Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2121

Chapter 2121: Become a Wandering Ghost

She had to complete her task to leave the world, but she hadn’t been given a task, nor had she been given a storyline or any memories.

What was she supposed to do now?

Why did she have such rotten luck?

Ning Shu opened her eyes. She had to take things one step at a time. No matter what, staying alive came first, otherwise she’d become a wandering ghost without a system to guide her back to the system s.p.a.ce.

And then she’d really be dead as a doornail.

Ning Shu again realized that she was too weak. Not only did she fail to build her own world, but she also needed to rely on the system for everything.

It would be great if she could enter and leave the task worlds at will.

Ning Shu decided to sit up. Her top priority was figuring out the ident.i.ty of this body.

Ning Shu struggled to get up. When she finally succeeded, she was fl.u.s.tered and short of breath. She looked down at her hand. Holy heck, ​​it was as thick as a radish.

Her hand was so swollen that it looked like a steamed bun. Ning Shu touched her face. It was very plump and soft. She touched her chest and it bounced a little. She was way too plump.

Her stomach looked like she was about to give birth.

The original host was a fatty.

Ning Shu: …

Life could be extremely frustrating. Good fortune never came in pairs, but misfortune sure did.

The door opened with a creak, and a beautiful young maid came in with a bowl in her hands. The maid had her hair tied up in two buns. Seeing Ning Shu sitting on the bed, she immediately walked up to her. She said excitedly, “Miss, you’re awake! Quickly, you should drink this pig’s trotter soup.”

Ning Shu looked at the greasy pig’s trotter soup and her stomach rumbled. She obviously didn’t want to eat it, but she felt very hungry and her stomach even made a rumbling sound.

“Miss, please eat,” the maid said to Ning Shu. “Your health is important.”

Ning Shu closed her eyes and said, “Pour me something to drink first, I’m thirsty.”

“Okay.” The maid immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu stretched out her chubby hand and took the cup. She gulped down the tea and felt a bit better.

Maybe it was because she was too fat, but Ning Shu still felt a little dizzy and light-headed. She didn’t feel very refreshed, even after drinking something.

“Miss, quickly have some soup, you haven’t eaten for an entire day.” The maid pushed the bowl of soup she was holding towards Ning Shu. There were a few pieces of meat in the broth and chopped green onions floated on the surface. It smelled quite fragrant.

However, it was too greasy. Why wasn’t the oil skimmed off the top?

Ning Shu asked, “What happened to me?”

“Miss, did you forget? You cried so hard that you fainted during the master’s wake.” The maid stared at Ning Shu, her clear eyes wide open.

Ning Shu: …

Only then did Ning Shu notice that the maid’s clothes were very plain.

The original host’s father was dead, but they still allowed her to eat so sumptuously?

“Prepare vegetarian dishes for me. I will observe the mourning period for my father,” Ning Shu said. In ancient times, society was very particular about filial piety. Since the original host’s father had died, the fact that she was still eating lots of meat could easily cause trouble.

Looking at the decorations in the room, this was a wealthy and respected family.

She needed to be more cautious.

When the maid heard Ning Shu say that she wanted to eat vegetarian food, she showed a look of surprise. She said, “Don’t worry, Miss. Eldest Young Master Gu has already said that you can eat whatever you want. It doesn’t matter.”

Who was this Eldest Young Master Gu?

She could eat whatever she wanted? In ancient times, people observed the mourning period for three years. This basically meant they had to be vegetarian for three years, and even had to abstain from intercourse.

What was this Eldest Young Master Gu thinking?

“I’m not feeling great, so I don’t want to eat any greasy food. Get me something light, like porridge.” How could this body be okay after eating a bowl of fat first thing in the morning?

She would definitely have diarrhea until she got dehydration.

The maid continued to look at her in shock. Still holding the pig’s trotter soup, she asked, “Miss, do you really not want to eat this?”

“I don’t. Get me some porridge and don’t put any meat in it. Go tell the kitchen and then come back quickly,” Ning Shu said to the maid.

Translator: LiLi

Editor: Wheat

Translator: Kaho