Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Ning Shu pondered about it. She then instructed all the blood hunters to give her their silver swords.

She would draw a spell on these silver swords.

Silver already had the ability to restrain vampires, so the swords would only grow more lethal with the spell added to them.

The spell would be even more powerful since she’d be using the yang energy of the sun.

Soon, someone below had collected all the silver swords there were in the manor.

They did it very quickly.

Ning Shu hadn’t expected such a quick response.

She didn’t know why they were so cooperative.

She went to the cafeteria for dinner and bumped into Touro and Casey. Casey’s arm was in a sling.

“When those four newbies came back, they told the others about what happened like you were a god. Everyone’s looking forward to having a silver sword like mine.”

Touro smiled as he said this to Ning Shu.

Ning Shu: …

And she had been impressed by what she had thought was the blood hunter order’s extremely efficient workflow. As it turned out, it was because of this.

After eating four massive burgers and gulping down a glass of milk, Ning Shu was ready to go back to her room and draw up the spells.

She pushed open the door, only to see the piles of silver swords now occupying half of her room. This was really a self-inflicted headache.

Ning Shu took out a silver bowl. She cut her hand and squeezed blood into the bowl.

Her blood had yang energy from the sun in it, so it was the best medium for drawing spells.

However, since her body was full of yang energy, Ning Shu was really worried that her chest would turn into pectoral muscles, her voice would grow rough, and she would grow a beard.

As her blood dripped into the silver bowl, thick smoke started wafting up.

Ning Shu: …

Was her blood sulfuric acid?

It looked on the verge of bursting into flames.

Ning Shu gritted her teeth and squeezed out half a small bowl of fresh blood.

Then, Ning Shu picked up a silver sword from the ground. She dipped her finger in the blood, mobilized the spiritual energy in her body, and began to draw the spells.

Ning Shu worked day and night. She also had to pull several all-nighters to finally finish her work on all of the silver swords.

By then, Ning Shu had heavy dark circles and her face was very pale. Her hair had turned curly, and her movements sluggish.

She was exhausted. Really exhausted.

Ning Shu made a phone call and asked someone to collect these things and get them out of her room.

While she created the spells, she had to squeeze out more blood several times. She had thought that half a bowl would be enough, but as it turned out, it wasn’t.

The person who received the call came immediately. They greeted Ning Shu when they saw her, then immediately led the people to move the swords away.

They expressed the organization’s appreciation for Ning Shu’s efforts.

Ning Shu was expressionless. Appreciation, her ass!

After she finished, Ning Shu ate a large bowl of pig’s blood noodles and then passed out.

She was dead.

Ning Shu was completely out, blissfully unaware that the blood hunters that had received their silver swords back now carried them everywhere.

They brought their swords everywhere, even when they were eating and sleeping.

It was as if the object brought them a sense of security.

Ning Shu slept for an entire day and night. When she woke up, she hurriedly sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.

A second wasted could be a life lost.

Even though Ning Shu didn’t go out of her room, someone was bringing meals to her door.

Each time, it’d be five massive burgers and a large bottle of yogurt.

Ning Shu didn’t bother being polite. She ate whatever was brought to her since it saved her trip to the cafeteria.

It must either be Touro or Casey anyway since they were the only ones who knew her eating habits.

Ning Shu took advantage of her meal time to use the tracking system and check where Perry and Mina were.

These two were thorns on Ning Shu’s side.

Ning Shu opened the tracking system but saw that she couldn’t use it. She had to pay five merit points to use it.

Ning Shu was so angry that she almost stomped on her burger.

What the hell? Five merit points!? It never used to cost merit points?

“What? What the hell is this?” Ning Shu was practically roaring.

MTL Editor: Ran