Quick Transmigration Strategy: A Guide to the Female Supporting Character's Counterattack

The world is a bitter sea, and people struggle within it.

Is genuine sincerity always belittled? Are kindness and gentleness always bullied? Are ugly commoners always mocked? Is unparalleled ...

Chapter 340: The Humble Mute Maid (Extra)

Chapter 340: Humble Mute Maid (Extra)

I was born an orphan.

I don’t know where I came from, or whether I can survive or how long I can live. But I struggled to stay alive as much as I could.

No one taught me to do anything. But I knew I had to wear clothes, eat, and sleep in a warm place. So I would look for discarded clothes on the street and wrap them around myself, go to various places to beg for food to fill my stomach, and go to sleep in the corners of the overpass. Even if I was as lowly as an ant, I still persisted.

I continued like this until... I can’t count how long it took. But since he appeared, my life began to change.

I still remember the day he appeared very clearly. That’s because that was the first time in my life that I ate a whole chicken leg. I got it from the girl in Chunjiaoyuan with great difficulty.

The girl in Chunjiaoyuan actually hated me, of course I could see that. But I didn’t mind that. Because while she hated me, she also made fun of me. When she had no guests, I would sneak to her back window. When she was in a good mood, she would tease me, sometimes with peanuts, sometimes with the pastries left over by the guests, sometimes with the fruits that she had chewed halfway and didn't want to eat anymore... I accepted everything. When she was in a bad mood, she would throw things at me, and after beating me, she would sit by the window and cry about her miserable life. Speaking of which, she was also a pitiful person. She was sold to Chunjiaoyuan as a prostitute by her parents early on, and they would come regularly to ask for the money she earned. With all the things she cried about, I thought about it and felt that it was better to have parents than not to have them. At least this way I could eat my fill without being asked for money by my family members who cried, twisted, and yelled.

My thoughts were too far away. Let's talk about my first meeting with him. It was when I had just finished eating a chicken leg and was rubbing oil on rotten straw, and he suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking my light.

This shelter was found by me with great difficulty. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. So I thought if someone else found me, they would definitely fight for me. I took it for granted that he was here to compete with me for territory, so I didn't look up. But I was also amazed by his voice.

I can pat my chest to guarantee that I have never heard anyone with such a beautiful voice since I was born. So I slowly lifted my hair that covered my face and looked at this uninvited guest.

He stretched out his hand to me.

It was the first time I received such a grand treatment. I was at a loss. I wanted to stretch out my hand, but I caught a glimpse of the oily gloss on it. I quickly hid my hands behind my back.

He smiled. He smiled so beautifully. When he smiled, it was as if all the worries in the world disappeared. I indulged in his smile and forgot the fact that I hadn't found dinner yet. Later, I never saw him smile at me again. Even if I did everything perfectly and meticulously to satisfy him, he never smiled again.

Next, what I didn't expect was that he took me to a restaurant to have the first full meal in my life.

No one has ever been so good to me. He was the first person who treated me like this. For this meal, I thought, I should try my best to repay him. But I am an ant, a piece of mud, a pariah that everyone on the street avoids, and he seems so unattainable. I don't know what I should do to realize my "ideal" of repaying him.

The word "ideal" was taught to me by the girl in Chunjiaoyuan. She told me that her ideal was to save enough money to redeem herself and go to another place to marry and live. So after eating his meal, I think my "ideal" is to repay him.

Fortunately, he provided me with methods and paths.

He sent me to a place. This place is hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests. Here, I also met many other people. But I never asked about their origins, nor was I curious about why they came here, let alone interacting with them. I always held on to my ideal and only fought to realize it.

They were soon not themselves. I watched them fall into traps, watched them kill each other, and watched them starve to death because they couldn't find food. I thought, they are really stupid. To live, you have to fight hard.

I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. I will not let anyone who offends me go. The most memorable time was when I died together with a person who was stronger than me. In the end, we both fell off the cliff and were trapped in a trap in the pool. That was the only time I was soft-hearted towards others. I saved him.

But he turned his kindness into hatred and wanted to strangle me to death. I had no choice but to strike first.

He died.

I looked at his body calmly. Because at this time, many people had died in my hands.

I didn't know if the water in the pool was drinkable, so I cut his artery myself to be safe, drank his blood, and ate his meat. I have never been picky about food. I don't have room for picky food. But when I think of that period, I still vomit occasionally. Therefore, I kept this incident firmly in my heart and never told anyone about it. It seems that I don't have anyone to tell it to.

Time passed quickly. I climbed up from the bottom of the cliff and returned to his side. I started as a maid by his side. I went to various places with him and occasionally did some shameful things for him.

I don't understand right or wrong, or good or bad. I don't want to understand. I just know that he treats me well.

When I started to carry out the mission, I was always seriously injured. But every time I came back, I would always see the dissatisfaction in his eyes. I don't like him looking at me like that. Later, I was rarely injured.

I actually rarely speak. Because he praised my beautiful voice, I was even more reluctant to speak. In my heart, I hoped that he alone could hear my voice. Not long after, I became mute. I didn't feel sorry, because I didn't mind whether I could speak or not.

When I received the task he gave me to lure and kill the fourth prince, I was a little hesitant. I was not afraid of death, but I was afraid that I would never see him again. I haven't seen him smile for the second time. But I still went without hesitation.

I was arrested. The dragnet, the masters. The natural ending. The fourth prince did not kill me. But what the fourth prince imposed on me made me feel ashamed.

I did not choose to die. Even if he didn't send anyone to save me.

I struggled to climb to the river. I fell from the river and floated along the river to Hangzhou.

Hangzhou is a good place. I met a very good man. He didn't mind anything about me and wanted to marry me. It's a pity that I am mute and I can't write, otherwise I would have told him that I already have a lover.

(End of this chapter)