Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

The ruby ring from before had made Ning Shu see the power of ordinances for the first time.

On top of that, just now, she witnessed the power of time reversal.

Killing without bloodshed—there was no need for fistfights or life-and-death struggles. She could kill enemies with a wave of the hand.

With just a flutter of the sleeve—how effortlessly cool was that?

This was exactly what Ning Shu had been persistently pursuing.

Ning Shu took a sip of water, her heart filled again with renewed fighting spirit!

She had been exposed to a higher level of attack methods. In the future, she would master this kind of attack method.

She’d become stronger and stronger! In the past, she had been completely relying on her willpower to persevere.

Although she understood that she needed to become stronger…

However, now, finally, the thick fog in front of her had been cleared, and she could clearly see the path ahead.

Construct a world. Master the ordinances.

As Ning Shu drank the refreshing water, her shoulder was tapped by someone—it was the fragrant man.

“Let me have some. I’m dying of thirst.”

Ning Shu handed him the canteen, turning her head to look at the fragrant man’s face. His face had sweat and pores. He didn’t look like a soul.

Ning Shu asked, “Are you a person or a soul?”

They had landed directly in this space, so they were probably in their original bodies.

“Of course, I’m a person,” the fragrant man said. “We’ve already condensed our souls into physical bodies. The human body is mysterious and intricate, so it’s perfect for cultivation.”

Ning Shu nodded. She had learned something new again.

Souls still need to condense into physical bodies.

The fragrant man was much more pleasant to interact with than that stingy silver-haired man.

If Ning Shu had asked him these questions, he probably would have demanded she pay him again.

If she condensed her soul into a physical body, even if the physical body was destroyed and she became a soul again, she could still create a new body.

Ning Shu realized that being a task-taker was a pretty good job. Though the world was cruel, it granted eternal life.

As long as you weren’t eliminated, you could live forever.

It gave ordinary people the chance to become stronger.

Ning Shu clasped her hands together in front of her face, thanking the heavens for this opportunity and also for the chance to become stronger.

When Ning Shu opened her eyes again, she had become calmer and more composed.

The fragrant man handed the water bottle to Ning Shu and glanced at her from head to toe. “You seem to have changed.”

Ning Shu felt that she had become even more kawaii.

Afterward, the four people continued their journey.

After several days of travel, they finally arrived at the fairy forest.

Looking down from above, there was a huge tree in the center of the fairy forest. The tree was incredibly large, and its canopy stretched far and wide.

This was probably the Tree of Life that nurtured fairies.

The forest was vibrant and alive, with the graceful chirping of birds, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

This place was full of the calming scent of nature.

It was truly a wonderful place.

Immediately, fairies flew over, fluttering their beautiful wings. They had pointed ears and flower crowns made from fresh flowers on their heads.

With bows and arrows in hand, they stared intently at Ning Shu’s group.

“Humans, dragon, this is not a place you should come. Please leave now,” a fairy said solemnly.

The silver-haired man didn’t say anything and lifted the book in his hand. The book left his hand to rise into the air, and then its pages started flipping rapidly.

Ning Shu watched the book closely. The silver-haired man never parted with this book. What was he about to do?

As the fairy warily eyed the book, he picked up the whistle hanging in front of his chest and blew into it, emitting a graceful tone.

After the whistle was blown, a large group of fairies soon flew towards them.

The pages of the book began to flip even faster.

The fairies had grave looks on their faces. A heavy atmosphere flowed between them.

The fragrant man didn’t seem concerned. “If I had known earlier, I would have collected these fairies first.”

The silver-haired man’s book stopped, and then a page left the book.