As a Transmigrator, I Almost Starved to Death in the Forest, and a Pink Figure Appeared.

My name is Chang Yuan, and I think I've transmigrated.

Ignoring the intense pain in his body, Chang Yuan slowly sat up.

"Where am I?"

Full of questions, Chang Yuan began to look around.

However, at this moment, he noticed that his palms seemed much smaller than they used to be.

Guessing a possibility, Chang Yuan immediately started searching for a water source.

Finally, he found a lake in the dense forest.

Looking at the clear lake water, Chang Yuan immediately stuck his head in.

What greeted him was a young, tender face.

Seeing this face, Chang Yuan was slightly stunned.

He was all too familiar with this face; it was his appearance as a child, as he only had childhood photos.

His parents had passed away a long time ago, leaving behind only childhood photos and a group photo of both his parents.

"Did I transmigrate? If so, where did I transmigrate to? System, is there a system to save me?"

After shouting for a long time and confirming that he was truly a transmigrator without a system, Chang Yuan reluctantly gave up calling out.

He then looked around. Dense vegetation, a lake in the center. It was likely deep within a forest.

"I hope my luck isn't too bad. With my 10-year-old body, I'll probably just get eaten by wild beasts."

As he spoke, Chang Yuan observed the lake to see if there were any fish.

If there were fish, he wanted to see if he could catch one, so that at least he wouldn't starve to death before getting out of the forest.

He did end up spotting a few fish, but imagination is beautiful, and reality is cruel.

With his small body, he couldn't catch a single one.

The time wasted also brought the time to sunset.

Unable to find a place to stay, Chang Yuan simply found a small cave that could barely accommodate him, then used some dry branches to block the entrance and went to sleep.

Three days later...

"Even this world, I haven't explored it, and I'm going to starve to death?"

Having not eaten for three consecutive days, Chang Yuan was already somewhat delirious.

He didn't know where he had arrived, but he knew that if he kept walking forward, there would always be hope.

However, after walking for another half an hour, Chang Yuan's vision suddenly went black.

Having starved for three days, coupled with walking day and night, and his 10-year-old body, Chang Yuan, unable to withstand such pressure, finally fainted.

However, before his consciousness completely faded, he faintly heard human voices.

Was he saved?

This was Chang Yuan's first thought.

"Huh? I just went on a trip, and I found someone? Oh well, Mother Celia always said that if you meet someone in need of help, you should help them within your abilities."

Saying this, the small figure continuously dragged Chang Yuan by the collar of his back.

After all, this small figure couldn't carry Chang Yuan.

Compared to Chang Yuan's 10-year-old physique, this small figure looked at most around 6 years old.

However, it was fortunate that Chang Yuan was unconscious at the moment; otherwise, he would definitely have recognized this small figure.

This small figure was his idol; he had even changed his phone wallpaper to her beautiful picture.

Three hours later...

Feeling that his strength had recovered a bit, Chang Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Was I saved by someone? It seems my luck is pretty good."

Closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, Chang Yuan slowly sat up.

Looking around, it strongly resembled a refugee camp.

There were dilapidated tents all around, and people in ragged clothes coming and going.

Grumble~

Touching his rumbling stomach, Chang Yuan stood up.

His previously dry lips had now regained their moisture.

It could be guessed that someone had given him water while he was unconscious.

However, it seemed there was no liquid food suitable for someone unconscious, which was why his stomach was growling when he woke up.

Just as Chang Yuan was about to lift the half-covered tent to go out, a small pink figure appeared.

"Hey, big brother, you're awake. Please sit down and rest. Uncle Tok said earlier that you fainted from hunger. I went to find you some food. Eat a little first to regain your strength before getting up."

Holding a bowl of steaming white porridge in her hands, the small pink figure held it above her head and said to Chang Yuan.

However, the moment he saw the small figure, Chang Yuan was slightly stunned.

He immediately called out subconsciously, "Airi!"

"Huh? Big brother, do you know me?"

Hearing Chang Yuan call her name, Airi slightly lowered the bowl of white porridge she was holding and tilted her head to ask him.

"...Yes, I know. It means a flawless paradise, an eternal land."

"Whoa whoa whoa! How did big brother know? I remember only Mama Celia knew my name and its meaning."

At this moment, Airi's curiosity was at its peak.

Her blue eyes, paired with pink pupils, blinked charmingly, making her look very cute.

Seeing this, Chang Yuan subconsciously reached out and stroked her head.

Airi did not refuse. She could feel that the big brother in front of her was not a bad person.

"Sorry, it's a bit rude to touch your head on our first meeting."

"It's okay, Mama Celia often pats my head too, hehe."

Shaking her head gently, Airi said with a light chuckle, not minding.

She then continued to look at Chang Yuan, "So, big brother, what's your name? In exchange, you know my name, so I must know yours too."

"...My name is Chang Yuan. My parents hoped we would live long and happy lives, but... they are no longer with us."

Regarding his parents, after experiencing much of life's hardships, his feelings for them had become rather faint, only a trace of the affection of upbringing remained.

It wasn't that he was cold; quite the opposite. Having lost his parents at the age of eight, he could still remember their nurturing kindness at twenty-five, which surpassed many.

"...Big brother Chang Yuan, eat the white porridge to fill your stomach. Otherwise, you'll faint again later."

After a moment of silence, Airi held the bowl of white porridge in her hands above her head again.

This time, Chang Yuan did not hesitate.

Taking the bowl of white porridge, Chang Yuan began to eat it heartily.

However, because it was freshly made, Chang Yuan burned his mouth and frantically fanned it open with his mouth.

"Hahaha, big brother Chang Yuan is so silly. Didn't you see the white porridge was still steaming? You ate it without blowing on it. Let me teach you how to eat it."

Snatching the bowl of white porridge from Chang Yuan's hands, Airi scooped a spoonful of white porridge and gently blew on it a few times.

Then, she brought the cooled white porridge to Chang Yuan's face.

"The white porridge is cold now, big brother Chang Yuan can eat it with confidence."