Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Counterattack Strategy

Yang Suiyi is a total homebody whose favorite pastime is writing novels on various websites. However, she inevitably abandons every single one, earning curses from countless readers while gleefully...

Chapter 122 The Adulthood of a Cannon Fodder Zombie 4

"Won't I get hungry? It seems like zombies never feel full." Sui Yi suddenly remembered a very serious problem for her.

"This... I don't know, because you are different from ordinary zombies, Master. So I don't know either." The system was also confused.

“If that’s the case, then I might as well give up on this mission!” Sui Yi replied.

"Thank goodness, Sui Sui, you finally remembered there's a mission." The system was so moved it almost cried. It had thought its host had been assimilated by the zombie virus, but it turned out the host was still quite lucid.

"But then again, with my current state, I don't know when I'll be able to complete the mission. And I haven't had time to receive the original owner's memories yet."

System: "...That's really the case right now."

The master and servant chatted for a long time, but it was all nonsense. Moreover, there was a dangerous person watching them with predatory eyes. Sui Yi really didn't dare to be distracted for too long, for fear that if she accidentally upset the person, her head would explode.

With her mind returning to normal, Suiyi looked up at a certain man. She didn't know when the man had changed his posture. He was sitting half-sitting on the upper part of the chair with his arms crossed, looking at her leisurely.

Sui Yi's main concern was that the man still had the gun in his hand.

Sui Yi turned her gaze to the car, looking at the words pasted on the lathe, and suddenly thought that although the two species could not communicate with each other through language, she could write them down.

"Give yourself a thumbs up for being so clever." Without further ado, she glanced around and, as if spotting a pen among the bloodstains not far away, felt a surge of joy. Sui Yi slowly walked past the man and headed towards her target.

Suiyi walked to the pen, bent down with difficulty like a seventy or eighty-year-old woman, and picked it up.

Standing up, Suiyi noticed that the curtain above the car window was white, perfect for writing on. She used her claws to forcefully tear off a piece.

"Oh my god, I'm exhausted. And these curtains are really sturdy. It took me so long to tear them."

After receiving the props, she leaned over the table and began to write. Due to her limited finger dexterity, she could only hold the pen and write in a crooked and awkward manner.

"Who are you? What do you want?" The handwriting was so ugly it was unbearable to look at, like dog scratch.

She walked up to the man with the cloth and handed it to him. The man took it with a puzzled look on his face.

Upon seeing the ugly writing on the cloth, the man looked up, and the words that came out of his thin lips chilled Sui Yi to the bone.

"I knew you were special; it turns out you're still conscious. Could it be that your body holds secrets I don't know about? It seems I really need to dissect it to find out."

Sui Yi's eyes widened in fright. She snatched the strip of cloth from the man's hand, picked up the pen, and wrote again: "Sir, please let me go! I'm already dead. It's immoral to torture a corpse."

After she finished writing, she handed it over. The man read it and gave her a complicated look.

"You have no backbone at all." He poked Suiyi with his finger, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the ground again.

With a "crack," Sui Yi clearly heard that her bones seemed to have shifted. However, since she couldn't feel any pain, she didn't know which part was the problem.

"Roar, roar!" Sui Yi roared at the man.

"You bastard, you crippled me! Pay me back!" Sui Yi sat on the ground, anxiously roaring at the man.

Of course, Sui Yi's face was contorted, ferocious, and terrifying. Her eyes were filled with rage.

The man seemed both intimidated and somewhat guilty. He walked towards Suiyi and circled her once. Then he knelt down and reached out to lift her clothes.

"You beast, what do you think you're doing?" "Hehehehehehehe!" Sui Yi shouted as she watched his actions.

"Don't worry, I don't have such a heavy taste!" This time, the man finally sensed her emotions and said with a dark face.

"Then what are you doing? Hehehehe." Suiyi asked in confusion.

"I just wanted to see which bone you broke?" The man's lips twitched as he looked at her helplessly.

The man was also surprised that he had put his rare patience into a female zombie today.

Seeing that Suiyi had calmed down, the man lifted her clothes and reached out to touch the area that seemed to be bulging. Then he looked up at her.

"Your hip bone seems to be dislocated." The man's tone was nonchalant, but it ignited Sui Yi's anger.

One of them couldn't resist reaching out and scratching the man's arm, leaving several large, bloody welts immediately, and the blood on them was black.

Sui Yi was startled, looked at her hands, and then looked up at the man.

The man's face was terribly gloomy, so black it looked like it could drip water.

"Won't Ah Xing get infected?" Sui Yi asked timidly.

"I don't know either." The system swallowed hard.

"This man is dangerous. Will he kill me?"

"I don't know about that. Is there anything we can do to remedy the situation?"

Sui Yi nodded, glancing at the man somewhat guiltily. Meeting his eyes, she shamelessly admitted defeat, lowering her head with a docile, apologetic expression.

She slowly picked up the strips of cloth from the ground, not daring to look at the man, and wrote a sentence on the cloth with a pen.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He unfolded the cloth strip and offered it with both hands.

The man's emotions remained unchanged after reading it, and he didn't even bother with his hands. He just stared at Suiyi.

Sui Yi suddenly heard the man's breathing become rapid. Startled, she looked at him. She saw that the man's forehead was covered in sweat, his veins were bulging, and he was making a desperate roar from his throat.

"Ah Xing, has he been infected?" Sui Yi felt a pang of panic.

"Don't panic, what if he's lucky enough to awaken a superpower?" the system said calmly.

"So what do we do now?"

"Help him to a chair. Find something to cool him down."

Sui Yi finally calmed down and struggled to her feet, limping. Luckily, she was a zombie and couldn't feel pain; otherwise, a dislocated pig bone would have been excruciatingly painful.

Sui Yi bent down and reached out to pull the man up, but when she saw her own claws, she withdrew her hand.

She walked to the window, pulled down the curtains, and used her sharp fingernails to tear them into strips, which she then tied to her claws before reaching out to help the man.

With great effort, Suiyi finally dragged the person from the ground to the seat. This series of actions was accomplished even after Suiyi had broken two bones.

Looking at the man's face, which was flushed red and looked like the veins were about to burst, and it seemed like smoke was coming out of the top of his head.

"Oh no, what should I do?" Suiyi reached out to touch it, but it felt like she was electrocuted, and her body trembled.

"Don't touch him. Goodness, he's probably about to awaken a superpower, and it's a lightning-type superpower known for its offensive power." The system observed the man's condition and felt relieved.

"Uh, well, Ah Xing, let's run away before the man wakes up! Otherwise, I'll be in big trouble once he wakes up." Sui Yi's face was pale.

"Run away, I support you," the system urged Suiyi.