The Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Female Lead is Mine [Transmigration Into a Novel] - Chapter 12

Military life left an indelible mark on Luo Yang’s life, including a stricter and more precise biological clock than the average person’s.

No matter how late she went to bed the night before or how well she slept, she would wake up at six in the morning.

Everything in the early morning was familiar to Luo Yang—the soft light that wasn’t yet harsh, the wind with its faint coolness, the chirping of birds, and the crystal-clear dew on the blades of grass… it had all become a part of her daily routine.

However, this morning seemed a little different from usual.

Or rather, although the scene was the same, her state of mind had changed.

Luo Yang didn’t know how to explain the subtle joy she felt the moment she opened her eyes.

After recalling what had happened last night, she blinked, a hint of confusion washing over her clear pupils.

Was she happy because of what Xie Zhitian had said last night?

Thinking of this, Luo Yang felt a little vexed.

Was she too impulsive to want to rely on the young miss she had never gotten along with?

But she felt that the young miss must be a good person.

How could a person in a high position who could empathize with the plight of a cyborg be bad?

Luo Yang slowly got up and looked around the room.

Xie Zhitian wasn’t there, but a small note was left on the bedside table with a line of small writing:

“I’m downstairs making breakfast.”

The handwriting was beautiful and flowing.

Luo Yang looked at the neatly made-up floor bed and pursed her lips slightly.

Xie Zhitian had talked with her for a while last night, and then the two of them had shared a late-night snack. When it was time to sleep, Xie Zhitian had voluntarily offered to sleep on the floor.

Luo Yang had instinctively wanted to refuse at the time. She was already surprised that Xie Zhitian was willing to stay with her; how could she let a pampered young miss sleep on the floor while she slept in the bed?

But Xie Zhitian insisted that her injury hadn’t healed and it was safest for her to sleep alone in the bed. Once she recovered, they could squeeze in together.

Thinking of this, Luo Yang’s ears turned a little red.

Xie Zhitian had said it so naturally and openly, as if it were a matter of course. But then again, there was nothing to a couple of girls sleeping in the same bed. Back in the army, she had even slept in a dorm with more than a dozen people.

Luo Yang took a deep breath and got out of bed.

There was an extra set of toiletries by the sink, the same brand as hers but in a different color. Xie Zhitian had brought it over last night after tidying up. Her mug had a white rabbit on it, and Xie Zhitian’s had a brown bear.

After washing up, Luo Yang neatly placed the little rabbit and the little bear side by side before leaving the room.

The aroma of food filled the kitchen, instantly whetting her appetite.

Xie Zhitian was busy at the stove with her back to her. Hearing the movement, she turned her head and greeted her.

“You’re up? Did you sleep well?”

People said that the young miss was lazy and liked to indulge, but she had gotten up so early just to make her breakfast.

And the food the young miss made was really delicious…

Luo Yang nodded, walking over to help, but was gently held by the shoulders and guided to a seat. “Just wait. It’s almost ready.”

Today’s breakfast was Western-style, with soft toasted bread, bacon, and a runny-yolk fried egg, served with fresh lettuce and tomatoes.

Xie Zhitian cut a pat of butter and spread it on the surface of the bread. When the butter met the warm bread, it melted slightly, releasing a very tempting aroma.

She smiled and handed the hearty sandwich to Luo Yang, then poured her a glass of warm milk. “Here, eat more. You’ll recover faster.”

Lately, the young miss had been looking at her and smiling like this often, as if she were a different person.

The corners of her lips were raised gently, her eyes soft and yet still bright. It was like a breeze in early spring, a heartwarming warmth.

Luo Yang said “thank you” softly, took the sandwich, and took a big bite.

The egg was tender, some of the grease had been fried out of the bacon, and paired with the crunchy vegetables, it was flavorful but not greasy, just right.

She had never eaten anything so delicious.

Why was the young miss being so nice to her?

The excessive thoughtfulness and care left Luo Yang feeling both confused and happy, and at the same time, it gave her an inferiority complex, as if she “didn’t deserve” it.

A cyborg, someone most ordinary people wouldn’t want to get close to, did she really deserve this kind of kindness?

Luo Yang couldn’t figure it out.

Since waking up, Xie Zhitian had been thinking about how to talk to Jasmine later and get her to cooperate and tell the truth. So she didn’t notice Luo Yang’s complex emotions. Seeing Luo Yang spaced out from time to time, she only thought she hadn’t slept well last night, or was nervous about the fate a cyborg was about to face.

She couldn’t let anything happen to Luo Yang.

A young girl who had shouldered such a heavy fate for the country and for humanity deserved to be treated well.

And so, Xie Zhitian’s resolve grew stronger. She was a naturally hot-blooded and righteous person. No matter what the final truth of the case was, she would protect Luo Yang at all costs.

Following the map, Xie Zhitian drove all the way to the outskirts of the district. When she arrived in Zone Z, where their destination was located, it was fifteen minutes before nine o’clock.

The architecture in Zone Z was vastly different from that in Zone A. The reinforced concrete buildings were neatly arranged and sturdy on the outside, like a giant metal cage. Patrol guards carrying weapons walked back and forth, and the security was so tight that there was almost no sign of life.

As described in the book, at this time, weapon production had not fully recovered, and most cyborgs used cold weapons such as swords, battle axes, and spears. Guns were very rare and expensive, and heavy weapons were uniformly distributed and controlled by the government, only available to the leaders of each district.

Xie Zhitian thought of something and asked Luo Yang, “What about your weapon?”

