Novel & Cerita The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrows The Male Protagonist

"...do you want to access the help option?" Pepe suddenly remembered the prompt earlier. He thought that that was just his imagination but no, it was real! "My cheat! So the gods had not really forsaken me!" Pepe roared in his mind. Just like other transmigration stories in the novels, the main character has to have a cheat or something that would make him unique among everyone else. And here it came. His own fate changer! Pepe wanted to delve deeper into his cheat code but before he could do that, he had to get away first from the delicious naked woman before him.

"What do you think?" Kieran screamed. He looked like he was about to lose his damned mind. The woman he'd been chasing—this perfect, untouchable goddess—had already been taken by an outsider. Damn it! Bloodshot and trembling with fury, Kieran roared, "Kill him! I want him dead! Kill him now!" In an instant, several transcendent guards charged forward. A second later, they were gone. Completely obliterated. Not even ashes left behind. What a joke! These so-called transcendents weren't even at peak level. Hell, they didn't have a proper tier. Gideon barely registered them.

Everything starts to go black. The room that they are in begins to pull away from Moreen. Moreen’s hand lifts out to her mother and she screams loudly both out of fear and hate. The scream slowly turns into Troy’s scream. The image from a distorted memory of his comrade fully fades and he is back on the bridge, near its end. The boy has his arm out like he is reaching for something and bleeds from the corner of his mouth. He begins to breathe heavily and falls to his knees. He uses his right hand to cough in his hand. The boy reaches down to where the wound would be, tearing open his robe but he finds no wound, and only finds his own flesh. The coughing stops and the blood stops flowing out

Logan wiped away his tears and began to ask me, "Mr. Whitlock, how does it taste?" After downing the last cup of rat poison, I looked at Brielle and said softly, "They taste a little bitter… and a little sweet." Yes, the bitterness came from the poison. And the sweetness was knowing that after this death, I could finally leave for good. I turned to the camera with a smile. The live stream shot all the way to the top of the trending list, and Logan officially became the platform's top male streamer. After the streaming ended, Logan shot me a provocative look. I didn't respond. The poison was starting to take effect. I collapsed to the floor in agony, enduring the searing pain.

“Wow. Must be nice to have tits. Those things reduce you to a fucking marshmallow, I swear.” I didn’t answer, because sadly, what he said was true. It was almost impossible for me to say no to a girl. Grumbling under his breath, Cannon ran his hands over his dark, shaved head and then looked at me. Just looked at me in disappointment, as if he knew there was no way to change me. I kicked at a leaf on the ground. “Go ahead and say it,” I prompted. “I know you want to.” “You just started a war,” he announced, shaking his head. “We only had a few weeks left to put up with this fucker until the end of the season. That’s it. Weeks. And you just started a fucking war with him.”

Where is her memory before that? Unlike other transmigrators, Lilian or we we should already call her Lian. Lian, didn’t even panic. As a modern day college student who live her 19 years of existence alone, she experience a lot of shocking events. Although being transmigrated into another world is an unbelievable and shocking thing, still it is better than dying on that car accident. Also she is a novel addict and she particularly liked stories about transmigration and reincarnation, things like that. She admit that she even dream on getting transmigrated herself and finding some cool and good looking husband who will give her everything but she didn’t expect that it will really happen t

Dina sighed disapprovingly, “Hm, are you ATs like that? Robotic and cold?” “We ensure to do our jobs and do it well, some although more amiable could be unreliable so yes, most of us are strict.” “I see, okay whatever, I just imagined something disturbing so let’s not dive deeper and go to the main event, hm?” “If you say so, Dina.” Zero began divulging the rest of the required knowledge a Transmigrator was meant to have which was locked up before due to Dina’s rank. In the first place came an introduction to character integration where the concept of OOC was finally introduced.

I flinched so hard I nearly fell sideways. For a split second—everything froze. And then—hell broke loose. Gunshots rang out, extremely loud. “Move! Move!” someone shouted in Italian. I looked up, just in time to see Adriano and Dario burst through the smoke, followed by an army of black-clad men. Adriano didn’t hesitate. He aimed, fired, moved like he was gliding across the battlefield. No mercy. No hesitation. No humanity. He was no longer a man. He was possessed.

What should I say now? Do I play stupid or admittingly tell the General that I've been transmigrated into Celie? He knows Celie is dead! General Wright patiently waited for a response, the rest of his platoon awaiting for the same answers. Their uniforms consisted of a wool dark blue coat with buttons, dark blue trousers, and most of them wore caps on their heads. "I survived." Phuture mustered up a half true, Celie's body did survive after her death. But Phuture's soul now controlled her vessel, transmigrating into another world and time. "Now... can we talk about how we are gonna capture this island?"

In the end, he abused her to death. And then I transmigrated into her body. That night, as I slept, I vaguely dreamed of her. She was thanking me. The next day, guided by memory, I returned to the abusive novel's female lead's mother. As for what happened on Matt's end, I didn't know. After getting home, I deactivated all my SIM cards. Matt called me nonstop. When he realized he couldn't reach me, he could only irritably go to the hospital to claim the body.