuyi pondered, he reviewed the memories of the host body.

The host body was also a poor guy. Both parents were Mutants, specifically those infused with peacock genes.

After mutation, their personalities leaned toward peacock-like traits—narcissistic and obsessed with flaunting their charm, always strutting around in flashy outfits before heading out.

Though the host body was male, he wasn’t a Mutant and was shy and withdrawn, lacking his parents' flamboyant traits.

On top of that, the host body was exceptionally beautiful, so his ditzy parents raised him as a girl.

His wardrobe was filled with frilly dresses and all sorts of dazzling accessories.

It wasn’t until adulthood that the host body entered the height of his rebellion, wanting to wear men’s clothing again.

But his Mutant parents couldn’t accept this sudden change, and during his rebellious phase, the host body ran away from home.

Coddled his whole life, the host body had no idea how to support himself and starved to death, plain and simple.

And the first victim of the antagonist jellyfish? The unfortunate host body.

Wait…

Song Chuyi suddenly realized something and snapped his eyes open.

That thing latched onto his collarbone—what else could it be but the jellyfish!

Instinctively, Song Chuyi snatched it up and hurled it aside before quickly touching his collarbone.

Thank goodness, his skin was still intact.

He really didn’t want to end up inside the antagonist’s stomach right from the start.

After being thrown, the ghostly jellyfish vanished without a trace, likely lurking somewhere.

Song Chuyi didn’t mind—the antagonist would undoubtedly find him again anyway.

In a corner, the transparent jellyfish retracted its extended tentacles.

A residual heat still lingered on them.

The temperature from that human.

Just moments ago, it had gone cold, but then, just like that, it warmed up again.

So warm that even its tentacles tingled with warmth.

It couldn’t yet comprehend what this warmth meant, but its hunger surged at the sensation.

It wanted to make a meal of this human.

This human looks tastier than those small fish and shrimp in the sea.

He stared at that figure as if mentally devouring him already.

At this moment, Song Chuyi was still examining himself. Only after confirming there was no damage at all did he sigh in relief.

Now he was in a five-star hotel. The host had blown all his money on the hotel and, being terrible at asking for help, had literally starved to death.

He hoped the main system would give the host a better reincarnation.

Song Chuyi exchanged a few words with Xiaotong about the host’s situation, then contacted the front desk to have some food sent up.

The meal arrived quickly. Once he'd eaten his fill, he checked up on the current status of the host’s parents.

The two were not in Jing City now but had gone to Hai City, likely for work or some mission.

Although Mutants and ordinary humans don’t differ much in appearance, Mutants, influenced by their mutated genes, think and act differently compared to regular humans.

In the early years when Mutants first appeared, there were plenty of conflicts. Fortunately, now Mutants and ordinary humans have learned to live together peacefully.

Of course, that's just for show. What happens privately is known only to them.

As an ordinary human in a Mutant family, the host often struggled to understand his parents’ behavior.

But being introverted and not one to speak his mind, he had always suppressed his feelings.

Song Chuyi, however, was not the type to suppress himself.

Once he'd eaten his fill, he went out, chatting up strangers. He charmed them so well that some even treated him to milk tea.

Through these chats, Song Chuyi came to understand that there was an uneasy truce between ordinary humans and Mutants now.

In short, it was a pretty safe world.

Provided one ignored the jellyfish clinging to his shoulder.

The jellyfish itself was transparent, hardly visible in daylight.

Moreover, given that jellyfish normally only live in the ocean, anyone who noticed the one on Song Chuyi’s shoulder probably just thought it was a small accessory.

Though Song Chuyi chatted with others, he also kept tabs on the jellyfish’s behavior.

Fortunately, the jellyfish didn't try to take a bite out of him in public.

After a day out exploring, Song Chuyi returned to the hotel and began thinking about ways to earn money.

He couldn’t take on jobs that were too specialized, as that might raise suspicion.

For less specialized jobs, like waiting tables, with Mutants around, such work would be snapped up by them.

This made earning money a real challenge.

As he pondered, his phone rang.

He answered, and a gruff voice came from the other end.

“Song Chuyi, when are you coming to stream?”

Song Chuyi: ??

"Livestream? What livestream?"

The voice on the other end sneered, "You forgot the contract you signed yesterday?"

"You signed a binding one-year contract with me. If you back out, you'll owe ten million bucks."

"Ten million bucks—you got that kind of money?"

Song Chuyi definitely couldn’t swing that.

But since there was work to do, he decided to check it out.

Song Chuyi asked for the address, threw on some clothes, and headed out.

The jellyfish clinging to his shoulder stayed silent—You'd miss it if you weren't looking.

It was already 11 p.m. when Song Chuyi arrived at the given address.

The sketchy-ass apartment had been divided into many cramped little rooms, with muffled voices leaking through.

"Thanks, Brother Xinzhi, for the tip~ Here's a heart for you!"

"Oh, what do you want to see, big bro? One 'airplane' gift and I'll show you~"

Song Chuyi: "... This looked hella shady."

As he hesitated, someone shoved him into a private room.

Inside were professional streaming setups and various little dresses hanging on the side.

Song Chuyi's brain short-circuited. Little dresses?

"I'm a guy," he blurted to the manager.

"No shit you're a dude," the manager replied, waving dismissively.

"You’re so good-looking—so what if you dress like a chick?"

"Your job is to milk those idiot whales for tips, got it?"

Song Chuyi's eye started twitching. "What if they find out?"

The manager shrugged. "Who gives a shit? Some might even get more excited knowing you're a guy."

"You know how it is—the Mutant community's got money to burn—and twice as many creeps."

Song Chuyi: "The hell he didn't."

He side-eyed the transparent jellyfish on his shoulder, a cold sweat forming.

If the Villain saw him doing drag for cash, was he gonna get his ass handed to him when the jellyfish finally morphed back?