Selene Kane saw a blog post online about someone giving birth to octuplets and couldn't resist making a few sarcastic comments.
Before she finished speaking, the chandelier above her suddenly crashed down on her head with a loud "thud."
She felt a sharp pain, her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar place.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully binding with the system!"
"From now on, the host can have as many children as you like!"
Selene was utterly baffled, her mind in chaos.
"What the hell is this? Who's talking?"
Soon after, the voice spoke again.
"Here's a gift package to help you have children, would you like to accept it? Please note, this package includes incredibly generous fertility benefits."
"No."
"Oh, come on, host, don't be so quick to refuse, the plot is already syncing."
Then, a flood of information rushed into her mind.
Selene, while holding her still-dizzy head, began to recall the memories she had just received.
The owner of this body was a female living in the Interstellar Era.
In that world, females were extremely scarce, considered rare reproductive resources.
To ensure the survival of the species, they bore a massive responsibility, but not every female could conceive successfully, so they were paired with multiple potential male partners.
These males were naturally aggressive, with irritable personalities and incredible combat strength, often resorting to violence over the slightest displeasure.
To protect the scarce females from harm,
the Interstellar Federation established numerous laws and regulations, granting females nearly absolute authority and decision-making power.
As long as a female successfully paired with a male, no matter how prestigious he was, he would have to completely submit to her from then on.
The original owner was exceptionally lucky, with a "luck of the draw" physique.
Her bound male companions were all formidable and renowned.
Astonishingly, among them were extremely rare twin brothers.
But because the Cosmic King ruled over the Interstellar world, in their eyes, only those who could produce a Beast Child were considered valuable, and if the Beast Husbands couldn't produce Beast Children, they would be exiled or even destroyed by the Cosmic Lord.
While the original owner wasn't exactly a good person, she couldn't bear to lose these top-tier men, so before being punished multiple times by the Cosmic Lord, she pretended to be perverse, punishing a few males with minor transgressions to avert major ones,
yet these men not only didn't appreciate it but increasingly ignored and despised her, even using Spiritual Medicine to suppress their aversion to her,
her heartfelt emotions were trampled by the Beast Husbands, causing her to gradually become twisted.
With the help of the Female Protection Law, she began to arbitrarily abuse the Beast Husbands.
Anyway, as long as she laid a hand, the system would keep her safe.
So she became more and more recklessly vengeful.
You say you love painting?
Then I'll tear up your paintbrushes, break your fingers, and make sure you can never hold anything again.
Your looks are captivating?
Very well, she smiled as she picked up a dagger and slashed it across his cheek, let's see how you still use that face to please others.
And as for that man commanding the Interstellar Fleet, always reluctant to show his contract imprint, she broke his leg, seeing how he could possibly return to the battlefield.
Reflecting on those bloody scenes, Selene Kane stood by the window, looking out, lost in thought for a long time, finally unable to avoid asking:
"What on earth are you? A system? A machine or a program?"
A mechanical voice gently sounded: "Ding dong~ Welcome, host, to the Good Pregnancy Camp! I am the Good Pregnancy System, specially designed for happy procreation."
"Your poor relationships with them are ultimately because you didn't have children sooner, aren't they? Look, once the children are born, a happy family reunion will naturally improve relationships!"
Listening to this, Selene could only feel a sense of irony.
She let out a cold laugh, no longer arguing with it, and turned to leave.
She had made up her mind that it would be better to jump off and end this absurd life than listen to this baffling system's nonsense.
If jumping might not end in death, at the very least, she would escape the chaos.
"Whoa, whoa, don't be impulsive!"
The system, sensing danger, changed its tone in a panic.
"Stop! Stop, host! What are you trying to do?"
She had already climbed onto the railing, and below was a bottomless abyss; she just sneered at the questioning.
"In this day and age, you still want me to enter a baby factory? If I really agreed, I'd probably be stuck in confinement all year round; I'd rather die, I'd rather start all over than continue living so miserably."
Seeing her firm attitude, the system hastily adjusted its persuasion tactics.
"Don't get excited, you can earn corresponding points for each baby you conceive! I can tell you that once you've accumulated enough points, you can exchange them for a way to leave this world. You can exchange not only various items and materials, but also a means to return to your original world without any problems."
On hearing this, she paused slightly.
"Really? I can exchange points for 'everything' I want?"
"Absolutely!"
The system cleared its throat, its voice tinged with a hint of excitement.
"Compared to the world you used to live in, the technological civilization here is far more advanced. Whether it's for the comfort of living or resource support, it's beyond your imagination."
Selene Kane stopped in her tracks, her brows gently furrowed.
"A better life?"
She repeated the system's words in a low voice.
But then again, she was already here.
Since there was no turning back, why not try to adapt to this new world?
With this thought, her expression gradually relaxed.
Just as she was talking, a low, angry voice suddenly sounded behind her: "What are you doing here?"
Selene Kane shivered violently, instinctively shrinking backward.
But she was standing on the edge of the balcony and that movement left her stepping into thin air.
She fell right off the balcony!
"Ah!"
Selene Kane closed her eyes tightly in fright, with only one sentence looping madly in her mind.
"I should be able to survive a fall from the second floor... at most, break a bone and rest for a few days..."
But the anticipated agony did not come.
The next second, a strong arm stretched out in mid-air and caught her steadily.
A still-shaken Selene Kane slowly opened her eyes.
A man's indifferent face came into view.
Seeing that she was unharmed, his brow furrowed even deeper, and a hint of annoyance appeared on his face.
Then, without warning, he let go of her, dropping her to the ground!
"Ugh..."
Selene Kane nearly let out a call, but luckily caught herself in time.
The original owner of this body had a gentle and weak disposition, not one to scream or shout.
She quickly held her breath, swallowing the words back down her throat.
She then dusted off her skirt, rubbed her slightly numb rear, and slowly looked up at the male.
At this moment, he stood silhouetted against the light.
His whole figure was sharply outlined, exuding an imposing aura.
This was her Beast Husband, Caleb Shaw.
He was one of the top commanders in the entire Interstellar Fleet.
"What scheme are you up to now?" he spoke with unmistakable accusation, "Have you come up with a new way to trouble us again? If you have the mind to do so, just put it to use; why go to the lengths of personally hurting yourself for a sympathy act?"