Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: I’m Not the Holy Mother in the Apocalypse 6

Lin Shuangshuang didn’t dare tell Mi Lu that in the future, insects would mutate to the height of a person before stopping. She just wanted Mi Lu to have one more relaxed day.

Gulp!

Looking at the enlarged insect’s hideous and terrifying features, Mi Lu felt none of the relaxation Lin Shuangshuang imagined. With Lin Shuangshuang’s words about practicing in her mind, she couldn’t help but nervously swallow and instinctively gripped the chair tightly.

She didn’t oppose Lin Shuangshuang’s decision because she knew when Lin Shuangshuang said ”practice,” it meant just that—nothing that would harm her. In these changing times, having a chance to adapt to this new world safely in advance was an unmatched fortune, and Mi Lu was grateful to Lin Shuangshuang for it.

Just as the word ”practice” was mentioned, a mutated grasshopper jumped right in front of Lin Shuangshuang and Mi Lu. As Lin Shuangshuang, holding Doumi, was about to kick the grasshopper halfway to death for Mi Lu’s practice, she suddenly felt her arms empty!

It turned out that Doumi, upon seeing the jumping grasshopper, widened its pupils from a sleepy line to fully round! Doumi leapt from Lin Shuangshuang’s arms, pounced on the grasshopper, and went wild, stepping, kicking, biting, and tearing at it.

Lin Shuangshuang’s raised foot was still paused mid-air, her expression indecipherable. Mi Lu, who was gripping the chair intensely with a tense look, was stunned, and after a moment, the two exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but laugh.

Mi Lu had been tense for a while, but Doumi’s abrupt interference deflated her anxiety, and she couldn’t help but chuckle. Seeing the grasshopper, who seemed utterly hopeless after being played with by Doumi, also slightly reduced her fear of the insect.

This one-on-one lesson was interrupted by Doumi’s intrusion, and giving up on the grasshopper Doumi had claimed, Lin Shuangshuang surveyed the surroundings to find another insect.

Her eyes landed on a lone mutated mantis. Mantises were naturally larger than grasshoppers, and after mutating, they were twice the size of regular grasshoppers. This mutated mantis was female, making it especially large.

Lin Shuangshuang estimated that the mutated female mantis was about the size of a five or six-year-old child! Moreover, its swollen egg case indicated it was packed with mantis eggs, and seeing its round egg case, Lin Shuangshuang’s eyes lit up.

Insects are naturally nutritious high-protein food, and in many places, it’s traditional to consume insects. Northern people enjoy silkworm pupae and grasshoppers, while southern people favor bamboo worms and bee larvae, not to mention deep-fried scorpions that foodies love! With bold tastes like spiders, centipedes, water cockroaches, crickets, mole crickets, wood bugs, bean beetles... there are just too many edible insects.

Post-apocalypse, insect meat and eggs became common food sources. Nicely put, the enlarged insects post-apocalypse seemed to increase in number, making them a more plentiful source.

On a harsher note, humanity, faced with natural evolution, had become weak, only able to contend with insects. Besides, insects are relatively easy to obtain, and fortunately, the mutant insects lost their previous noxious taste and became quite delicious. If you overlook their appearance, eating them can be quite enjoyable.

These mutant insect eggs are not only tasty, but importantly, they are highly nutritious, benefiting both humans and mutant animals. Doumi, having just mutated, was perfect for eating these eggs to nourish its body.

Fearing the female mantis might escape, Lin Shuangshuang instinctively channeled her inner strength to her feet and, in an instant, was in front of the mutated mantis. Before the mantis could react, Lin Shuangshuang had already punched it, directly smashing its head!

Green bug blood spurted from the mantis’s head, splattering Lin Shuangshuang, while Mi Lu, on the other side, couldn’t help but gag against the wall. But Lin Shuangshuang, long used to the post-apocalyptic world, was unfazed.

Then Lin Shuangshuang felt a bit regretful, realizing she had intended to leave it half-dead for Mi Lu to practice but killed it in her excitement! A glance told her there was a mutated cricket nearby, about the size of a soccer ball, possibly the prey of the now-deceased mantis.

Seeing the cricket was just the right size, Lin Shuangshuang stepped forward and pinned it with her foot. She left it half-disabled, allowing it to hop but without being dangerous. Ensuring the cricket was safe, Lin Shuangshuang motioned Mi Lu over for practice.

The cricket was pitch-black and, when enlarged, was much more terrifying than a grasshopper. Pale-faced, Mi Lu approached with the chair, a little scared but determined not to show it. However, when she tried to act, she appeared awkward, smashing the chair down only for the cricket to drag its half-wrecked body and dodge away.

With the first strike, Mi Lu’s courage grew a bit, perhaps out of sheer terror. She swung the chair in a wild frenzy at the cricket!

Lin Shuangshuang didn’t look at Mi Lu tormenting the cricket; her focus was on the mantis eggs. Feeling herself for tools and finding none, she decided to detach one of the mantis’s front legs, using its sharp claw to slice open the egg case, revealing it was packed with mantis eggs, each the size of quail eggs.

This mantis was very productive, with over eighty egg cases, quite prolific for a mantis. Each egg case held seven or eight mantis eggs, totaling several hundred eggs.

Lin Shuangshuang habitually carried a sturdy large plastic bag, mainly to avoid leaving loose items when shopping. Now it was perfect for holding these mantis eggs.

Mantis eggs are hard and not easy to break, so Lin Shuangshuang confidently put all the mantis eggs in the bag. She picked up Doumi, who had played the grasshopper to death and was now rubbing against her feet, then called over Mi Lu, who had just smashed the cricket to death and was pale as she leaned against the wall. They were ready to leave the school.

Lin Shuangshuang and Mi Lu had been bustling down the hallway for quite a while, with people inside the classrooms constantly peeking through the windows to watch. The classrooms were soundproof, so closing the door blocked out external noise, mainly to prevent disrupting students’ studies.

This measure now provided Lin Shuangshuang some peace because, as she passed by the classrooms, many were shouting at her. Judging by the expressions, they weren’t saying anything nice, not even Meng Tao, who, surrounded by his gang, frowned tightly at her.

Lin Shuangshuang walked past without a glance, paying no heed to those who hadn’t yet faced reality. Mi Lu, dragging the chair, pale-faced, followed closely behind Lin Shuangshuang, also having no mind to care what the people inside were saying.

Just as Lin Shuangshuang, hugging Doumi, was about to reach the stairwell, the classroom door opened a crack. Meng Tao stood behind it, showing only part of his face, gripping the door handle tightly, veins on his hand bulging—he was clearly nervous!