Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"I don't know, I haven't seen any signs of mutation."

"Would you mind if we got tested?"

"How do we test it?" Yu Anyan asked warily. Ham is a dog; it won't release its powers like a human does.

"Don't worry, we have a machine; a simple scan will do."

"Alright then."

The scan results showed that the ham had mutated.

"The machines are all temporary modifications and cannot show very precise results. The changes in its body are the values ​​of mutated animals, but we can't know the direction of the mutation. There is a corgi in the base whose mutation is speed. It is very agile. Its owner has to keep it on a leash at all times, or it will be gone in the blink of an eye."

"Let's wait and see how my ham performs," ​​Yu Anyan said, holding the dog, whose fur had just grown a short layer, in her arms.

Qin Lang worked quickly, and within a little over an hour, the house was furnished with basic furniture.

"There's no natural gas, so if you want to cook, you'll have to use electricity. The base has a canteen where you can use points to eat. You all have 500 points on your ID cards, which should be enough for a few days. The base's exchange window is open 24 hours a day. You can still exchange precious metals for points, but the exchange rate is very low. I've already arranged for someone to move the boxes in An Yan's car for you." Qin Lang said, handing the car keys back to her.

Yu Anyan thanked him and took the car keys, which she had asked Qin Lang to help her with before going to the base.

"The exchange window is the trading market. There are official stalls and private stalls. It's flexible. If you need anything, you can go and take a look." The furniture provided by the Shen family is just necessities like beds, dining tables, and chairs. If you want to boil water or cook a meal, you have to buy your own kitchenware.

"understood."

After making the arrangements, Qin Lang took the workers back, and Jin Feiyang also returned to the next room. Yu Anyan glanced at the door and saw that his house was much more comfortable than hers. This was normal. She was just an ordinary team member who received special treatment because of her special abilities. Jin Feiyang, on the other hand, had grown up with Shen Jinyao since childhood. It would have been strange for him if his house was decorated the same as hers.

Future members with superpowers may not receive the same treatment, after all, the Shen family isn't a charity.

Back on her own, Yu Anyan first checked for surveillance equipment, then took the ham into the bathroom. The base's current water supply is purified and usable, but it is recommended to boil it before drinking.

"Take a bath, you little dirty dog." Actually, Yu Anyan herself was very dirty. She hadn't taken a bath since leaving the Yu family villa. In between, she was wearing a zombie disguise outfit and killing zombies, so she was already smelly.

Ham's wound healed quickly, with only the deepest one still scabbed over. Yu Anyan put a basin of warm water in it and let it play for a while. She then took a nice hot bath herself, washed her dirty clothes, and cleaned Ham thoroughly.

"Go play, this is our temporary home." Yu Anyan patted its little bottom. After so many days of care, it was no longer the skinny creature it used to be; its bottom had gained some flesh.

Ham, curious, began to explore its new territory.

Yu Anyan walked towards the pile of boxes. Her spatial storage was still a secret for the time being. Before going to the exchange market, she should make sure that what she ate and used did not exceed the contents of these boxes.

I put the blanket and sleeping bag I used on the road aside; I'll wash them when I have time. I sorted out the clothes, food, and supplies, and that was about it.

After resting for the afternoon, Jin Feiyang knocked on the door: "Want to go to the cafeteria for lunch?"

"Isn't it a bit early?" It's only four o'clock.

"Lunch is just something to eat. Aren't you hungry? Let's finish eating early and go to the trading market. It closes at seven."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll bring the ham." Yu Anyan wrapped the ham in her clothes and stuffed it into her coat, leaving only a little dog's head sticking out. She then closed the door and followed Jin Feiyang out.

Dinner at the base canteen starts at four o'clock. They caught the first wave. The dishes had more soup than meat and not many leafy greens. As for the taste, it was just ordinary big pot dishes. It was weighed, and with Yu Anyan's appetite, it would be full after about thirty points.

The price isn't exactly expensive. According to the base's points redemption rules, a team can earn at least tens of thousands of points for each mission, and the points allocated to individuals won't be too few either. A few missions are enough to cover food expenses. But it's not exactly cheap either. It's said that ordinary people working at the base earn three to four thousand points as their basic salary. After deducting expenses such as food and accommodation fees paid to the base, they're basically broke by the end of the month. Of course, doing things yourself might save some money.

Jin Feiyang was also doing the math: "These 500 points won't last for many days."

"I'll just take on a mission and go out in a few days."

"That's true, I reckon Brother Yao will be taking on a mission soon."

The most basic task is to follow the military on cleanup missions. The government is responsible for clearing out the zombies, while those who go out are responsible for loading useful items onto vehicles. This is relatively safe, and even non-superpowered individuals can do it, but the points earned are low.

There are also search and rescue missions, collection missions, and people-finding missions, all sorts of things, as well as some privately posted people-finding and item-finding missions with varying points, but Yu Anyan estimated that, given the relationship between the Shen family and the base's officials, Shen Jinyao must have accepted official missions.

A trading market is not only a place to trade goods, but also a hub for information, for example,

"Have you heard? Someone has discovered dual superpowers."

"That news is outdated. The most people have is three superpowers. Isn't it just a case of comparing yourself to others? We don't have a single superpower, while they have three."

"This isn't necessarily a good thing. Trying to do too much at once will only lead to failure. How can you balance three types of abilities? What if two of them happen to be incompatible? Can the ability user's body handle it?"

"You're just worrying about things that don't concern you. You don't have any superpowers yourself, yet you're concerned about people with several."

"I don't have any superpowers, but my daughter does—fire-based. Look, look, everything on my stall was brought back by her team."

At this moment, Yu Anyan was standing in front of an electronics stall, listening to the stall owner chatting with the clothing stall owner next door.

"Hello, buying appliances? My daughter and her team cleaned up an entire appliance store, and these are all new and unopened," the stall owner greeted a customer who had stopped.

Do you have a kettle?

"Yes, 150 points, which is 10 points cheaper than the official price."

"Take one." Yu Anyan didn't haggle and bought it directly.

Bringing back supplies from outside is risking one's life, so there's no need to worry about points. Although she doesn't have any points now, she has enough to eat and drink, and she's also received some very favorable news.

Now we just need to find out indirectly how big the space of a spatial ability user is.