Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

In her mind, she silently called for the fasting pill, and a round and smooth fasting pill appeared in her hand.

The moment the fasting pill entered her mouth, it turned into a warm current that flowed through her body. She finally wasn’t hungry anymore.

As they say, being prepared beforehand prevents panic.

After eating the fasting pill, Ning Shu continued cultivating.

Her dantian already had a strand of energy, and now that energy was slowly taking shape.

Ning Shu cultivated without paying attention to time, and after an unknown period, she heard the sound of the door opening.

Upon opening her eyes, Ning Shu saw Allen.

Allen stared at Ning Shu, who was in the cage. “It’s been a day and a night, and you’re still so spirited. Are you meditating, or are you a magician?

“Was the fire dragon you released earlier a type of fire magic?” Allen asked several questions in succession.

Ning Shu shook her head. “I’m not a magician; that fire dragon was just a sideshow.”

“Can I go out and take a number 2? It’s a big one; are you sure you want me to do it here?” Ning Shu asked Allen.

“Just deal with it in there,” Allen said indifferently.

Ning Shu:…

Why the fudge?

“I don’t believe you,” Allen stared at Ning Shu. “I trust my intuition, and I feel like killing you now.”

Ning Shu: Don’t be impulsive!

Intuition?

But Allen’s intuition was right.

As expected, those who walked hand in hand with danger were not simple.

How could such a person possibly be lovestruck with a woman?

Much less a slave?

Ning Shu shrank into the corner of the cage. “I didn’t do anything.”

Allen nodded. “How big is the fire dragon now?”

Ning Shu released the fire dragon, which remained the same size.

Allen scrutinized the dragon. “It looks way too similar to fire magic. You’re definitely lying.”

Allen brought another padlock and added it to the cage.

Ning Shu: …

“This cage is made of nine heavens stardust iron. You won’t be able to escape without the keys.” Allen’s sharp gaze fixed on Ning Shu. “Until you tell me the truth.”

“What truth?” Ning Shu questioned.

“Everything about you. Since you are my slave, everything you have belongs to me, your master.

“Don’t test my patience.”

Ning Shu pressed her lips together. Allen didn’t believe her at all.

But it made sense, it would be more strange if Allen did believe her.

She also didn’t trust Allen in the least.

Allen covered the cage with a black cloth, shrouding it in darkness.

Furthermore, water droplets dripped continuously outside the cage.

This was probably intentional. The sound of dripping water could create great psychological pressure in a quiet, confined space.

Quiet isolation in a small space, incessant dripping.

And these droplets even landed on her face.

Subconsciously, one would start anticipating the next drop.

Over time, it was enough to drive someone to their breaking point.

Ning Shu moved aside, and the droplets hit the ground rhythmically.

“When you tell me the truth, I’ll let you out,” said Allen.

Ning Shu rolled her eyes as she heard Allen’s footsteps fade and the door shut.