From BOSS to Canon Fodder: She is Currently Out of Service!

Gu Ningxuan did not understand why Su Jiameng would say such words. Upon hearing them, his emotions surged within. If it weren’t for his excellent control, he might have instinctively moved forward to hold her tight, giving her support... No, that’s not right!

Gu Ningxuan felt deeply shocked. How could he have such shameless thoughts? This behavior was too frivolous, too slippery! However, the more he restrained himself, the more complicated and chaotic his thoughts became, even conjuring images from dreams he had a few days ago.

Thus, when Su Jiameng wasn’t paying attention, Gu Ningxuan’s face gradually turned red, unsure if it was from anger or embarrassment.

No, staying here any longer wouldn’t end well! Gu Ningxuan realized this and hurriedly bade farewell, ignoring the incessant noise from a certain someone inside his mind, and with a mix of coldness and annoyance said, ”Shut up! If you make another sound, don’t even think about coming out again!”

His second personality obediently shut its mouth, crossing arms and legs while sitting behind the mirror, murmuring softly, ”Striking out in anger.”

Gu Ningxuan almost fled in panic, while Su Jiameng, the main person involved in the incident, didn’t notice anything amiss.

Making sure the warmth surrounded her, she carefully crawled into bed, gazing gently at the two little ones with a look capable of drowning someone in warmth, occasionally reaching out to adjust the small blankets they kicked off.

Despite the two little babies being just that, babies, with a combined weight of less than thirty pounds they dominantly occupied two-thirds of the bed space. As their mother, Su Jiameng could only huddle on the remaining third of the bed, propping her head up with one hand lying sideways.

”Huaixi... Huaifeng...” The image of the two teenagers from her dreams surfaced in her mind, a satisfied smile on her lips.

Since the two little buns often slept with Su Jiameng, her room never had air fresheners; those things aren’t good for children’s breathing. Besides, places with babies are always filled with a milky aroma, no need for such things to scent the air.

Watching the two little ones falling into sweet dreams, Su Jiameng felt sleepless due to the previous interruption by Gu Ningxuan. After tossing and turning a few times, she sat up, opened the interstellar web on her smart device, yet was at a loss as to what she should do.

While her gaze unintentionally lingered on a label on the virtual screen, Su Jiameng remembered that ”autobiographical novel” and, after a moment’s hesitation, clicked to continue writing. Since it’s all based on her own experiences, there’s hardly any issue with writer’s block or plot creation.

With her extremely fast typing speed and clear thoughts, past memories laid themselves out clearly, she quickly wrote tens of thousands of words.

The plot had progressed to where several close family members one by one departed, the protagonist ”I” undergoes growth in mind and soul, confronting reality bravely, inheriting the legacy of her loved ones, and taking ”Guardian and Defense” as her life’s goal, steadfast and unchanging all her life.

”Actually, at that time... it already hinted that this life would be anything but calm, right?”

Thinking back to those days, Su Jiameng’s lips curled into a wry smile. The departure of her relatives was a huge blow to her, and by the time she understood what she wanted to guard, her family had already passed away, leaving her alone in that stormy era.

Like that instructor who treated her like his own daughter said, sometimes living is a more difficult thing than dying.

Though ”better a bad life than a good death,” that saying clearly didn’t suit the people of that era. Under the shadow of the Insect Race, many chose to commit desperate suicide seeking release, yet Su Jiameng admired those who chose to survive more, deciding to live, as it requires courage.

Perhaps due to thinking of too many past matters all at once, her mood turned slightly heavy. She sought other things to distract herself, emptying her thoughts, meticulously reviewing the already written content, ensuring everything was correct, then segmenting it into digital Chapters with various numbers.

”The interstellar literature website... Um, let’s choose this website...” Su Jiameng didn’t hesitate for long, directly targeting the largest online literature website in the interstellar network. It wasn’t because there were more readers there, but because Su Jiameng only knew this one literature site...

Having previously set up a reader account, she didn’t need to apply again. She followed the guide on the web, step by step, applying for a writer’s account, filling in a pen name, binding the reader and writer accounts together, applying to publish a new book...

”Uh... What should this book be named?” The name-challenged Su Lolita encountered the first difficulty: what to name this ”autobiographical” novel! Beside her were only two little buns smacking their lips as they dreamed, without a ”strategist” to offer suggestions!