When You Give Up on Yourself, Hundreds of Millions of Cells Are Still Silently Protecting You

"Still, I have this feeling that something seems about to happen in my world."

Su Yunqing's rocking chair swayed gently beneath her as a thoughtful expression appeared on her face.

She did not know whether it was just an illusion, but lately, she kept feeling as though something would happen soon. She did not really want to believe her intuition, but sometimes, whether she believed it or not did not matter.

Not to mention that even if her Fortune in this world did not make her the protagonist, she was at least an important supporting character.

Had anyone ever seen a Transmigrator enter another world—especially a High Martial Arts World—and develop peacefully without any trouble?

Either the Human Race and hostile races had irreconcilable conflicts, with the Human Race at a disadvantage, or crises would constantly descend upon the world and bring suffering to it.

Yet in the High Martial Arts World she had transmigrated into, no one had looked down on or bullied her because she was a Spirit Energy Insulator. Nor had she been retaliated against after growing stronger and defeating some aristocratic family's disciple.

No one had even tried to assassinate her out of greed for the reason behind her becoming stronger.

There probably was not another High Martial Arts World Transmigrator with an experience like hers.

Although part of it was because she kept a low profile and rarely went out, the system and education were also important factors.

But could a world really let a Transmigrator live so comfortably?

Absolutely not.

So, the likelihood of something happening to her was actually quite high.

Thinking this, Su Yunqing leisurely chewed the snacks in her mouth, took a sip of soda, and revealed a pleased expression.

Having a strong physique really was nice. She could drink cold