Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 221: We’ll Just Go With a Lower Story

Chapter 221: We’ll Just Go With a Lower Story

Ning Shu’s hunger would always subside after drinking gene essence, so the fragrant smell coming from the school doctor uncle’s body wouldn’t entice her anymore either.
This gene essence really was such a treasure. But, did that mean that from now on, her only source of food would be this spicy gene essence?
It seemed that it was hard to get this thing too. The uncle didn’t have much of it either.
Ning Shu belched and sat down on the ground to lean against the wall and nap for a while. After drinking the gene essence, she would always feel sleepy.
“Daisy, how do you feel now?” asked the school doctor. Ning Shu lifted her eyelids and made a hand motion like she wanted to sleep.
The uncle recorded something in his book, then said to Ning Shu, “Go sleep on the operating table. How could you casually sleep just anywhere? You don’t even have a trace of a woman’s propriety.”
Ning Shu: …
Uncle ah, wouldn’t sleeping on the operating table be the stranger choice? In addition, she was now a zombie, so a classification like ‘woman’ probably didn’t apply to her anymore.
“Go sleep on the operating table.” The school doctor uncle pointed towards the operating table.
Ning Shu had no choice but to climb onto the operating table to sleep. Following that, the school doctor uncle stabbed another syringe into her neck.
As he looked at the purplish black blood, he said, “Daisy, your lifespan will be very long. All normal zombies have long lifespans as well, but they have to endure the torment of neverending hunger. However, fortunately, the evolution of zombies are heading along the lines of becoming a more evolved human.”
“The ability users and the zombies are both taking different paths towards the same end goal of evolving.” The school doctor uncle shook the blood in the test tube. “Cell division in your body is occurring very slowly, there’s barely any cells that are regenerating or dying. This means that your lifespan will be prolonged for almost forever.”
Ning Shu: …
So complicated!
She was a child that had never gone to school. Ning Shu, who only had elementary school knowledge, indicated that she didn’t understand what the uncle was talking about.
The school doctor uncle started studying the blood again, so Ning Shu started snoring on the operating table.
She didn’t know how long she had slept, but she felt great when she woke up. She didn’t feel like a zombie anymore and when she looked in the mirror, the only signs left of her condition was that her face was still a little ashen and dry.
“Let’s head out,” said the school doctor uncle to Ning Shu. When he saw that Ning Shu was looking at the mirror, he glanced at her face, then remarked, “Tsk tsk, it feels like there’s no difference between you being a zombie versus you being a human. You’re ugly either way.”
Ning Shu felt like an arrow had abruptly pierced her heart. Couldn’t he consider whether the person would be able to take the burn before speaking?
As she followed the uncle out of the laboratory, she wondered where he was taking her this time. Could it be that they were going to kill zombies again?
“Sit on the roof,” said the uncle.
Ning Shu: Why? Didn’t you already fix your car door?
Since the school doctor was staring at her silently, she had no choice but to climb onto the roof. This was definitely discrimination! He was discriminating against her because she was a zombie! He wouldn’t even allow her in the car!
This time, the uncle didn’t look for any zombies and just bought Ning Shu to a skyscraper. Following that, they climbed up the stairs to the roof.
Ning Shu glanced down. It was quite tall – it was over twenty meters high. Hic, she was afraid of heights… Ning Shu retreated backwards a little and looked towards the school doctor uncle with a bewildered expression on her face. Why did they come to the roof? Just to enjoy the feeling of overlooking the world?
The school doctor uncle looked at Ning Shu. Ning Shu immediately had a bad feeling and retreated a couple steps as she kept her wary gaze on the uncle.
The school doctor uncle grabbed Ning Shu’s hand. Ning Shu was stupefied. What was he doing?
Then he swung to throw Ning Shu off the building, but Ning Shu held on tight to his hand and looked at him with a pitiful, beseeching expression.
Uncle, please don’t let go ah!
Fudge, the uncle was planning to push her off this building ah. Please let her off! She’ll die!
“Let go.” The school doctor uncle tried to shake her off but didn’t succeed, so he repeated, “Let go.”
Ning Shu shook her head. If she fell down from this height, she’d turn into meat paste.
“Daisy, you’re a zombie. Even if you fall down, you won’t die,” said the school doctor uncle. “As of now, you should be capable of overcoming gravity and floating in midair.”
Ning Shu: (⊙ｏ⊙)
Fudge! Even so, there was no need to just throw her off a building, right!? What if an unexpected incident occurred? How would you feel if you were thrown off a building!?
“You’re hopeless.” The uncle pulled Ning Shu back up. Ning Shu patted her chest to calm her lingering fears.
The school doctor uncle glanced over at Ning Shu and she immediately made a dazed and innocent expression.
“Since you’re afraid of heights, we’ll just go with a lower story.” The school doctor uncle’s face was filled with disdain.