Chapter 1: Thunderous Transmigration

Li Feng is probably the unluckiest person to transmigrate. A typhoon appeared out of nowhere and, in the end, Li Feng's body was unexpectedly hit by a lightning bolt. Then, his soul left his body and he transmigrated. Li Fen didn't mind transmigrating because maybe he could find his Mr. Right. However, he instantly wanted to die again!

His stomach was big from being pregnant! But he was still a man!

Oh, God, why did you strike me with lightning and send me here?! What kind of world was this? Why did he have to have children when he was a man? What was this place? Why was he surrounded by primitive people? They were running around barefoot with animal hide clothing and their unkempt hair down!

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Chapter 1: Thunderous Transmigration

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels

Editor: None

Li Feng was a small-time magazine journalist, and the magazine publisher was not well known, so he had to do a lot of trivial matters. You ask, why? Because he was the easiest to bully! He was good-tempered, gentle, and honest!

Although his name was very dignified and manly, 厉风 = Li Feng = Strong Winds  he was a man who lived in comfort and wanted to stay at home if he had money. He didn't have too much ambition, was not the kind of man who could make a lot of money and was not the kind of man who could flatter girls with his words. He had worked for several years, and now he didn't even have a girlfriend or had even held a girl's hand!

He wasn't worried as he was able to write on his treasured computer all day long. He once said to his colleagues that as long as he was connected to a computer, then even if he was in a small room with some necessary daily necessities, he could stay in a house for the rest of his life...

Wouldn't that be great?

But the reality was often not up to him. No matter how much he wanted to stay at home, the nature of his work made him run everywhere. As a small-time journalist, he even needed to write for an unknown food magazine.

One day, he asked an elder sister who could make traditional food is she would mind being interviewed. He wanted to do the interview because it was convenient to write an article about gourmet food.

Who would have imagined that his fortune would be as unpredictable as the weather, and every day may bring him fortune or calamity? Just as he was riding his battered motorcycle down the first roads, a typhoon hit. Knowing that there was a typhoon today, the stingy bald boss forced him to come out for an interview. What could he say? The interview was scheduled before the typhoon would hit. The weather forecast said that it was going to be the worst at night.

What was this hideous mess? He had been convinced that the weather forecast was correct. It's was just like a train being able to rear-end another train. It was unfathomable.

Earlier, he told the bald boss that he didn't believe in the weather forecast. That it would not be too late to do the interview after the typhoon tomorrow. But what did the old baldy say? 'It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, anyway, I believe it.' So he sent him and several other colleagues out for their interviews!

What did he say? As expected, he believed that the weather forecast could not be believed. This is not only due to the typhoon but also the rain. How could there be thunder without rain? So, when he wanted to find a roadside eaves to shelter from the rain, thunder had exploded in his ears. Before he had time to react, bright lightning struck him. He could even smell the scent of burning meat, the smell of his own flesh being scorched. As soon as he felt the pain, he suddenly went unconscious.

Li Feng was awakened by pain. He was thankful that he was still alive after such a bolt of lightning. It seemed that it was time for him to buy a lottery ticket. Maybe he could even win 80 million, then directly sit and wait for death. Oh, wrong, it should be to enjoy the life of the top people.

It was just at that moment when his mind was full of thoughts, the pain in his body made him unable to think. Ah, why did it hurt so much? Where did it hurt? Well, it seemed to be coming from his stomach and... Er, his chrysanthemum... Was he in an operation? Why didn't they use anesthesia? Maybe the anesthesia had passed. Doctor, it's too painful. Which hospital was so irresponsible that he hadn't been anesthetized yet.

The pain in his stomach worsened, and his intestines felt like they turned and... twisted.

He tried to open his heavy eyelids but his sight was covered with sweat. He couldn't see anything. He only heard someone nearby shouting happily, "He woke up! He woke up! God bless, he finally woke up..."

The surprised and joyful cries confused him. He had no family and he had been alone for a long time. After he left the orphanage, he had a peaceful relationship with his colleagues but no intimate friends. Who was crying for him?

Before he knew it, he felt someone pressing on his stomach, and said, "Push! Push! I can see the head... Hurry... Push..."

The incessant urge made him unconsciously follow the direction and push. Although he didn't know what was going on, he instinctively felt that if he didn't push, it would be him who would end up suffering. He felt that the pain in his stomach was coming back again, and his chrysanthemum felt like it was going to break in half. He instinctively felt that this was not good. He clenched teeth, he tried hard and felt nothing... then, something slipped out of his chrysanthemum. His body relaxed, his spirit also relaxed, and he still didn't understand what happened before he fainted again!

He was very lucky that he didn't hear the crying of the baby. Otherwise, he wouldn't have only wanted to faint, but die instead!