Luo Yang answered truthfully, “I lost it a few days ago and haven’t gotten a new one yet.”

How could a soldier not have a weapon?

Xie Zhitian guessed that this was another one of the previous young miss’s creations. She made a mental note of it, planning to find a suitable weapon in her personal space to give to Luo Yang when she had time.

Building 8 in Zone Z was part of the prison. Xie Zhitian took Luo Yang to the registration desk. Two women in uniform stood ramrod straight, with serious expressions. They must have been staff.

Xie Zhitian briefly explained her purpose and asked, “Has Miss Ren arrived?”

“Miss Ren is upstairs communicating with the doctor. She said that if you arrive, you should wait in the lobby on the first floor for a notification.”

One of the women replied, “There are seats over there. You can rest there.”

Xie Zhitian nodded. “Okay, thank you for your trouble.”

She and Luo Yang registered and were about to sit down when there was a commotion at the door.

Xiao Wen walked in, his hair disheveled, his face smudged with dirt, and looking travel-worn. He had an old backpack on his back and looked completely out of place next to the two girls in their neat and proper dresses.

This person was really like an unshakeable piece of gum. He was everywhere.

Xie Zhitian knew by his disheveled appearance that he had come on a bicycle. The novel also clearly stated that Xiao Wen could only exchange his system points for supplies. In the early stages, he didn’t have enough points for a car. He could only exchange for small things like flowers and chocolate to please girls.

Xiao Wen wanted to save up points for a car, because the district was so big, and he needed to travel back and forth to carry out his strategy. He couldn’t spend all his time on the road. Besides, at the speed of a bicycle, by the time he arrived, it would be too late for many things.

But a car cost several thousand points, and his target was specified by the system. In this district, it was only Xie Zhitian and Luo Yang, and he hadn’t made much progress recently.

Seeing the two of them, Xiao Wen was stunned. “Young… Young Miss? Why are you here?”

It wasn’t even nine in the morning yet. It was a rare occurrence for Xie Zhitian to be up this early.

And she had brought Luo Yang with her?

Had these two people been in contact with each other too much lately? He had no idea what was wrong with the young miss.

“Of course I came by car.” Xie Zhitian gave him a sidelong glance, deliberately answering a different question. “It’s so far, it must be tiring to come by bicycle.”

Xiao Wen felt a pang of pain from the sarcasm in her tone. Before he could think of a retort, he heard her ask, “What are you here for?”

He immediately put on a worried expression. “I don’t know how Jasmine’s situation is being handled. Miss Ren usually takes good care of me, and I wanted to see if there’s anything I can do to help.”

He then smiled and said, “The young miss and Luo Yang got up so early, you must not have eaten breakfast properly, have you? I have some small sweet snacks here to fill you up. Girls should like them.”

Luo Yang had been listening to their conversation quietly on the side. Recently, she had been able to vaguely sense the subtle atmosphere between Xie Zhitian and Xiao Wen. She had once asked Xie Zhitian why her attitude toward Xiao Wen had become a little hostile.

Xie Zhitian explained that after spending time with Xiao Wen, she found that their personalities didn’t match and they weren’t suitable for a deep friendship, but Xiao Wen kept coming to see her, which made her a little annoyed.

Luo Yang nodded and quickly accepted the explanation.

After all, it was obvious to everyone that Xiao Wen had been pestering Xie Zhitian lately. He would follow her everywhere she went, and it was only natural for him to be met with cold stares.

Besides, Luo Yang didn’t want to have too much contact with people the young miss didn’t like. Maintaining a superficial politeness was enough. Xie Zhitian was so good to her and was willing to speak up for a cyborg. She didn’t want to make her unhappy.

Luo Yang was about to say that they had already had a good breakfast and didn’t need anything, when she heard Xie Zhitian’s pleasant voice, “Okay, we haven’t eaten yet. We’re starving.”

Luo Yang was confused and looked at Xie Zhitian, who winked at her with a sly smile.

Xie Zhitian seemed to have become the spoiled and willful young miss again, reaching out to Xiao Wen with a sense of entitlement. “What do you have to eat? Bring it out so I can pick something good.”

Xiao Wen had been given the cold shoulder by Xie Zhitian several times and was finally given an opportunity, so he naturally didn’t want to let it go.

He opened his backpack with great enthusiasm and took out a handful of small snacks wrapped in transparent paper, handing them to Xie Zhitian.

Xie Zhitian glanced at them. They were sesame peanut brittle.

Because of her interference, Xiao Wen hadn’t been able to get close to Luo Yang yet, so he naturally didn’t know that she liked chocolate.

As for the sesame peanut brittle, it was also mentioned in the original text as the cheapest snack in Xiao Wen’s system, costing only 1 point each. However, even so, sesame peanut brittle was very rare at this time, and Xiao Wen often used it to show goodwill and close the distance with others.

Xie Zhitian took it without hesitation and picked up a piece with her fingers. The candy wrapper was intact and inflated, so it was impossible to tamper with it. She unwrapped the candy and put it in her mouth, savoring it slowly.

Xiao Wen held his breath, looking at Xie Zhitian nervously. “How is it? Do you like it, Young Miss?”

Xie Zhitian didn’t rush. She swallowed the candy slowly and then said, “I like it. It tastes pretty good.”

Xiao Wen was overjoyed, feeling that he had finally done something right and had somewhat redeemed his standing in Xie Zhitian’s heart.

He was smugly about to say a couple more words to get some credit and cozy up to the young miss, when he heard Xie Zhitian speak again.

“It’s just too little. Buy me 500 more.”

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