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

"It's just going with the flow," Shu Zhiyi said, without any attachment to these things.

In the evening, the hunting party returned with two stags, four wild boars, and several rabbits, a successful start to the year.

The camp was filled with jubilation as the cooks received the meat and prepared to put their skills to the test.

Ling Zian went back to the tent first to change his clothes, while Ling Ziyu greeted her brother at the tent entrance.

"Ziyu, why are you out here? There are a lot of people outside, be careful not to run into anyone."

"Brother, I didn't move forward, I just greeted you at the door."

"Where is my wife? Hasn't she returned from gathering supplies yet?"

"I'm back. I didn't go out all afternoon; I fell asleep inside."

Ling Zian was taken aback. It was almost evening and they were still sleeping? He hesitated for a moment, until the two brothers had entered the room, before he couldn't help but lower his voice and say, "Ziyu, your physical condition doesn't allow for continuous, uh, intimacy with your wife. If she still wants to today, I'll do it."

"Brother, what are you saying? The wife didn't say she wanted more."

"Isn't she sleeping at this time to conserve her energy?"

"No, my wife refined a batch of magical artifacts this afternoon and is a little tired."

"Isn't she good at alchemy? How can she also forge magical artifacts?" Ling Zian asked curiously as he took off his blood-stained outer garment.

"The wife is different; her refining methods are unlike anyone else's," Ling Ziyu explained, taking out two leaves. "Brother, do you still have spiritual power?"

"have."

"Do this first. After activating it, seal your spiritual power inside." Ling Ziyu followed his wife's instructions and had his brother seal his spiritual power attack inside the leaf.

After Ling Zi'an finished following his brother's instructions, he asked, "And then?"

"My wife said that it's fine to carry it with me. It can withstand one attack from a level 6 or lower, and it can also be used to launch your spiritual attack." Ling Ziyu took back the leaf, found a rope, threaded it through, and carried it with her.

"Such a magical artifact is unheard of."

"Anyway, it looks pretty good, and it won't cause any problems if I wear it." Ling Ziyu touched the emerald green leaf-shaped magical artifact and pushed the other two pieces over: "Brother, when you have time, make these two pieces too. You can keep one for yourself and give the other one to the wife, so the whole family can be together."

"Alright, so the wife has refined 3 pieces?"

"A total of 5 pieces."

During dinner, Ling Ziyu woke Shu Zhiyi up: "My lady, dinner is ready. Tonight we have roasted venison and spicy stir-fried rabbit."

The first thing Shu Zhiyi saw when she opened her eyes was a beautiful face. She reached out and pinched the pretty cheek: "You're quite a sight to behold too."

"My lady, you," Ling Ziyu blinked, her ears turning red.

"Go sleep in your brother's room tonight." Shu Zhiyi got up, wet a towel, wiped her face, tidied her hair and clothes, and turned to leave.

Why?

"Um?"

"Why should I sleep in the room next door?"

"Can you handle being eaten repeatedly? If you were here, I might not be able to stand it. If you were eaten to a pulp, wouldn't your brother hate me?" Shu Zhiyi said frankly, which made sense given the imbalance of men and women and the perfect closed loop of the female body.

"Huh? Oh!" Ling Ziyu replied listlessly.

Dinner was eaten together in the middle of the camp. Shu Zhiyi sat at the main table, with the Ling brothers on either side of her. Mingfei and her prospective partner sat opposite her. These were the five people at their table, while the rest sat at other tables.

Ling Zian cut the venison into bite-sized pieces and placed them in front of Shu Zhiyi. Ling Ziyu then picked up a piece of stir-fried wild vegetables and gave it to her.

"My lady, this sunflower leaf is delicious, please try it."

"It's really delicious. Where did you pick it? Let's go pick some tomorrow." The last sentence was said to Mingfei.

"This kind of vegetable usually grows in damp places. Tomorrow we'll go to the river."

Shu Zhiyi nodded, and had only taken a few bites when people from the neighboring camp arrived.

"Young Master Ling, Sixth Young Master, I was away hunting yesterday and haven't returned yet. I've come to say hello today," the man said in a cheerful voice.

"Greetings, Young Master Teng. My brother and I were planning to visit you again tomorrow," Ling Zian said politely. As is customary, on the first day of the hunt, dinner is usually served together with the hunting team members.

"Are we a little early? I've come to pay my respects first. I acquired a blue ox today and brought some of its loin meat with me."

As the young master Teng approached, Shu Zhiyi got a clear look at him. He was about 190 cm tall, with broad shoulders, long arms and legs, and a broad back and narrow waist. He wasn't particularly muscular, but rather had a subtle kind of robustness. He had sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose, full lips, a square face with distinct features, and a dark complexion.

He's a very handsome man.

Ling Zian introduced her: "My lady, this is the young master of the Teng family. The hunting team he leads is the one at the camp next to ours."

"Young Master Teng, this is my wife and Ziyu's wife, Shu Zhiyi."

"You brothers have formed a bond in Qing Shi City? You're so lucky," Teng Jiamu said with envy. He was about to turn 23 and no woman was willing to marry him. He was afraid he would be punished by the gods this winter.

After being punished by the gods, it will be very difficult for him to advance in rank. He knew from a young age that his appearance would not be liked by women, so he hunted desperately to advance in rank. He is now at rank 5. If he can advance to rank 6 before the cold season, even if he stops advancing in rank after being punished by the gods, he will not be too bad off.

Teng Jiamu just came to say hello, brought a piece of beef and took a piece of venison before leaving.

Mingfei gossiped: "This Young Master Teng is quite something. He was unhappy in the main family, so he brought his subordinates to settle down in the remote Qing Shi City. He rose all the way to the fifth level of Martial Spirit Master. He is truly outstanding at this age."

Her prospective partner said dismissively, "It's because he's too ugly for anyone to want. He should be 22 this year. If he still can't get married by next year, he'll be punished by the gods."

"Oh dear, so it was him. He rejected every marriage proposal he received before because he thought the woman was too old," Mingfei said in a storytelling tone.

Shu Zhiyi glanced at the Ling brothers beside her. Their appearance conformed to the mainstream aesthetic of this world: tall and slender, with fair skin and no sense of aggression. Ling Ziyu was even more popular than his brother. He had round eyes and two dimples on his lips. He was less than 1.8 meters tall, while she was about 1.75 meters tall, so they were about the same height when standing together.

Her height is considered normal for a woman.

However, her soul is not that of a local native. She likes people like the Ling brothers, after all, everyone has a love for beauty, and they are exquisitely good-looking. But people like Teng Jiamu are the ones she truly likes.

Before forming a contract with the Ling brothers, she only admired their good looks; it was only after forming the contract that she developed feelings for them, more like a desire bound by the contract.