Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

It was thanks to the celestial fire that the Dwarf Clan’s forging technology continued to advance more and more each day.

When Ning Shu stretched her hand towards the celestial fire, she instantly felt like her hand was about to be turned to ashes.

She immediately started screaming in pain.

The dwarfs: This imbecile…

Just as Ning Shu felt that her hand was about to be melted by this fire-attribute world origin, the scorching celestial fire in the furnace disappeared.

Ning Shu looked at her hand, which had been burned beyond recognition. It was completely covered with red blisters.

The dwarfs: What the f*ck!? What happened to the celestial fire…!!?

The room was silent, and the dwarfs stared at Ning Shu with wide eyes. For a moment, they couldn’t recover from the shock of losing the celestial fire.

Ning Shu saw these people staring at her with wide eyes.

“Heavens! The celestial fire has been stolen!”

“That long-legged human stole the celestial fire!!”

The dwarfs ran after Ning Shu with their short legs.

Ning Shu released the fire dragon, jumped on it, and fled.

The dwarfs jumped in rage, angrily clapping their buttocks.

The whole palace was in an uproar after losing the celestial fire.

Ning Shu returned outside the city and saw that the three men were waiting leisurely.

Ning Shu walked over with her blistered hand.

The silver-haired man looked up from the book, glanced at Ning Shu’s hand, and said nothing.

When the uncle saw Ning Shu’s hand, he walked over, pulled Ning Shu’s hand, and looked at the densely packed blisters.

He then crouched down, picked up a small branch, and quickly popped several blisters on Ning Shu’s hand with a few pokes.

The juice splattered from the blisters, causing Ning Shu to fling his hand away in pain.

“The f*ck is wrong with you?” Ning Shu was speechless. Did he know how painful bursting a burn blister was?

“Nothing now.” The uncle wiped his hand on Ning Shu’s clothes.

Ning Shu: …

Damn, this guy was a psycho!

This feeling of bursting blisters was like squeezing pimples. The sight of the juices splattering was somehow very satisfying.

It was like the gross satisfaction of successfully squeezing out a large blackhead.

But it was f*cking painful for her, alright!? This bastard!

Ning Shu gently wiped the flowing liquid with paper. She had fr*cking suffered severe burns and he still did something like this? How heartless!

Then she applied some ointment to her hand and started revolving energy through her dantian to heal the burns.

“I’m injured now and can’t fly. You guys figure things out.” Ning Shu said, annoyed.

The three men didn’t seem to care what Ning Shu said.

The crystal dragon immediately said, “I can fly. Ride me.”

Ride…

Can you have some dignity as a dragon?

The fragrant man collected all the short-legged dwarfs who had chased Ning Shu here.

They then headed to the Beastman Empire.

Ning Shu was very happy. She had gotten a world origin at just a small price – some burns! This had been such a bargain!

Ning Shu sat on the crystal dragon’s back with a big smile on her face. She propped up her face and watched the receding scenery.

Jesus, how could she be so happy?

“What are you smiling about? And why does your smile look so licentious?” the fragrant man asked Ning Shu.

“Nothing.” Ning Shu spread her hands.

“It couldn’t be that you’re happy because he helped you pop your blisters?”

Ning Shu’s face twitched so hard she almost pulled a muscle. It would have been better not to pop them, alright?

Did she ask for his help?

Directly bursting them could easily cause infection, and the flesh inside was super tender. Now, the slightest touch hurt like hell!