Quick Transmigration: Doting on the Cannon Fodder

Pursue if you like, kill if you don't.

She was tricked into coming here to complete missions, while it was deceived into choosing a host that wanted to strangle it anytime and anywhere, a...

I'm just an extra.

The others were all sensible people; except for the carefree Ning Yao, they all secretly ate a few extra bowls of rice in preparation for tomorrow.

The production team was quite considerate; knowing they were going to have a tough time, they prepared a very lavish meal for them.

However, after Dou Shiliu finished eating, he immediately opened a bottle of milk.

"Xiaoya, you drank milk right after eating?"

Ling Ying asked in surprise, "Don't eat it, it's bad for your digestive system!"

Dou Shiliu nodded. "But I've already opened it, so I'll finish it first."

Ling Ying nodded and ignored it.

Finally, everyone worked together to clean up the leftover food on the table.

After everyone took a shower, they could play games, but Dou Shiliu still went back to his room alone.

She wasn't very familiar with them and didn't want to play any games, as it would be a waste of time.

After taking a shower, Nie Sheng returned to his room. He had come back from the filming set very early that day.

Without taking a break, I rushed to catch a bus and then a plane to get to this place.

I'm so tired.

I'm not in the mood to play games at all.

Ning Yao, as expected of the female lead, instantly became friends with Xiao Li and Du Sheng.

Dou Shiliu could hear their laughter and chatter coming from downstairs even from his bed.

With the eye mask on, I put on my headphones and comfortably lay down in bed to sleep.

After all, the production team probably won't let them sleep in tomorrow.

I slept very well and felt refreshed.

Perhaps because she slept too much yesterday, Dou Shiliu got up before 6 a.m. today.

After fiddling around inside, Dou Shiliu tied her hair into two ponytails. When Shen Sheng was packing her suitcase, she found a row of small hair ties, cute hair clips, and Pikachu on the bottom shelf.

Dou Shiliu picked up Pikachu and fell into deep thought.

"When exactly did I become obsessed?"

Why is there so much stuff about Pikachu?

Bai Tuan typed on the keyboard, listening to Dou Shiliu's words, and scoffed: "The original host used the card to squander it online, buying countless Pikachu, Squirtle, Bulbasaur, and Charmander in just one night."

"Then, the host was instantly captivated by the cute and quirky items recommended on Taobao and went on a shopping spree all night."

"Oh, the cannon fodder boss just happened to be working overtime that day."

Dou Shiliu: "..."

No wonder no one stopped her horrific actions.

well.

Dou Shiliu put the two yellow-level points on his head.

Then she pulled out the Pikachu clothes and put them on; these were the cutest of her usual clothes in her wardrobe.

Then wear a pair of matching sneakers.

She's so cute and beautiful, she's practically a real-life Pikachu.

All that's missing is 100,000 volts.

When Dou Shiliu came out of the house, everyone was still asleep.

The camera was filming her directly. Dou Shiliu greeted it softly, then quietly went downstairs.

As I opened the door, a cool breeze blew in, instantly clearing my mind.

The ground was a little damp; it probably drizzled again last night.

Dou Shiliu started walking around the path, but then started jogging.

Bai Tuan: "Alright, she just has nothing to do after waking up."

Dou Shiliu ignored Bai Tuan and began to appreciate the rural scenery in the mountains.

When Dou Shiliu finished running and returned, he smelled a pleasant fragrance as soon as he opened the door.

Who cooked the porridge?

Dou Shiliu curiously returned to his room and then discovered Du Sheng's...

Winking: "Good morning, senior."

Du Sheng put the broken pieces down, heard the soft, sweet voice, turned around and smiled in response to Dou Shiliu.

Dou Shiliu stuck his head out and looked into the pot.

"Senior, you've worked hard. May I have two more bowls?"

As Dou Shiliu spoke, he reached for the milk on the table.