Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu didn’t want to join them to begin with, and now they were looking at her so threateningly.

Ning Shu directly declared, “I’m not willing, bye.”

Ning Shu turned and left. They were powerful; she was an ant. She’d just go play by herself at the side, alright?

The fragrant man blocked Ning Shu’s way. “Why so temperamental?”

“Didn’t you want to learn how to construct worlds?” the silver-haired man asked.

“No.”

“Wow, you’re already about to construct a world? When Ah Wan was an advanced task-taker, she hadn’t even started thinking about constructing a world. Everyone only starts working on it once they become ultra task-takers,” the fragrant man said.

“Who’s Ah Wan?” Ning Shu asked.

“Ah Wan? She’s probably the strongest female task-taker,” the fragrant man said.

“This depends on task assignment,” the fragrant man said. “Are you stupid? You’re rejecting this free opportunity to get merit points?”

The silver-haired man held a thick, refined leather book in his hand as he placed one hand over the other. “All affectations and pretenses stem from lack of money and love.”

“You feel disrespected by us?” The silver-haired man’s hair glimmered under the sunlight. Standing there, he looked like a noble aristocrat from antiquity.

Ning Shu spread her hands. “If I’m pretentious and lack money, then he…” Ning Shu pointed at the uncle, “he’s just acting cool, must be lacking love.”

“Still better than you, a weakling who complains,” the uncle mocked.

Ning Shu tsked, “You’re weak now too.”

The fragrant man pulled Ning Shu, “What are you arguing for? What we should focus on is how to reach the fairy clan.”

Ning Shu: “Walk there.”

The fragrant man brushed back his hair. “Alright then, let’s walk.”

“In any case, I haven’t done a task in a very long time.”

“Which direction do we head?” Ning Shu asked.

“The fairy clan is in that direction,” the uncle said. He glanced at Ning Shu, “You don’t seem to have improved at all.”

Ning Shu: Haha…

“Thank you for the compliment. I’m staying true to my original intent,” Ning Shu retorted.

The uncle placed his hand on his waist, looking down at Ning Shu. “Only weaklings have countless excuses.”

Ning Shu: Such a show-off…

The group of four headed toward the fairy clan. Ning Shu asked the fragrant man questions along the way.

The school doctor uncle walked ahead, his usual twistedly handsome self with his full black attire that covered him from head to toe.

Only his hands and face were visible.

As for the silver-haired man, he was such a profiteer that Ning Shu was worried that just exchanging two words with him would cost her another hundred thousand points.

Though the fragrant man looked flamboyant, he was the most approachable.

Ning Shu asked their names, but the fragrant man didn’t reveal them. He told Ning Shu to call them whatever.

Ning Shu didn’t inquire further. Her strength was probably too weak to warrant knowing their names.

She wasn’t at the point where they would treat her as an equal and go through the process of earnestly exchanging their names.

So in this group, Ning Shu called out to everyone with ‘Hey, hey, hey’s. Ning Shu called everyone in the team ‘Hey.’

The uncle leading the way stopped, and then beckoned Ning Shu. Ning Shu pretended not to see him.

“Come here,” the uncle said.

The fragrant man pushed Ning Shu, “He’s calling you.”

“The wind was too strong. I didn’t hear anything,” Ning Shu said, walking toward the uncle.

“Continue down this road. There’s a town ahead; it probably has transportation tools. Get one,” the uncle told Ning Shu.

Ning Shu: …

She was really being treated like a servant.

“How far is it?” Ning Shu asked.

“It’ll take a day’s walk.”

Ning Shu: …