Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2121

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 mories.

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 ti. No matter what, staying alive ca first, otherwise she’d beco a wandering ghost without a system to guide her back to the system space.

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 identity of this body.

Ning Shu struggled to get up. When she finally succeeded, she was flustered 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 stead 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 extrely frustrating. Good fortune never ca in pairs, but misfortune sure did.

The door opened with a creak, and a beautiful young maid ca 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 imdiately 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 sothing to drink first, I’m thirsty.”

“Okay.” The maid imdiately 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 sothing.

“Miss, quickly have so 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 at in the broth and chopped green onions floated on the surface. It slled quite fragrant.

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

Ning Shu asked, “What happened to ?”

“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 . I will observe the mourning period for my father,” Ning Shu said. In ancient tis, society was very particular about filial piety. Since the original host’s father had died, the fact that she was still eating lots of at 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 tis, people observed the mourning period for three years. This basically ant 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 sothing 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 so porridge and don’t put any at in it. Go tell the kitchen and then co back quickly,” Ning Shu said to the maid.

Translator: LiLi

Editor: Wheat

Translator: Kaho