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

"Wait a minute." Ye took out a leaf and put it in her mouth. It was a leaf with cleaning properties. The original owner's tribe used this leaf extensively, washing animal hides, bathing, and rinsing their mouths. It did have the effect of cleaning the oral cavity. However, she still wanted to use a toothbrush, probably just a matter of habit.

The falconer noticed this and even took a bath in the river after finishing his work last night, because based on his observations over the past few days, she was cleaner than any other female he had ever met.

For the first five days, Ye walked around on the ground during the day, collecting some edible wild vegetables. At night, the falcon would find a dense tree, where she would sleep on the trunk, and he would use his wings to shelter her in his protective range.

On the sixth day, Ye tied the bag he had made to the falcon hunter.

"Will this affect your flight?" Ye stood on the ground and raised his hand to tug hard on the strap.

"It doesn't affect it." The falcon hunter shifted his body; it didn't affect his flight, but he was a little unaccustomed to it.

"That's good. Crouch down a bit, and I'll crawl in."

After Ye crawled inside and settled down, the falcon hunter slowly took off. Once he confirmed that the female was accustomed to the conditions, he sped up, because Ye had said that a lot of preparations were needed for the winter.

He didn't know what to prepare. Orc tribes would stockpile prey when the river froze, and so would human tribes, except they would move to a large cave to huddle together for the winter. But Ye was a very capable female, and she would definitely have many different ideas.

After getting used to the large cloth bag, Ye began to feel drowsy. Since coming to this world, she had always been very alert when sleeping. Now, the soft and warm belly of the eagle falcon provided her with a relatively safe environment, allowing her to fall asleep peacefully.

This world is fraught with danger. Even when hunting with a female, the falcon tries to avoid danger, but there are times when it is unavoidable. On the third day of the flight, a violent turbulence woke Ye.

"What's wrong?"

"We've encountered wild beasts." The falcon hunter's voice tightened. If it were him, he wouldn't be afraid even if he were facing a group of flying beasts, but now he was held back, afraid of hurting the females.

"Birds flying in the sky?" Ye Gang had just asked when he heard several long cries, the sounds of birds, and more than one bird.

Looking out through the gaps in the cloth and feathers, Ye could only see three or five flying beasts, smaller than eagles and falcons, due to the angle.

"Put me down on the ground first," Ye said calmly. The cloth bag only had straps at the four corners, and she was afraid that she would be thrown out and die.

The falcon hunter knew he couldn't act freely with a female by his side, so he quickly landed. Ye nimbly climbed out of the cloth bag, but before he could untie the straps around his body, the flying army in the air had already caught up.

Ye quickly selected a large earthen slope, leaned against it, and took out a bow and arrows from her spatial storage. They were currently in a plain with no trees to hide in. This earthen slope could only ensure that she wouldn't be attacked from both sides. If necessary, she could temporarily hide in her spatial storage. Her spatial storage could only accommodate one living being, and the hiding time was limited. This was her last trump card, and she couldn't reveal it unless it was absolutely necessary.

After setting down the female, the falcon hunter turned and soared into the sky, charging into the flock of birds with a ferocious look. Without any restraint, he, an orc, was the king of the sky.

The battle ended relatively quickly. At first, feathers were flying everywhere, and then large birds started falling down. Ye immediately followed up with an arrow.

After about half an hour, the air gradually quieted down, and after a while, the falcon landed.

"Ye, are you alright? Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid. Go and pull the arrow out for me. I'll go and collect the prey. The commotion here is too loud. Let's leave immediately." Ye calmly arranged the next steps.

The falcon hunter, who had originally intended to comfort the female falconer, was stunned. In the past, when such things happened in the tribe, males with females would spend a long time comforting them. It seemed that his own falconer didn't need to be comforted.

"Oh, right, you're in beast form now. Help me hold down the prey while I pull the arrow out," Ye said suddenly, turning back after taking a few steps.

"Okay, okay." The falcon hunter obediently did as she asked and massaged her.

After Ye put all the prey into his spatial storage, he checked the cloth bag on his body, tightened the loose straps, climbed in, and let the falcon take off.

Fortunately, they only encountered one major danger on the road. The rest of the time, they hunted on their own initiative. They made good use of Ye's space. During the day, the falcon hunter would hunt during his resting time and store the dead prey in Ye's space. At night, when he could transform into human form, he would find a place with a water source to butcher and process the prey.

After all, even the largest leaf has limited space, so dividing the meat into pieces saves space.

Because they were collecting supplies, the two arrived two days later than expected.

"Ye, look, it's right there." Eagle Hunter felt the female on his belly move and knew she was awake, so he spoke.

Ye rolled over and lay face down, looking out through the gap at the distant, continuous mountain range. She didn't know which mountain Eagle Hunter was referring to.

"Is this kind of mountainous terrain suitable for hunting by the eagle-tribe orcs?"

"I don't hunt in the mountains, I hunt on the plains over there. There are only a few herbivorous beastman tribes there, and they're easy to get along with. Oh, they keep some grass seeds and other food for the cold season. If you like, we can go and trade some," the falcon hunter suddenly remembered.

Ye was unsure whether to believe his claim that herbivorous beastmen were easy to get along with. Perhaps in the eyes of a beastman like him, a king of the sky, herbivorous beastmen were very kind. However, in the original owner's memories, the most unfriendly to humans were these so-called herbivorous beastmen. Top hunters were too lazy to bully humans who were not their prey, and they rarely formed contracts with human females. If a herbivorous beastman could not find a female to form a contract with in his own tribe, he would go to the human tribe to "exchange" for a human female. However, human females did not have a good life among the beastmen.

It wasn't that the orcs deliberately mistreated them, but rather that humans were inherently weaker than orcs. They simply treated them the same way they would orc females, which was already unbearable for them. For example, there were multiple males per female, and human females lacked confidence and dared not refuse. They also had no restrictions on their estrus cycle and could only keep getting pregnant and giving birth. Living among the orcs, they were considered inferior to orc females, resulting in both physical and mental oppression.

However, it's not without its advantages. There's no risk of starvation among the orcs. Even in the so-called herbivorous orc tribes, their hunting abilities are far superior to those of humans. In the most difficult times, the orcs will prioritize feeding the females.

The so-called herbivores are not actually completely vegetarians; they are omnivorous like humans, but they eat more meat.

As for why they are called herbivores, the original owner didn't know and hadn't investigated it, but Ye was curious and asked directly.