Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu wanted to hunt down some game. Yi Liang’s food was simply unsightly.

Judging from Yi Liang’s appearance, too, it was obvious that he was malnourished.

It must have been difficult for such a little child to take care of himself.

Ning Shu trotted on the snow and looked around.

However, since it was winter, few animals roamed the woods.

Ning Shu wandered around, but didn’t see any game.

She saw a porcupine, though. It had rough skin and thick flesh. She wouldn’t be able to hurt the porcupine with one swipe. It would only bleed a little, at most.

The porcupine snorted and dug into the snow. The tusks on its mouth were two fingers long.

Ning Shu measured her combat effectiveness and found that she couldn’t kill the porcupine with one move, and she also couldn’t snap the porcupine’s neck in one bite.

There wasn’t a lot of spiritual energy in her body, and it hadn’t yet reached the point where the energy could be released.

Ning Shu angrily gave up the fat porcupine. Instead, she buried herself in the snow and caught a colorful pheasant.

Ning Shu broke the neck of the pheasant, bit the pheasant and ran back, got through the dog hole, and headed straight to the kitchen.

Yi Liang was sitting blankly in front of the stove hole, with a sad expression on his face, sighing.

Ning Shu took the pheasant and placed it by Yi Liang’s side. When Yi Liang saw Ning Shu coming back, he immediately smiled, “I thought you left.”

Yi Liang had opened up to Ning Shu in the middle of the night. He already had the intention of becoming friends with the fox, and he wasn’t ashamed because the fox knew about his secrets.

After all, she was a fox. It wasn’t like the fox could tell other people about it.

Ning Shu: You sure?

Ning Shu pushed the pheasant in front of Yi Liang. He lifted it, then reached out and touched Ning Shu’s head. “Thank you, little fox.”

Yi Liang added some water to the pot to prepare to scald and pluck the pheasant.

“Oh, right. I can’t call you little fox in the future. People would know that you’re a fox,” Yi Liang said while he added firewood.

No matter where, foxes were animals that humans both craved and hated.

Her fur was worth a lot of money, after all.

Ning Shu whimpered. She used to name others, but now it was her turn to be at someone else’s mercy. Oh, how the tables turn!

Ning Shu wanted to object, but she could only speak out by making whimpering sounds.

“Xiao Bai—Little White.”

Ning Shu: Sure enough…

“No, you can’t be called that. Others would know that you have white hair.”

“Xiao Hei—Little Black?”

Ning Shu: I don’t wanna talk…

She could use the name Ning Shu… or even Bai Sanniang…

At last, just like that, the decision was that her name would be Xiao Hei.

Ning Shu felt like this was the worst, darkest history that she had gotten in all of her time transmigrating.

Little Black…

Yi Liang cleaned the pheasant, chopped it, and threw it in the pot to stew.

After simmering for more than an hour, the smell of the chicken soup began to come out.

Yi Liang wasn’t in a hurry, though, and continued to stew.

Ning Shu turned to look at Yi Liang. His face looked solemn under the light of the fire.

When the heavens bestowed upon a mortal a great responsibility, they must first be made to work hard on their mind and heart.

All this suffering was to be repaid by a future meteoric rise to success.

It was like spending ten years sharpening a sword.

Ning Shu wanted to pass the Unsurpassable Martial Arts to Yi Liang, but she couldn’t speak, so she didn’t know how she could pass it on to him.

Moreover, Ning Shu was worried that she’d expose too much of herself, which would lead to unnecessary suspicion.

The human heart was, after all, the most elusive thing to ever exist.

TL: Kaho

MTL Editor: Ran