Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2939: Wealthy People Never Put All Their Eggs in One Basket

Chapter 2939: Wealthy People Never Put All Their Eggs in One Basket

Ning Shu wasn’t disappointed by what she found out. If they had been defeated so easily, it would have been unusual.

Wealthy people never put all their eggs in one basket.

None of the three main figures—Min Haochu, Ou Haoxuan, and Mu Yeyao—were appearing in public, nor in the media.

But Ning Shu didn’t dare to relax. Their current inaction was simply because the scandal had grown too large.

They were avoiding any missteps that could fan the flames further, waiting for the public to forget.

Once that happened, her real troubles would begin.

Anyone who has been schemed against would seek revenge. Ning Shu knew that if she had been wronged, she too would hold a grudge and look for an opportunity to retaliate.

Understanding this, Ning Shu knew that her future would be rough.

During this time, she wanted to make as much money as possible. Basic needs—eating, drinking, sleeping—all required money. She didn’t want to be struggling just to feed herself when the time came.

Over time, she became well-known in the game, and many players who needed equipment would come to her first.

This provided her with a stable source of income.

Ning Shu considered herself lucky. Her odds of getting good items seemed higher than others, ensuring that she never had to worry about her livelihood.

Once she dealt with the three princes, she planned to live a peaceful life and gradually start practicing embroidery. That way, she could leave Yi Xiaotong with a skill to sustain herself.

High-end, handmade embroidery pieces could fetch several times their value. With this craft, Yi Xiaotong and Yi Xiaodong could live a good life.

In the game, Ning Shu never revealed any personal information—whether she was male or female, her age, or what she did in real life.

When she grew tired of gaming, Ning Shu pondered how to deal with the three.

They all lived in places of wealth and privilege, with security guards and surveillance cameras everywhere. Loitering near their homes would easily get her caught.

Especially Mu Yeyao, who lived in a gated compound guarded by armed soldiers. It was incredibly dangerous.

d.a.m.n turtles! Since they were so amazing, why didn’t they stick their heads out of their sh.e.l.ls? She’d definitely take the chance to throw them their favorite p.o.o.p!

She’d like to see how long they could continue hiding.

Ning Shu looked inward, examining the fiery yang energy in her dantian. It had acc.u.mulated enough that she could now crush a brick in her hand.

She finally had the strength to defend herself.

She headed to a remote area, where there was an abandoned house. Inside, she laid down some old cotton quilts. The place was filled with plastic bottles, food wrappers, and torn newspapers.

Ning Shu stayed in this run-down house for a few days, handling all her basic needs—eating, drinking, and relieving herself—there. The stench inside the house soon grew unbearable.

She then left to find a public phone to make a call.

But she didn’t call the police. Instead, she phoned a radio station.

When the station connected her, the host asked, “h.e.l.lo, caller. Do you have a question you need help with?”

Ning Shu’s voice was quiet and trembling. “I’m scared, I’m so scared.”

“Please speak louder,” the host said, trying to be patient.

“I’m really scared. I’ve offended someone I shouldn’t have, and now I’ve lost my brother. What do I do?” Ning Shu’s voice was shaky and on the verge of tears.