Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 852: Victory Had Been Difficult

Chapter 852: Victory Had Been Difficult

Song Ning who was sleeping on the sofa woke up with a soft moan. Ning Shu opened her eyes to look towards Song Ning.

Song Ning looked around. When she saw Ning Shu, she was taken aback. “Gong Luo?”

“Where am I?” Song Ning sat up.

Ning Shu looked at Song Ning. The current Song Ning was probably the original host. The radiance Song Ning gave off was now a lot dimmer. Although she was still beautiful, it wasn’t as dazzling as before. It was like a pearl that was covered with a layer of dust.

That task-taker probably had very high charm level.

And that task-taker probably hadn’t been exterminated. She probably had some backup plan to prevent herself from being killed.

However, she definitely held a grudge.

As Song Ning looked towards Ning Shu, her eyes contained faint attachment. Ning Shu smiled. Song Ning was probably sincerely in love with Gong Luo.

Ning Shu said, “You weren’t feeling well and fainted. You should rest properly and recover.”

“Alright.” Song Ning looked at Ning Shu and hesitated slightly before asking, “Can you take me home?”

Ning Shu nodded, then drove Song Ning home. Song Ning looked bewildered the entire time. It was clear that she wasn’t sure what happened.

When they got to Song Ning’s house, Song Ning got off the car first, then she leaned over by the window and said, “I’m going to head inside. Drive safely.”

Ning Shu nodded. “Alright.”

Ning Shu found that interacting with Song Ning was much more comfortable than interacting with that task-taker. Song Ning didn’t try to seduce at every moment like that task-taker.

Ning Shu turned the car around and left. When she glanced at the rearview mirror, she saw that Song Ning was still standing at the gates of the villa.

Ning Shu smiled faintly. Love was something between two people. There was no need for someone else to interfere. Every person was unique, so who was it that the target of the besiegement fell in love with, the task-taker or the original host?

She had finally dealt with the issue of An Nuan, and now she had also resolved the issue of Song Ning, so she felt really relieved.

She returned to the villa and slept until noon the next day. When she woke up, she felt completely refreshed and was no longer so exhausted.

It was only now that Ning Shu realized how weak she was. She was just an extremely weak task-taker. Any task-taker that was just the slightest bit stronger than her could easily crush her.

In the future, she might encounter another task-taker who was on an opposing side. If she wasn’t strong enough, she would end up being defeated by them.

Ning Shu’s heart instantly filled with a sensation of urgency. It was like something was chasing her, forcing her to increase the speed at which she forged ahead.

‘Song Ning,’ this task-taker, was definitely stronger than her. When she was facing this task-taker, she had to grit her teeth to the point her teeth hurt in order to hold up against the task-taker’s manipulation.

She had ended up winning, but the victory had been difficult. Perhaps if she had just been a bit weaker, she would’ve been captivated by ‘Song Ning’ and her sense of self would’ve fallen apart.

There was nothing more important than persisting in being yourself. Some bottom lines must be upheld firmly.

Perhaps you’d have to work harder than others, but you’d be able to walk further.

Ning Shu smiled towards the mirror. The face in the mirror was handsome and das.h.i.+ng. It was seriously handsome to the point that one couldn’t close their legs.

She tried calling the system again, but the system still didn’t respond. What exactly was happening? Her current task should be about finished.

So why was she still not able to leave this world?

Frick, was the system dead?

She was going to register a complaint. This c.r.a.ppy system was always malfunctioning. Could a person even do their task properly?

Ning Shu felt that she should probably start adding the attribute points to luck. She must’ve acc.u.mulated eight lifetimes of misfortune to have encountered this c.r.a.ppy system.